Chapter 38

"Divine Martial Art? Azure Dragon Claw Hand?" Ye Feng's eyes lit up from a distance.

"Die!"

At this moment, Lan Wangyou suddenly extended a hand. In the shocked gazes of the crowd, the hand he extended instantly swelled and transformed in the air, becoming a ferocious azure dragon claw, huge and thick, covered with dragon scales, as if it could tear through anything.

"This attack is enough to subdue a peak Ninth Heaven of the Heavenly Martial Realm!" The two companions behind Lan Wangyou had a look of confidence in their eyes.

"With a pig-slaughtering knife in hand, the world is mine!"

Suddenly, the scar-faced uncle roared, making everyone's faces look very strange.

A pig-slaughtering knife against an Azure Dragon Claw?

This couldn't help but make people feel very odd.

But the next moment, what shocked everyone was:

"Thud!"

The pig-slaughtering knife in the scar-faced uncle's hand, like a divine weapon, instantly cut off Lan Wangyou's ferocious, steel-like azure dragon claw.

"Spurt!"

Blood splattered, the azure dragon claw was forcefully severed.

"Ah!!"

Lan Wangyou immediately let out a huge scream of pain.

The azure dragon claw dissipated, and his hand was also severed, leaving only a blood-soaked, bare wrist, a sight that was truly shocking.

"So strong?" Even Ye Feng was surprised.

A young genius of the Sixth Heaven of the Heavenly Martial Realm, using a Divine Martial Art, this attack was very terrifying.

But the result was that it was shattered by the scar-faced uncle's pig-slaughtering knife.

"What kind of divine weapon is this pig-slaughtering knife?"

Everyone around stared at the pig-slaughtering knife in the scar-faced uncle's hand, their eyes filled with excitement.

Even Ye Feng stared at the knife.

"This is the pig-slaughtering knife passed down from my father." The scar-faced uncle said proudly.

"Spurt!"

Hearing this, Lan Wangyou, who was far away, immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes turning black.

Ye Feng instantly flashed in front of Lan Wangyou, beating the fallen dog, and after a thorough beating, Lan Wangyou was left with a bruised and swollen face.

"Senior Lan!"

The two companions were very anxious, wanting to help but afraid of the scar-faced uncle's pig-slaughtering knife.

In the end, Ye Feng lifted Lan Wangyou and said, "Hand over the inheritance of the Azure Dragon Claw Hand, and I won't kill you."

Lan Wangyou, with a bruised and swollen face, glared and shouted, "You might as well kill me!"

"Fine, then I'll do you a favor."

Ye Feng looked at the scar-faced uncle and said, "Uncle, lend me the pig-slaughtering knife, I need to kill a pig, no, a person."

"You...!"

Lan Wangyou's eyes were filled with fear, thinking Ye Feng was joking.

But when the cold blade of the knife pressed against his throat, the fear of death made Lan Wangyou, one of the top ten disciples of the Royal Martial Academy, immediately afraid.

He was scared and wanted to beg for mercy, but the countless gazes around made Lan Wangyou feel immense humiliation, thinking it was better to just die.

In the end, his two companions hurriedly apologized, "Young sir, it was our fault, we shouldn't have caused trouble in your tavern, we will compensate."

Ye Feng extended his hand and said, "No nonsense, hand over the inheritance manual of the Azure Dragon Claw Hand, or this pig-slaughtering knife will taste blood."

"Pig-slaughtering knife? Taste blood?"

The crowd saw Ye Feng's knife pressed against Lan Wangyou's throat and said this, finding it very funny but not daring to laugh out loud.

"Thud!"

Finally, a girl in the crowd couldn't hold back and laughed.

"Ah!"

Lan Wangyou couldn't bear the humiliation and fainted from anger.

"So petty."

Ye Feng looked down on him, threw Lan Wangyou to his two companions, and then took the manual they handed over.

It was one of the Royal Martial Academy's most prestigious martial arts, the Azure Dragon Claw Hand, a Divine Martial Art, extremely precious!

"Why is it incomplete?" Ye Feng flipped through it, his eyes turning cold, and he stared at Lan Wangyou's two companions, saying, "Are you playing me?"

The red-clothed woman immediately explained, "Because we are only inner courtyard disciples, we only have access to the first three techniques of the Azure Dragon Claw Hand, which has a total of nine techniques."

"I see."

Ye Feng nodded and casually said, "When Lan Wangyou wakes up, have him work hard to become a core disciple of the Royal Martial Academy as soon as possible, to obtain all nine techniques of the Azure Dragon Claw Hand, and I will visit again."

With that, Ye Feng happily put away the first three techniques of the Azure Dragon Claw Hand.

Even the first three techniques of a Divine Martial Art could unleash unparalleled power.

"This..."

The two companions were both ashamed and angry, dragging Lan Wangyou away.

They had thought this trip would directly suppress Ye Feng and humiliate him.

But they didn't expect that the tavern owner would be so powerful, suppressing a Heavenly Martial Realm expert as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs.

The three disciples of the Royal Martial Academy left in a sorry state, and the crowd, though still somewhat unsatisfied, eventually dispersed.

After this battle, the rumor that Lan Wangyou was defeated by a pig-slaughtering knife would likely spread throughout the entire Great Yan Dynasty tomorrow.

...

It was late at night, and in the heavy snow, Ye Feng and the scar-faced uncle secretly slipped out of the tavern, heading towards the direction of the Demon City.

"Tomorrow is the time for the major forces to launch a full-scale attack. This chaos is the best opportunity to find the treasure vault." The scar-faced uncle was full of confidence.

Ye Feng, however, felt it wouldn't be that simple. The Demon City was the stronghold of the Blood Demon Sect, and their treasure vault was a heavily guarded area, surely with strict defenses.

But no matter what, the wealth plundered by the Blood Demon Sect over the years must be astronomical, and the risk was worth taking.

The Demon City was extremely magnificent, like a huge beast lying on the ground, its body made of hard boulders from the Great Wasteland, with a thick layer of black iron water poured over its surface, giving it a cold metallic sheen.

Snowflakes as large as goose feathers fell from the sky, covering the entire land in a white blanket.

At this moment, various experts were cautiously approaching the Demon City.

These experts were the human forces preparing to directly attack the Demon City today.

Most of them were from the royal forces of the Great Yan Dynasty, the Royal Martial Academy, the First Sect, the Sword Sect, and some major families within the dynasty.

A smaller part came from powerful tribes in the Great Wasteland region and experts from ancient countries adjacent to the Great Yan Dynasty.

Clearly, the leaders of the major forces had discussed and decided to launch all their forces today, with a mighty momentum heading towards the Demon City, preparing to capture the Blood Demon Sect and completely eradicate this evil sect!

In the white snow, Ye Feng and the scar-faced uncle were also hurrying along.