466: Chapter 466 Hundred Soul Banner

Just then, a group of people walked out from behind the curtain at the main seat.

Leading them was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a dark purple brocade robe with narrow, elongated eyes. His aura was stronger than anyone else present; he was none other than the Head of the Peng Family, at the Condensing Essence Seventh Level Peak, Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli.

Behind him followed seven or eight people, both old and young. Their auras were not weak; the weakest among them were at the Ningyuan Third Stage, while the stronger ones were at the Fourth Level of Yuan Condensation.

There was also an old man in a black robe whose aura was more obscure than the others. He stood half a step behind and to the side of the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, his gaze cold and sinister. He must be the Ningyuan Fifth Stage Grand Elder, Peng Hai.

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, walked out, initially somewhat surprised as to who was so blind as to dare come to the Peng Family to cause trouble.

But when he saw that Ye Tian was just a callow youth, his surprise immediately turned into condescending indifference.

He walked to the main seat and sat down, while the black-robed old man, Peng Hai, stood silently beside his chair.

The others stood in rows on both sides.

"Heh, I was wondering who had such great ability, daring to barge into my Peng Family and injure so many of my people."

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, spoke, his voice tinged with a mocking, insincere smile as he stared at Ye Tian: "So it turns out to be that Genius young master of the Ye Family.

I heard you left two years ago, is this... you returning after having completed your Cultivation?"

Ye Tian ignored his remark, his gaze fixed directly on the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, as he got straight to the point: "Release the people.

Return the businesses of my Ye Family and the Chen Family, completely intact.

Then, your Peng Family must immediately get out of Luo City."

Once these words were spoken, the great hall fell silent for a moment.

Ye Qingtian and Chen Xuan both gasped, their hearts instantly jumping into their throats.

The people on the side of the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, were stunned for a moment, then faces filled with expressions of absurdity, as if looking at a fool.

"Haha! Hahaha!"

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, was stunned for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed, his eyes turning very cold: "Good, very good!

Truly a newborn calf that is not afraid of the tiger, your tone is boundless!

You want my Peng Family to get out of Luo City?

Just by relying on you?"

He stopped laughing, his face sinking, and he waved his hand: "You ignorant wretch who doesn't know the height of the sky or the depth of the earth!

It seems you learned some third-rate skills outside and now don't know your own worth.

Take him down!

Break his limbs, cripple his Cultivation, and throw him out to feed the dogs!"

"Father! Wait!"

Just as the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, finished speaking, a young man in fine clothes, with a slicked-back greasy face and blue eye bags, jumped out from beside him. It was his son, Peng Xiaofei.

Peng Xiaofei's eyes roamed over Ye Tian with ill intent, then he looked at Ye Qingtian and Chen Xuan, chuckling: "This brat is Ye Tian?

He looks just like an ordinary piece of trash.

Ye Ruyi and Chen Xue, how did they ever fall for such a callow youth?!

They might as well have followed this young master, then, hehe..."

As he said this, his face bore a lewd, evil smile.

Just as he was becoming more and more excited, Ye Tian, standing at the entrance, felt his eyes suddenly turn cold. He suddenly raised his left hand and swung it through the air towards Peng Xiaofei's direction.

"Slap!!!"

The lewd smile on Peng Xiaofei's face instantly froze, and his whole body was like a spinning top that had been struck, spinning half a circle on the spot before thumping onto the ground!

The left side of his face immediately swelled up, bulging high, with a five-fingered print on it.

He was stunned by the blow, lying on the ground, his ears buzzing, stars dancing before his eyes, and several teeth mixed with blood fell out of his mouth.

"Ah! My teeth! Who? Who hit me?!"

Peng Xiaofei clutched his face, screaming like a slaughtered pig, both shocked and angry.

Everyone in the great hall was stunned.

Including the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli.

They hadn't even seen how Ye Tian had made his move!

They only saw him raise his hand, and from at least four or five zhang away, Peng Xiaofei had been dealt a heavy slap!

Ye Qingtian and Chen Xuan also watched, dumbfounded, with stormy waves rising in their hearts.

Ye Tian, this... what kind of technique is this?

"Fei'er!"

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, was shocked and angry, abruptly standing up from his chair, his gaze towards Ye Tian finally changing.

Injuring someone from a distance, this is not a technique that someone in the Ningyuan Realm can easily achieve!

Could this brat have cultivated some evil Cultivation Technique?

With his knowledge, he naturally did not understand what kind of Cultivation the Huahai Realm was, only thinking that Ye Tian had practiced some strange, unknown Cultivation Technique, which was why he could injure people from a distance.

"What are you still standing there for?! Attack! Kill or alive, it doesn't matter!"

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, roared sharply.

"Brat, you are arrogant!"

"Die!"

Behind the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, besides the black-robed old man Peng Hai, the other seven or eight Elders and Guest Elders at the Third or Fourth Level of Yuan Condensation had long been unable to restrain themselves. Seeing the Head of the Family give the order, they all roared and rushed out.

Flashes of blades and swords, fists and palm forces, all bombarded towards Ye Tian at the entrance!

With these people attacking together, the momentum was quite astonishing.

Watching this made Ye Qingtian and Chen Xuan's hearts jump, and they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Ye Tian.

Ye Tian watched these storm-like attacks, merely snorted coldly, raised his right foot, and stomped on the ground.

"Thump!"

A circle of grey-purple lightning instantly spread out along the ground!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Ah!"

Those Peng Family experts who had rushed halfway were, without exception, all struck by this circle of lightning.

They were seen screaming as they were sent flying backward, knocking over tables, chairs, vases, and screens in the great hall, landing everywhere. Everyone was injured, vomiting blood incessantly, instantly losing their combat effectiveness.

A few with weaker Cultivation even passed out directly.

With just one stomp!

Seven or eight experts at the Ningyuan Realm Third or Fourth Stage were all lying down!

And Ye Qingtian and Chen Xuan, who had originally been full of worry, were now completely dumbfounded, their mouths open wide enough to fit an egg.

This... is this the Ye Tian they knew?

This is simply too strong to be human!

When the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, saw this scene, his pupils instantly constricted.

The black-robed old man beside him, Peng Hai, also revealed a look of horror.

"You... what exactly is your Cultivation?!"

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, said with a dry voice, staring fixedly at Ye Tian.

He finally confirmed that the young man in front of him was absolutely not in the Ningyuan Realm!

This kind of crushing strength must be at least the True Martial Realm!

Ye Tian did not answer him, just said indifferently: "The conditions I stated just now remain unchanged.

Release the people, return the businesses, and get out of Luo City.

This is the last time."

Facing Ye Tian's dominance, the face of the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, turned pale and white for a moment, his heart full of shock and anger.

Such a young True Martial Realm expert!

How is this possible?!

Could he be a Core Disciple cultivated by some large Sect or major power?

But isn't the Ye Family just a small Family in Luo City?

But the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, was used to running rampant in Luo City. With so many subordinates present, and his own son beaten, if he were to just admit defeat now, how could he continue to survive in the future?

Thinking of this, a ruthless look appeared in his eyes again.

"Brat, I admit I underestimated you."

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, said in a cold voice, slowly walking down from the main seat, step by step towards Ye Tian, his aura of the Condensing Essence Seventh Level Peak beginning to be released.

This pressure made Ye Qingtian, Chen Xuan, and the others start to feel nervous again.

Although Ye Tian's performance just now was astonishing, they knew the strength of the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, all too well.

They really did not believe that Ye Tian was a match for the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli!

"But do you think that with just this little ability, you can run wild in my Peng Family and force me, the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, to bow my head?"

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, walked to the center of the great hall, confronting Ye Tian from a distance of two zhang. With a flip of his wrist, a small, pitch-black flag appeared in his hand.

As soon as this flag appeared, everyone seemed to hear the sound of ghosts crying in the wind, and a cold, sinister aura radiated out.

"Since you want to die, I will let you taste the flavor of this Hundred Soul Banner!"

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, sneered, his internal True Yuan madly pouring into the small black flag.

The small flag instantly transformed into a black banner a zhang long, which he grasped in his hand.

The surface of the banner immediately emitted sounds of wailing, and black ghost Qi surged out from the banner, instantly enveloping the entire body of the Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli.

"Little beast,"

The Head of the Peng Family, Peng Wanli, waved the Hundred Soul Banner, pointing it at Ye Tian, his face full of killing intent and ferocity: "This old man will definitely use your soul to sacrifice to the banner today!"