"Who … who is he?"
He Ming's eyes started to show fear. His body couldn't help but tremble. He felt that he had gotten himself into a huge mess.
"Father, they know his identity? Why don't I know? " Looking at He Changqing and the city's upper echelons who were so frightened that they didn't speak, He Ming felt like he had fallen into hell.
"Father, what do you know? He … who is he? "He Ming, who was getting more and more frightened, asked in a panic.
"The teacher of the Astral Realm's Young Master Zhang …" He Changqing said in a trembling voice.
"Young Master Zhang's teacher?" These words exploded in He Ming's ears like thunder. His face was filled with fear and despair. His heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out.
He Ming was completely dumbfounded. It was as if his soul had left his body. His eyes were dim.
Who was Young Master Zhang? He was the Young Master of the Zhang Family, the continent's number one blacksmith genius!
He Ming was just a little Young City Lord. He was thousands of miles away from Zhang Junlan.
"City Lord He, your son is very arrogant. In broad daylight, in front of so many people in Divine Martial City, he dared to do such a shameless thing. It's a disgrace to the name of Divine Martial!" Feng Wuchen finally spoke. His voice was extremely cold, breaking the silent and strange space.
"Yes, yes, yes!" He Changqing nodded in panic. He didn't dare to refute.
Seeing the City Lord so cowardly, the people in the city were completely dumbfounded.
"That Feng Wuchen must have a big background!"
"City Lord must know his identity! Otherwise, he wouldn't be so frightened. "
"Looks like the Young City Lord is finished this time."
As the silence was broken, a commotion broke out again. Everyone was more and more curious about Feng Wuchen's identity.
Looking at He Changqing expressionlessly, Feng Wuchen said coldly, "City Lord He, I'll give you two choices. One is that I kill your son, and the other is that you break your son's arms. Choose one."
He Changqing's body shook. No matter which one it was, he couldn't accept it.
Even if he couldn't accept it, he had to accept it. Moreover, the two choices were easy to choose.
"Tsk tsk!"
"Ah …"
He Changqing didn't hesitate to cut off both of He Ming's hands. The sudden pain caused He Ming to let out a heart-wrenching scream. Blood gushed out, dyeing the street red.
The City Master did not hesitate to cut off the hands of the Young City Master. Seeing this scene, the surrounding xiuzhe swallowed in terror. They were all in disbelief.
If one could live, who would choose to die?
Man Qing and Yue Lan, who were beside Feng Wuchen, were dumbstruck.
Feng Wuchen had only said one sentence, and He Changqing had cut off both of He Ming's arms without hesitation. Just what was Feng Wuchen's identity that made He Changqing so fearful that he didn't dare to disobey Feng Wuchen's words.
"My hand! My hand! Father, why? Why? "He Ming screamed in horror as he looked at his severed arm on the ground.
He Changqing didn't answer. Suppressing the grief in his heart, he closed his eyes.
He Changqing knew better than anyone that anyone who offended Feng Wuchen would have to pay the price.
However, He Changqing was very lucky to have a choice.
Cutting off both of He Ming's arms could at least save his life.
"If I didn't have something important to do, it wouldn't be as simple as cutting off both of your hands. Do you understand what I mean?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.
"Understood!" He Changqing hurriedly nodded. His back was drenched in cold sweat. He secretly rejoiced. Otherwise, his son's life would be in danger.
"If there's a next time, there's no need to keep the Shenwu Sect." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"There won't be a next time! Absolutely not! "He Changqing shook his head in horror.
Ignoring He Changqing, he looked at Ye Tianwei. Feng Wuchen's expression eased and said, "Please take me to the Shenwu Sect."
"Please follow me!" Ye Tianwei said. Even knowing Feng Wuchen's identity, Ye Tianwei tried to remain calm.
Knowing Feng Wuchen's identity, Ye Tianwei's attitude also became more polite.
After Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao left, He Changqing and the rest breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure that Feng Wuchen gave them was too terrifying. They almost couldn't breathe.
"City Lord, who is that Feng Wuchen?"
"City Lord is so afraid of this person that he didn't hesitate to cut off the Young City Lord's arms. That Feng Wuchen's identity must be terrifying, right?"
"City Lord, who is that person?"
Many experts came to ask. Everyone wanted to know Feng Wuchen's identity.
"Don't ask." He Changqing's face was haggard and helpless. He hurriedly said, "Great Elder, quickly bring Ming 'er back to heal."
Feng Wuchen only said his name, and He Changqing and the rest were unwilling to reveal it. This made everyone even more anxious.
The more they couldn't get an answer, the more curious and anxious they became.
The Shenwu Sect was not far from the Shenwu City. In just a few minutes, Ye Tianwei arrived at the Shenwu Sect with Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao.
The Shenwu Sect's palace was huge and grand. Although it was not as grand as the Dragon Temple, it was enough to make people feel awe.
"Dendi, this is the Shenwu Sect." Ye Tianwei said politely, not mentioning a word about the challenge.
Feng Wuchen nodded and smiled, "The Shenwu Sect is worthy of being the overlord of the Western Region. Experts are as common as clouds, very powerful indeed."
As they chatted, the three of them arrived at the entrance.
"Great Senior Brother! You're back? "The disciple guarding the entrance was overjoyed.
"Great Senior Brother, they are?" Another disciple looked at Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao in confusion.
"Dendi." Ye Tianwei said, "Quickly report to the Sect Master and Elders that Dendi is here."
"Dendi?" The two disciples shuddered and looked at Feng Wuchen with worship in their eyes. Then, they rushed in to report as if their lives depended on it.
"Sect Master! Elders! Dendi is here! Dendi is here! "The two shouted excitedly, as if they wanted to spread the news throughout the Shenwu Sect.
"Dendi? Feng Wuchen, the Master of the Dragon Temple in the Astral Boundary? "
"Young Master Zhang's teacher? God, he actually came to our Shenwu Sect! "
"Did I hear wrongly? Dendi came to our Shenwu Sect? "
"Everyone, hurry up! Dendi really came to our Shenwu Sect. Quickly go and welcome Dendi! "
But all the disciples who heard the shout were shocked and excited. Some even could not believe it.
"Dendi is here!"
"Young Master Zhang's teacher!"
"Young Master of the Fairy Artifact Pavilion!"
In the main hall, everyone was shocked. The Shenwu Sect Master and the upper echelons rushed over from the various palaces.
In an instant, the huge square of the Shenwu Sect was filled with disciples. There were tens of thousands of people.
At this time, Ye Tianwei led Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao into the sect and walked up the stairs of the square.
"Welcome, Dendi!"
The entire Shenwu Sect, led by the Sect Master, bowed respectfully. Their voices resounded throughout the Shenwu Sect and the surrounding mountains, echoing for a long time.
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