The Rebirth Of The Ancient Sword Sovereign

Hearing Lee Haoran's words, a commotion broke out in the crowd. Everyone looked at each other; no one dared to believe that Lee Haoran had the ability to do so.

At this moment, a woman wearing shabby clothes appeared. She had a pair of dull eyes and her entire body was dirty. She had a desperate aura around her.

"I beg benefactor, please save my Yingying." The woman knelt on the ground and prayed.

"Lord Benefactor, I beg of you, please save my beloved." Another woman knelt down.

"Benefactor, please extinguish the Feng Family. That family is made of lard. Loong, who was born in my family, was taken away to concoct pills."

One figure after another kneeled on the ground, and very quickly, over a hundred people kneeled down on the Taobao street, and every one of them told the story of how they were crippled by the Feng Family.

More people were ready to make their move, but none of them dared to.

Luo Bai clenched her fists as she listened to the details of these people. She couldn't imagine the world to be so dark.

A Feng Family that had done so many unforgivable things, actually remained unmoved.

"Why would the Shifang Sect allow this to happen?" Luo Bai asked the question in her heart.

Hearing Luo Bai's words, the entire Taobao Street quietened down. In the end, an old man said, "Why would those great figures of the Shifang Sect care about us lowly commoners?"

It was far more than just Shifang Sect. The entire Sky Dragon Continent, and even the entire Divine Realm, were all such rules.

How could the weak be worthy of pity?

"Brother Haoran, can you help?" Luo Bai asked.

If Lee Haoran didn't have any other way, she wouldn't open her mouth. To her, Lee Haoran was the most important.

"Feng Family will definitely destroy our sect today." A cold glint flashed across Lee Haoran's eyes. He turned around and left with Luo Bai.

"From today onwards, Feng Family will no longer exist." Lee Haoran's voice sounded on Taobao Street.

Hearing Lee Haoran's words, the people kneeling on the ground looked at each other and whispered among themselves.

"I wonder if benefactor can do it."

"Regardless of whether it is possible or not, benefactor will do this for us, and I, Ah Hu, cannot watch on. Even if I die, I will accompany benefactor. If I kill someone from Feng Family, I, Ah Hu, will not suffer a loss." A muscular man stood up and chased after Lee Haoran.

"Add me!" A few more figures appeared.

At the end, all the people stood up and chased after Lee Haoran. Even the observing crowd went there together.

Standing in the shadows, a young girl with a crescent-shaped mark on her forehead had a curious look in her eyes.

"..."

Feng Family.

A knock on the door sounded as a young man in tattered clothes knocked on the Feng Family door.

A gatekeeper hurriedly rushed into the Feng Family.

The news of Feng Buli's death instantly spread across the entire Feng Family.

"Damn it!" Who was it!? You actually dare to kill Li'er! I will make him suffer a fate worse than death! " Patriarch of Feng Family, Feng Xiong, was a mighty man; his power had already reached the ninth level of the Spiritual Practitioner.

Feng Buli was the only son of the Feng Family, and was doted upon by millions.

"Master, I want those lowly commoners who watched Li'er die to accompany him in death!" A well-dressed lady's eyes were filled with hatred.

This was the mother of Wind Inseparable, Zhong Lan.

"Not just those lowly commoners. Didn't Li'er like women? We'll send a few more women to accompany him, so that he won't be lonely down there. " Beside the woman, another richly dressed woman also nodded her head and said.

The others also agreed.

"Alright, then it's decided." Feng Xiong nodded his head and spoke. His eyes tightly clenched and revealed killing intent as he said: "Tell everyone in Feng Family to go out and inquire about the identity of the one who dared to kill Li'er. I want to break his four limbs, and let him personally see his family be humiliated in front of him, and let him live a life worse than death! "

"There's no need to look for me. I'm already here." At this moment, a calm voice sounded. Lee Haoran stood on the roof and looked at the people from Feng Family below.

Luo Bai stood silently beside him. Her black hair fell down from her limpid eyes.

Looking at Luo Bai, who was beside Lee Haoran, Feng Xiong was slightly shocked. He had never seen such a beautiful girl before.

"You're the one who killed my son!" Zhong Lan's resentful voice sounded. She stared at Lee Haoranand said, "My son is kind-hearted, why do you have the heart to kill him?"

"Kind heart?" Anger appeared in Luo Bai's eyes as she said, "Don't tell me you don't know about what happened to your son in the entire market. It was practically the death of the gods!"

"How can those lowly commoners compare to my son!" Zhong Lan looked at Luo Bai and said, "It is their fortune that my son favors them. They actually dare to resist. That is the most heinous crime!"

Luo Bai opened her mouth wide for a moment as she looked at Zhong Lan. She was completely unable to imagine what kind of logic this was.

"Master, these two are the main culprits. I want them to live a life worse than death. I want to capture that man and cut off his limbs. I want him to personally witness his woman die from the humiliation. Zhong Lan's voice was extremely cold.

"Like father, like son. Your parents are like this, so it's no wonder your son is in such a bad mood." A faint voice sounded.

Lee Haoran stared at Zhong Lan, while a sword wiggled in his eyes.

Zhong Lan's head felt a wave of dizziness before collapsing onto the ground, lifeless.

"What!" Seeing that Zhong Lan died just like that, the Wind Bear was shocked. He didn't see Lee Haoran make a move at all.

A grade-6 apothecary?

Lee Haoran suddenly raised his head. In his eyes, he saw an old man walking over from afar. The old man wore a white robe with a bottle and six leaves on it. He was a Tier 6 apothecary.

"Father, come back! You must uphold justice for my Feng Family!" Seeing the old man, the Wind Bear was immediately overjoyed.

The old man in front of him was the true pillar of his Feng Family, Feng Xing.

"What happened?" Feng Xing revealed a puzzled look. Due to the angle, he couldn't see Lee Haoran's figure.

"This time I'm here to send you all a portrait. In the future, if you see anything related to this person, stay away and don't offend him." Feng Xing said while handing a painting scroll over to Feng Xiong, and then opened the scroll.

"No, dad, listen to me …" The Wind Bear was about to say something, but upon seeing the scroll in Feng Xing's hand open, he couldn't let out any words that came out of his mouth for a while.

The boy in the painting was Lee Haoran .

"Goo." He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and his body started trembling.

A fourth rank alchemist, Spiritual Practitioner ninth level.. These few words blinded the eyes of the Wind Bear.