“Evil people like you will not die a peaceful death! We have countless experts that will give you a painful lesson!” A different girl from the clan angrily shouted.

　　She was Feng Qingyu’s little sister, also from the third main branch. Her name was Feng Qinglan. She was fifteen with a pretty and elegant appearance.

　　She returned from the paG.o.da last night and didn’t even got down from her carriage before being caught then brought here by two heretical cultivators.

　　“Your Feng Clan can only reign in the southern prefecture, mere trash before our Seventh Hall.” One heretical disciple laughed with disdain.

　　Suddenly, a thunder came from the river. A man that looked fifty rode the waves. He had an aura of vicissitudes with a sad expression. His eyes weren’t something a fifty-year-old man could have.

　　The heretical disciples were alarmed by his aura so they all looked over.

　　“It’s the eighth elder, we’re saved!” The daughters from the Feng were ecstatic and finally saw hope. The eighth elder had an amazing cultivation since he has trained for more than one hundred years. He enjoyed a high position in the clan.

　　Feng Qingyu was still on the ground. She looked up and said: “Our expert is here, there’s nowhere for you to run now.”

　　Xue Yi smiled sarcastically. Two beast souls flew out and he flew up with a spear before questioning with a sinister tone: “Who are you?”

　　The middle-aged man stood on the wave and smiled: “Eighth elder of the Feng, Feng Weiting.”

　　“The elders from your clan are paper tigers, can only bully your own members. Our Boss, Sen Lin, made mincemeat out of the sixth elder, he chopped off his head and fed it to the dogs. Let me deal with this guy then.” A skinny disciple jumped down from the gate like a flying shuttle towards Weiting.

　　Weiting slightly stomped down on the water. A ripple started and became increasingly more powerful. A wave was formed next.

　　“Pluff!” The heretical disciple’s legs were severed by this invisible wave. Blood oozed out of his body as his upper-half sank down into the water as well.

　　“Your Seventh Hall is pus.h.i.+ng us too far, you think our clan is so easily bullied?” The elder pointed in the air. Twelve spirit rays shot out from his finger and aimed to destroy the heretical s.h.i.+p.

　　Xue Yi smirked and attacked with both palms. Two beast souls rushed out, bearing their fangs and howling. They shattered the incoming rays.

　　They continued forward while bringing a silver wave behind them.

　　The elder became serious. These disciples are strong indeed. The guy looked around twenty but he was just as strong.

　　He stabilized his stance and channeled a technique of the Feng, Vigorous Gale Method.

　　A powerful gale engulfed the water as if wanting to blow the surging river away.

　　“Boom!” The two beast souls were forced back while the elders staggered seven steps behind. His blood was churning while feeling immense pain in his fingers.

　　Sen Lin laughed: “Xue Yi, your cultivation is regressing, can’t even take care of a guy like this. Want me to help you yet?”

　　Xue Yi scowled in response: “He’s still a senior from the Feng Clan. If I take him down with one move, that’s too humiliating.”

　　“Boom!” 

　　Xue Yi turned serious and directly attacked with his spear. His aura surged crazily as his spear traveled like a dragon. Before one knows it, it was already in front of the elder’s chest.

　　The elder was aghast at the boy’s amazing speed. He used Vigorous Gale again but it was easily broken this time. A b.l.o.o.d.y hole appeared on his chest.

　　“Pluff!” The elder spat out blood while his body was being invaded by a gray miasma. He couldn’t move at all as his internal organs feel as if they were on fire.

　　“Boom!” 

　　Xue Yi smirked and grabbed the elder by the crest before throwing him down on the s.h.i.+p. He then stomped the elder’s back. The elder felt very humiliated, being put in this position by a junior.

　　He struggled to get up but Xue Yi heavily stomped down again and mangled the elder’s back.

　　“This is the top expert from your Feng Clan? Can’t even handle a single move.” Xue Yi sneered as he looked at the daughters of the Feng.