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Mu Gaoyang returned to the sect and sat in the middle of the hall with a pig-headed face and red anger in his eyes.

When the surrounding elders and disciples smelled Mu Gaoyang's scent, as well as Mu Gaoyang's pig-headed face, all of their faces turned red and they almost laughed out loud.

"All of you, go and find him! Capture that little bastard alive and bring him back to me! I want to tear him into ten thousand pieces!"

Mu Gaoyang recalled the scene of being beaten up by Ye Xiaofan and killing intent filled his heart. He couldn't help but want to kill Ye Xiaofan right now.

However, with just his own strength, how could he kill Ye Xiaofan? If he met Ye Xiaofan, he would probably get beaten up again.

The Slaughter Sect elders knew that Mu Qinglou had returned, so how could they dare to not listen to Mu Gaoyang's words. Their father was the Sect Leader, and now that the Sect Leader had returned, they naturally had to obediently carry out his orders.

The people in the hall left one after another, crossing the city like locusts. They searched every inch of the city and were sure to find Ye Xiaofan.

After leaving the tavern, Ye Xiaofan hadn't even walked a few steps when he saw a group of Slaughter Sect disciples aggressively approaching him.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant, offending our Slaughter Sect, and still dare to brazenly stroll around the streets!"

"Little bastard, come with us! In front of so many people, even if your strength is unparalleled, you still won't be able to escape!"

"To tell you the truth, the head of the sect has already returned. If you dare to run, then when the head personally takes action, you will face the fate of dismembering into ten thousand pieces!"

The few Slaughter Sect elders and dozens of disciples all sneered as they crossed their arms, looking at Ye Xiaofan and Su Sheng in ridicule, as if they were determined to win.

"Big brother!"

Su Sheng's brows tightly knitted together with a grave expression in his eyes. Out of these Slaughter Sect elders, four of them were at the sixth level of Incarnation.

"Look, aren't those the Slaughter Sect's elders? Why did they bring their people out personally? Could it be that something big is happening?"

"No, from the looks of it, the people from Slaughter Sect are capturing the little child and the young man."

"His Slaughter Sect is as powerful as the heavens, yet there is actually someone who committed crimes without sparing his life. They really think their lives are too long, tsk tsk."

"I'll bet those two people will definitely be chopped into pieces by the Slaughter Sect later."

The surrounding bystanders all looked over curiously when they saw the aggressive Slaughter Sect. When they saw Ye Xiaofan standing in front of the Slaughter Sect crowd, they all showed pity in their eyes.

"All day long, you little bastards. Did you guys, Old Bald Moron, eat sh * t? Your mouth stinks like that?"

Ye Xiaofan said as he looked at the person in front of him indifferently.

"You dare to insult our Slaughter Sect elders, little bastard, you're courting death!"

One of the disciples looked angry. With a big blade in hand, he strode forward and slashed horizontally at Ye Xiaofan.

"Kacha …"

Ye Xiaofan did not even look at it. His little arm directly smashed the big blade into several pieces. Then, he jumped up and threw a slap onto the disciple's face.

"Pa …" "Boom!

The sound of his ear hitting his cheek rang out, and the disciple's figure flew out with a swoosh, smashing the several meter thick wall of the street into pieces.

"Clap clap …"

Then, Ye Xiaofan turned into a cool breeze, his two small hands started dancing non-stop, his figure shuttling through the crowd, all of the Slaughter Sect disciples had bloated up faces, and his body was like a cannonball as he broke through one wall after another.

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