Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1238: Heavy Pressure

The tremors in the lower mountains continue. The blue-robed elder who fell into them didn't even have time to scream before being reduced to ashes in the mutual erosion of spiritual explosions. Yet, under Ye Fengsheng's gaze, the elders of the Tianyi Building couldn't spare half a minute to focus on it. Because they were surrounded by their own people, but they weren't nervous. Their faces showed an indifference that exerted a pressure making everyone's heart grow heavy.

"How is this possible here?"

An elder swallowed his dry throat in disbelief.

In fact, this pressure was not deliberately condensed by Ye Fengsheng, but an instinctive reaction from the elders due to previous tensions.

We joined forces with others to attack Ye Fengsheng. There are more than ten methods to crush a mountain. The entire mountain can be leveled. Anyone inside would be reduced to dust. The body disappears. However, Ye Fengsheng emerged unscathed from this violent aura crush. Think about it, and you'll know how incredible this is.

How could Ye Fengsheng give them time to continue thinking? Since the people of Tianyi Mansion had already decided to find their own misfortune, even if they had to wreck their own doors and take their own lives, they should at least show some courtesy and slightly give back to these unknown matters.

Being a ghost, Ye Fengsheng never left a shadow. He tapped the temples of three Tianyi Mansion elders and deacons with his pale hand. Amidst strong physical collisions, the three fell responding to the voice, sinking into the lower spiritual chaos which was becoming ever more intense and would gradually spread.

"No!"

Even with four people dead, they all widened their eyes, trying to stabilize their minds and compress their perception range to about five meters, doing their best to capture Ye Fengsheng's location. However, no matter what they did, they couldn't withstand Ye Fengsheng, who had already decided to kill.

A dark sword light flashed from the sky. Another deacon atop the building was cut in half at the waist. His lower body and viscera fell bloodily. His upper body remained alert, not quite dead.

Only after his companion reminded him did the deacon realize what had happened. His flushed face turned as white as paper. With a scream from his mouth, he plummeted from the sky. Looking at him now, he couldn't die any more.

In Ye Fengsheng's current state, if he decided to kill, more than ten monks from Tianyi Mansion wouldn't survive. He merely answered, "Humans are my prey, I am the fish." How one dies isn't up to him.

"Ye Fengsheng! If you come to Tianyi Mansion to kill people, aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"

An elder shouted, eyes bloodshot and wrathful. These were the backbone of Tianyi Mansion! Today, they were suddenly killed. How could Tianyi Mansion continue to stand on Qilian Mountain?

"If you can join forces to kill me, why can't I decapitate you?"

That ghostly figure appeared in front of the tall man. Ye Fengsheng's face was as usual, his eyes unmoved. He lifted a dark dagger, simply raising it from bottom to top to take a sword at the Tianyi Mansion elder.

The sword was ancient, its blade sharp. If the sword fell, even the heavens would tremble for it!

"How dare you!"

For some reason—whether dodging was impossible or an intense notion surged—the Tianyi Mansion elder remained motionless in the same place. His garment fluttered in the hunt, his aura seemed to churn, then he emerged like armor, solidified in the air, quickly raising an arm to intercept Ye Fengsheng's sword.

"Strong!"

Before the sword and arm made contact, the armor condensed by the aura was fully formed. The solid, sturdy armor touched the sword Ye Fengsheng slashed down, creating a deafening sonic boom, causing the air around to ripple.

This attack undoubtedly gave some confidence to the cultivators around, destroyed, dragged, overturned, and murdered. They looked at Master Wang, who blocked Ye Feng's sword sound with this move, eyes bursting with excitement!

"Master Wang is really capable! It deserves the great power of the Jiedan Realm!"

But, one's own family knows their own affairs. Only Elder Wang, using Spiritual Energy to block the sword, knew whether he was Ye Fengsheng's match now.

The sword looked ordinary but couldn't be used like this now. Yet the moment of contact was indeed heavy. Like a massive stone smashing onto his chest upon contact. Soon, his body was severely injured. Without the support of willpower, he would have vomited blood and been cut in two by the sword early on.

Fortunately, Ye Fengsheng's sword couldn't last long. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.

This is the most basic logic in the world of monks. There's no blood feud, and this isn't a road robbery. After accepting defeat, you can continue to live. If you keep insisting, you fear you and others can't survive. After so long of hard training, you end up dying. Where would your achievements be found?

At the juncture of life and death, who cares if it's Tianyi Mansion or Tianyi Mansion?

Which is more important, reputation or life?

Does another's reputation and one's own life require consideration?

"Yes..."

They read each other's words from their eyes. After a brief exchange, a cultivator stepped forward and spoke to the empty sky in front. Unexpectedly, he said only half a word when his head lifted to the sky, body falling into chaos.

The cultivator immediately widened his eyes, filled with fear and anger.

This monster is too powerful! There's no space left. I will kill all my people!

"Ye Fengsheng! I already know this is wrong. Why do you do this! Do you want me to wait until I'm dead?"

An elder opened his mouth roaring at the sky.

His spirit was mighty, majestic golden light enveloping his entire body. This was evidently his defensive method. Ye Fengsheng's sudden sword scared him witless, fearing that dark dagger would suddenly cut off his head.

Next step, be prepared.

"What is it?"

Ye Fengsheng's voice rose high, his figure looming in the clouds, the sound coming top-down like Huang Zhong's great path.

"The killer must be killed by others. When you kill me, using your hand to kill me, I don't speak of a poisonous hand. When I repay them in my way, how can I become the venomous hand?"

"But now you're safe! But Tianyi Mansion has suffered heavy losses!"

Boss Zhang shouted: "Whatever you want, just say it! Why be so combative!"

"Kowtow and apologize."

Ye Fengsheng's words were cold as ice, devoid of any emotion.

"That's impossible!"

The elder immediately refused: "It isn't too much to kill, how can you insult Tianyi Mansion like this!"

Then you can "grovel on the ground."

The cold voice came from the sky, startling all directions. A group of people recited the unspeakable meaning of slaughter, instantly making them tremble with fear.

Ye Fengsheng wasn't interested in these tough guys. The black sword in his palm trembled out a sword flower and vanished. Once again, it cut through the elder's golden light. The moment the golden light flashed, the elder turned into two halves, unable to fall from the sky.

Another elder died in the Dan Street Well area. The crowd began to panic completely. When Ye Fengsheng appeared again, his body was inevitably fractured. If he died here today, it would be the greatest injustice in the world!

Ye Fengsheng in the sky was still selecting his target.

Very boring, but effective. These hardworking people started to collapse. They were only a step away from splitting apart. If they killed a few more, they would completely collapse. Thus, he could terrify the leaders of all the great factions in the Great Mansion now, making them stand aside. Otherwise, even if they joined the leaders of the Dan Street Well, you must keep away from the edges, slowly drawing them out!