Chapter 752: Chapter 770: Overwhelmingly Dominant [Five Updates]
In the midst of the legendary era, the Vajra Messenger, one of the seven great envoys of Luoying and a strong warrior under the Martial King, died!
With just one punch, just a single punch, Ye Feng had killed the Vajra Messenger. Ye Feng’s punch was not merely about piercing through the chest of the Vajra Messenger – the sheer force completely shattered his internal organs.
At that moment, not even a Daluo Golden Immortal descending from heaven could have saved him.
"How is this possible!" In an instant, the Ice Messenger screamed aloud in shock, completely unable to accept what had happened.
It should be noted that even the Ice Messenger would need at least twenty moves to defeat the Vajra Messenger, let alone kill him.
For the Ice Messenger to kill the Vajra Messenger with one punch, even if he had been careless, was absolutely impossible.
"This can’t be possible!" In an instant, the entire area erupted, and all of Luoying boiled over as if a pot had exploded.
From the First Layer Heaven to the Ninth-layered Heaven, all the people started screaming in shock.
Even Asuka Hana’s mouth gaped wide open, her chin seemingly about to hit the ground. Although she knew Ye Feng was very powerful, she had never imagined he would be so immensely strong.
The Vajra Messenger was from the middle of the legendary era, not just any early-era legendary Martial King warrior.
Yet, before Ye Feng, he was as fragile as tofu, easily being killed by a single punch from Ye Feng.
After witnessing this scene, everyone was unable to accept or understand it.
On the plaza within the Fourth Layer Heaven, Youcheng Chiyoda bellowed with excitement, "Did you see that? That’s my boss! That’s Ye Feng, my boss, the boss of Youcheng Chiyoda, invincible!"
Just then, Ye Feng turned, looking towards the nearby Ice Messenger, who stiffened, trembling all over as a chill seemed to sweep through him, causing all the hairs on his body to stand on end.
The Ice Messenger watched Ye Feng with a look of panic and wariness in his eyes.
Gone was his previous disdain and contempt for Ye Feng.
Ye Feng raised his left hand, the motion eerily swift, and before the Ice Messenger could react, Ye Feng grabbed him by the collar.
The Ice Messenger was taken aback, staring at Ye Feng in horror as he attempted to break free, only to find himself firmly grasped, completely unable to escape.
Ye Feng then raised his right hand and opened it wide, and then, he fiercely slapped across the Ice Messenger’s face.
"That’s for acting tough!" Ye Feng roared. In an instant, the terrifying force of the slap turned into a huge wave of energy, slamming into the Ice Messenger’s body and engulfing him completely.
Everyone felt an overwhelming shock, even martial artists standing hundreds of meters away could clearly sense the powerful wave of energy.
The Ice Messenger subconsciously raised his right hand to defend.
But at that moment, Ye Feng’s slap landed heavily on the Ice Messenger’s arm.
"Crack~~" The bones in the Ice Messenger’s arm snapped and the sound reverberated around.
"Ahh~~" Along with the Ice Messenger’s scream of agony, their arm was violently shaken off by a slap from Ye Feng, and Ye Feng’s hand continued to strike across the Ice Messenger’s face.
Ye Feng clearly remembered how the Ice Messenger had once slapped him.
That terrifying slap heavily landed on the Ice Messenger’s face.
"Slap!" The loud smack echoed crisply throughout the Seventh Layer Heaven.
The Ice Messenger’s face twisted grotesquely, their features becoming indiscernible, with tears and snot streaming down; everyone was incredibly shocked.
They simply couldn’t believe that the formidable Ice Messenger appeared so weak before Ye Feng.
"Wow!" The Ice Messenger spat out a mouthful of blood, with seven or eight teeth falling out, feeling as if their head was about to shatter.
Screaming miserably, they were now filled with intense regret, never having dreamt that Ye Feng would be so powerful. Before Ye Feng, they didn’t even have the capability to fight back, appearing so laughably pitiful.
Ye Feng firmly grasped the Ice Messenger’s collar, which was the only reason they hadn’t been sent flying.
Ye Feng raised his hand again, and another slap heavily struck the Ice Messenger’s face.
"Slap!" The intense sound rang clearly in the ears of everyone present.
They all heard it distinctly, like a heavy hammer striking each of their chests, filling them with unspeakable fear as they watched Ye Feng in terror.
The Ice Messenger howled in pain, their cries akin to the squeals of a slaughtered pig.
Ye Feng showed no mercy, delivering slap after slap, continuously striking down.
"Slap!" The heavy sounds echoed as the Ice Messenger continued to scream.
Ye Feng coldly said, "Rock, paper, scissors, right? Are we still playing or not?"
"I’m not playing, not playing ever again!" The Ice Messenger roared loudly, pushed to the brink of agony.
However, no sooner had the Ice Messenger’s words fallen than Ye Feng delivered another heavy slap across the Ice Messenger’s face.
The Ice Messenger screamed, utterly unable to bear it, but Ye Feng kept ruthlessly slapping them.
After all, the Ice Messenger was the one who had slapped Ye Feng before; how could Ye Feng allow them to die as effortlessly as the Vajra Messenger? He naturally had to properly ’teach’ the Ice Messenger a lesson.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!" The crisp sound of the slaps continuously echoed around.
With screams unceasing, everyone felt a jolt of terror, internally relieved that they hadn’t offended Ye Feng, otherwise their fates wouldn’t be any better.
It wasn’t long before the Ice Messenger was crying, no longer resembling anything human, their face swollen like a pig’s head, looking utterly horrendous.
And yet, Ye Feng remained with a calm expression, once more raising his hand, ready to continue slapping the Ice Messenger.
"I was wrong! Lord Ye Feng, I really realize my mistake now, please, please don’t hit me anymore, I can’t take it!" The Ice Messenger finally couldn’t endure any longer, tears streaming down, the figure of absolute misery.