Chapter 809

However, this was not the end. After Ye Xiao grasped Nangong's meridians, he suddenly exerted force with his arm. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and the entire back of his hand was dyed blue-black.

The next moment, Nangong felt that his thigh was subjected to a huge anti-joint force that made him despair. "Crack!" With a crisp sound, his thigh was twisted and turned over by Ye Xiao.

"Gudong! Gudong!" The Wu Jihui disciples who saw this scene all swallowed their saliva.

This awkward body angle made them feel cold all over their bodies just by looking at it.

It is said that the arm cannot twist the thigh. How much claw force must be used to be able to turn the thigh of a late-stage martial artist alive!

Zhong Xiyu couldn't help but twitch his mouth at this moment, and the cigar in his mouth almost fell to the ground.

Now he not only cares about whether Nangong's leg is broken, but also starts to worry about himself.

Nangong was already his strongest subordinate. Ye Xiao, who was sitting on the chair, had easily crippled Nangong. If this person attacked him, who could stop him?

Xue Shengnan's eyelids were twitching at this time, and it was hard to believe.

At first, she felt that she had implicated two innocent people of Ye Xiao, and she felt very sorry. Later, when she saw Ye Xiao repelling two attacks, she began to look up to Ye Xiao, but she only thought that Ye Xiao was at most in the late stage of the transformation realm.

But now it seems that this person is probably as strong as he was before he was poisoned!

Did he really just happen to run into such a person?

"Get out!" Ye Xiao shouted, and threw Nangong out directly.

Nangong had no strength to resist at this time, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably, "bang!" and fell heavily to the ground.

After throwing Nangong out, Ye Xiao took a tissue from the table and wiped his hands calmly.

"Zhong Xiyu, what do you say now? Do you decide to do it yourself? Or do you want to let these rubbish under your command die one by one?"

Zhong Xiyu's Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed his saliva dryly. After a few seconds of silence, Zhong Xiyu raised his eyes and looked at Ye Xiao.

"Boy, I admit that you have some skills, but you have to think clearly about where this is?"

Speaking of this, Zhong Xiyu stretched out his hand and poked down fiercely, "This is Gangcheng, the sphere of influence of my Wujihui. I can call thousands of Wujihui disciples with one phone call. Do you dare to touch me?"

"Now I will give you a way to live. Kneel down and kowtow to apologize to the person you just beat, and I will let you walk out of Gangcheng alive. Otherwise, even if you are a dragon crossing the river, I will chop you into meat paste and make barbecued pork buns."

Zhong Xiyu is the son of the president of Wujihui after all. He has been domineering in Gangcheng for many years with his father's name. How can he easily give in? Moreover, he also knows how powerful the Wujihui behind him is.

Even if Ye Xiao can cripple Nangong, what's the matter?

He still doesn't believe that Ye Xiao can cripple all 1,000 disciples of Gangcheng Wujihui at the same time, so he chooses to confront Ye Xiao head-on, betting that Ye Xiao dare not act rashly against him.

Seeing Zhong Xiyu so tough, all his Wu Jihui disciples regained their spirits. They also believed that as long as Ye Xiao could not kill all of them today, he would definitely suffer bloody revenge from Wu Jihui.

Nangong, whose leg was broken by Ye Xiao, also glared at Ye Xiao with his teeth bared. Although he was not Ye Xiao's opponent, he was sure that Ye Xiao had no choice but to bow his head.

Even if Ye Xiao could escape from Gangcheng, as long as he was still in Longguo, Wu Jihui would never let him go.

Si Jinxiu sneered at Zhong Xiyu's words. This threat might be deterrent to other warriors without background, but it was useless to Ye Xiao.

Not to mention Ye Xiao's previous identity, the fact that he was now appointed as the president of Gangcheng Wu Jihui by the Beijing headquarters was enough to suppress Zhong Xiyu.

"Zhong Xiyu, I think you don't understand the situation! Have you ever seen the victorious party kowtow to the defeated party?" Ye Xiao said jokingly to Zhong Xiyu.

"How dare you!" Zhong Xiyu slapped the armrest again, his eyes wide open, "Boy, do you want to be an enemy of my 300,000 Wu Jihui disciples?"

"That's right, boy, if you don't want your family to die, do what Mr. Zhong said, otherwise you will become the public enemy of my 300,000 Wu Jihui disciples." A Wu Jihui disciple stood up and shouted at Ye Xiao.

"Kneel down and admit your mistakes!"

"Kneel down and admit your mistakes!"

The other ten or so Wu Jihui disciples also shouted at Ye Xiao fiercely, as if there were really 300,000 people behind them at this moment.

Ye Xiao shook his head and sneered, "Of course I dare not be an enemy of 300,000 disciples, but I can still deal with you garbage." As he saidYe Xiao stood up slowly.

Seeing Ye Xiao stand up, the Wu Jihui disciples in the box, who had just been killing people and Buddhas, instantly dissipated their momentum, and everyone was sweating as if facing a great enemy.

Shouting slogans to boost courage is one thing, but facing Ye Xiao, being honest and admitting defeat is another.

Zhong Xiyu was also a little guilty at this time, "Come on, cover me out!" After saying that, he hurriedly stood up from the chair, no longer caring about the high-profile image at the beginning.

Ye Xiao grinned.

"Still want to leave?"

"Can you get away?"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Xiao's figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared instantly.

"Stop him!" Zhong Xiyu naturally knew that Ye Xiao's main target was him, so he shouted while running towards the door of the box.

However, the Wu Jihui disciples he brought with him wanted to stop him, but who could stop him? Some disciples were slapped away by Ye Xiao as soon as they took a step. Even a human wall formed by several people was collapsed by Ye Xiao's charge.

Soon Ye Xiao appeared behind Zhong Xiyu. Zhong Xiyu wanted to resist, but his skills were like paper and clay in front of Ye Xiao. Not only did he not hurt Ye Xiao, but his hand was dislocated by Ye Xiao.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xiao grabbed Zhong Xiyu's neck with one hand and lifted him up from the ground like a chicken.

All the disciples of Wu Jihui were dumbfounded. Although some of them still had strength to spare, they dared not move again.

Xue Shengnan was also thrown aside at this time. She looked at Ye Xiao's back and her thoughts turned. Who is this person? Not only is he extremely powerful, but he also doesn't care about Zhong Xiyu's intimidation at all?

Why haven't I heard of such a person appearing in Gangcheng before?

Zhong Xiyu looked at Ye Xiao in front of him, suppressed the fear in his heart, and roared: "Boy, do you know what you are doing? Do you know what the price will be if you touch me, the future president of Gangcheng Wuji Association?"

"Oh! You are quite brave, it seems that you have not correctly realized your situation!" Ye Xiao smiled, and took a few steps forward in the next second. With a "bang", Zhong Xiyu's back of the head hit the wall firmly.

Although Ye Xiao only used 20% of his strength in this collision, a spider web cracked on the wall behind Zhong Xiyu's head.

"Tick-tock!" The back of Zhong Xiyu's head was immediately soaked with blood and dripped down.

He himself was also confused by the collision and almost fainted.