1142: C1142 Beat You to Death

C1142 Beat You to Death

The furious Yang Leejie struck out with his palm!

A sharp force, accompanied by a whistling sound, suddenly rushed towards Ye Meng!

Ye Meng did not dodge nor dodge. He casually picked up two pieces of puppet Wolf and took a bite!

"Damn it!"

Yang Leejie's eyes almost split open when he saw this. He was about to go crazy!

Bang!

Yang Leejie, who had completely lost his reason, fiercely slapped Ye Meng with his palm.

"Your strength is not enough. You can't even compare to the puppet. How embarrassing!"

Ye Meng did not even shake his head. He smiled and looked down on Yang Leejie.

Crack, crack!

The crisp sound of chewing could be heard.

Yang Leejie's heart was bleeding when he heard it, but he couldn't do anything to Ye Meng.

His attack hit Ye Meng's body, but it did not have any reaction. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Meng ate the puppet Wolf cleanly.

"This stinky wolf's taste is a bit bad!"

After eating, Ye Meng did not forget to give a comment.

When Yang Leejie heard this, he instantly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This was too abominable. He didn't even like the taste, yet he still ate so happily. How could he be shameless?

"Get lost! Get lost! I can't even be bothered with you!"

From Yang Leejie's attack, Ye Meng could tell that this man was a piece of trash after losing his puppet.

Therefore, he had completely lost interest in continuing to fight Yang Leejie.

"You..."

Yang Leejie choked on his words.

He was a genius disciple of Yixin Palace, but now, he was being looked down upon by devilish brat from a small sect in the lower realm!

"Just you wait!"

Yang Leejie put down his ruthless words in a fit of anger.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Hua Nichang and the others who were present. There was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

This Hundred Flowers Sect, from top to bottom, everyone was so detestable. He would never let this small sect go!

"Today, I, Yang Leejie, have been humiliated here. I will definitely repay you in the future!"

Yang Leejie said with a clear voice. His face was filled with resentment as he spoke, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Hua Nichang and the others looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do.

No one had thought that this Yang Leejie would be so petty.2

That's right. Ye Meng had indeed eaten two of his puppets, but it was all because the other party was ruthless in the first place.

It was just that Hua Nichang was well aware of the strict hierarchy among the various sects and clans of the Infinite Worlds. The sects of the large domains had the right to kill and seize the small sects of the lower realms.

Yi Xin Palace was a dignified seventh-grade sect, and its grade was one grade higher than the Hundred Flowers Sect.

Although it wasn't the direct superior of the Hundred Flowers Sect, even the Heavenly Law Association might not interfere in the annihilation of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

With this thought in mind, Hua Nichang's heart gradually sank.

"You still dare to threaten me? Then I won't let you live!"

When Ye Meng heard this, he grinded his canine teeth, and his beautiful big eyes shone with an inexplicable ferocity!

In the next moment, he flashed forward, and with a flip of his wrist, the Thunder Hammer shockingly appeared in his hand!

"Knock this turtle of yours to death!"

The childish voice had just sounded when the Thunder Hammer made its move!

Rumble!

The sound of thunder instantly rang out. Yang Leejie did not even have the time to snort before he instantly turned into ashes!

"I told you to threaten me!"

Ye Meng saw what was happening and muttered in a low voice.

Hua Nichang, who was at the side, was completely stunned!

The death of a disciple from a higher sect in the Hundred Flowers Sect could be a big or small matter. If this matter was not handled properly, the Hundred Flowers Sect might face a catastrophe.

However, Hua Nichang did not blame Ye Meng.

Yang Leejie already bore a grudge against the Hundred Flowers Sect. If he was allowed to return to the sect smoothly, who knew how he would stir up trouble?

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