My wife who comes from a wealthy family Chapter 576 - 576 577 Kunlun's First Disciple

576: Chapter 577: Kunlun’s First Disciple 576: Chapter 577: Kunlun’s First Disciple The crowd was stunned!

“Damn, has this guy gone mad?”

“He actually dares to kill the city guards of West Emperor City!”

“The city guards belong to the three great imperial families, killing them is like slapping the faces of the imperial families!” At least thousands of spectators were watching, each displaying shocked expressions.

“Seize this fiend!” the dark-faced man bellowed angrily.

“Kill him!”

All the city guards made their move, all attacking Ye Wudao.

Bang!

Bang!

With a single swing of his blade, Ye Wudao reaped lives in swathes.

In an instant, all the city guards were tragically killed!

Not one survived!

“Gulp!” Thousands of spectators on the scene swallowed their saliva, attracting more and more people, with everyone on the street gathering outside the Treasure Pavilion.

“Damn, what the hell is happening?”

“Hundreds of city guards killed?”

“This has never happened before!”

Xin Jian was shocked by Ye Wudao’s ruthlessness.

He had called the city guards just to intimidate Ye Wudao, never expecting that Ye Wudao would really dare to kill!

Standing next to him, Butler Huang was trembling, his face turning purple, and said, “Miss, who, who exactly is your friend to dare kill even the city guards?”

Yun Zimo offered a bitter smile, “Heh, not just the city guards, I think he would even dare to kill the strongest forces of West Emperor City!”

“Uncle, you must kill him!” Xin Jian’s gaze turned to the dark-faced man.

“This criminal, utterly lawless!” The dark-faced man was furious, drawing the long spear from his waist and angrily said, “Kid, not only am I the Deputy Commander of the city guards, but I am also an elder of the Xin family.

I’m going to kill you!”

As he spoke, Xin Hall suddenly erupted with a powerful aura, evidently a seventh-grade Martial Emperor!

“This Xin Hall is the Deputy Commander of the city guards!”

“Heh, now this will be a good show!” The spectators around, all eager for a dramatic scene, exclaid.

“Kill!” Xin Hall attacked Ye Wudao with his spear, like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey.

Ye Wudao’s eyes showed disdain, and he swung his blade.

Boom!

The two forces collided, generating a huge noise.

“Ah!” Xin Hall scread, his spear breaking instantly, his body flying backward like a cannonball before crashing harshly to the ground, vomiting blood.

“Elder Xin Hall, how are you?” Xin Jian hurried to support him.

“Cough!” Xin Hall spat out blood, a penetrating wound appeared on his abdon, completely unable to heal; “Young master, I…

I won’t live much longer…”

As he spoke, Xin Hall’s neck slumped, and he died tragically!

The audience was horrified!

“Damn, Xin Hall was killed in an instant!”

“This is too exaggerated!”

“Who exactly is this young man?” Thousands of eyes turned to Ye Wudao, each filled with deep astonishnt.

Staring…

Xin Jian retreated in despair, looking around at the bodies of the city guards, his face showing deep fear; “Who, who exactly are you?”

Ye Wudao, pointing his blade at Xin Jian, said indifferently, “Are you scared?”

“Hmph, I am the eldest young master of the Xin imperial family.

My godfather is the lord of West Emperor City.

They will never let you go for this massacre!” Xin Jian, his eyes filled with anger, turned and left.

“Wait, did I say you could leave?” Ye Wudao’s eyes flashed coldly.

Xin Jian stiffened, his face showing nervousness; “What do you want to do?”

“Don’t you enjoy watching kill people?” Ye Wudao smiled, “What about killing you?”

Boom!

Xin Jian trembled, instinctively stepping back.

Just then, an elderly man in black approached, coldly saying, “Jian’er, what happened?”

Xin Jian looked up, seeing the old man as if seeing a savior, and imdiately clung to the old man’s leg, saying, “Master, save , please!”

“Jian’er, don’t panic, with your master here, no one dares to touch you!” The black-clothed old man said, looking at the bodies of the city guards on the ground, his gaze fixed intently on Ye Wudao; “You little beast, did you kill all these people?”

“And who are you, you old dog?” Ye Wudao retorted.

“Audacity!” The elderly man in black erupted with a terrifying aura, shockingly manifesting that of a near-peak Martial Emperor.

“I am the honored guest of the West Emperor—Sword Ghost, Zhou Ming!” The man in black declared.

Whoosh!

The scene was shocked!

“It’s Sword Ghost Zhou Ming!”

“This kid is dood!”

Yun Zimo’s face showed concern.

Ye Wudao had stirred up big trouble this ti.

“Little beast, I do not kill the naless.

State your na!” Zhou Ming said provocatively.

“Wudao…” Ninth Grade looked worried.

This old fellow’s strength was formidable, and even he would find it hard to cope with it.

“Hmph, Master, he is just a naless nobody.

If we kill him, we kill him!” Xin Jian said.

“Who dares to call my junior brother a naless nobody?” A domineering voice rang out.

Who?

Everyone turned their heads, only to see a young man in white approaching, a sword hanging at his waist and holding a wine gourd in his hand!

Ninth Grade Martial Emperor!” Zhou Ming’s eyes turned grave.

It wasn’t out of fear of this man’s strength but rather because this young man in white was too youthful!

He had huge backing!

“Third Senior Brother!” Ye Wudao saw the young man in white, his face lit with excitent; “Why are you here?”

“On a mission, just passing by West Emperor City!” Li Ruobai said with a smile; “By the way, little junior brother, are you alright?”

“Haha, I’m fine, just got called a naless nobody!” Ye Wudao said helplessly.

Naless nobody?

Li Ruobai’s face showed anger.

He then pulled out a purple Token from his body and handed it to Ye Wudao; “Little junior brother, this is your Token.

The Martial Saint Master asked to give it to you!”

“Martial Saint Master?” Ye Wudao said excitedly; “Has he also co?”

“No, Martial Saint Master sent to attend tonight’s auction!” Li Ruobai replied.

Ye Wudao felt a bit disappointed, but upon receiving the Token, his eyes revealed a joyful expression.

This Token was his own from Kunlun.

After he descended the mountain, the master confiscated it, saying he wasn’t allowed to use Kunlun’s na!

Now that it was returned to him, it ant that he had now earned the approval of his masters!

From now on, he could bear the banner of Kunlun and traverse the world!

“Hey, see if I’m a naless nobody?” Ye Wudao tossed his Token to Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming caught it with one hand, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

The front of the Token starkly bore the words “Kunlun.”

Trembling, Zhou Ming flipped to the back, which was engraved with the words “First Disciple!”

Boom!

Zhou Ming was struck as if by lightning, his Adam’s apple moving as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, respectfully handing the Token back to Ye Wudao; “I apologize, this matter has nothing to do with Zhou!”

Ye Wudao took the Token, his expression indifferent.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Ming turned and retreated!

The entire audience was astounded!

“Holy shit, what’s this situation?”

“Sword Ghost Zhou Ming actually retreated without a fight?”

“Master, you, what, what is going on here?” Xin Jian was stunned, quickly grabbing Zhou Ming’s hand; “Kill him, avenge !”

“You fool, do you want to get killed?

Do you know who he is?”

“I am Xin Royal Family’s eldest young master, a godson of the West Emperor.

Is his status more noble than mine?” Xin Jian said arrogantly.

Slap!

Zhou Ming slapped Xin Jian across the face, scolding furiously; “Pah!

You Xin Jian dare to speak of nobility in front of him?

He is a True Disciple of Kunlun!”

Boom!

True Disciple of Kunlun!

Xin Jian was struck as if by lightning.

Zhou Ming’s next words left him in despair; “Being a True Disciple is fearso enough, and he is the First Disciple of Kunlun!

Do you understand the golden value of being First Disciple of Kunlun?

Among all the geniuses, he ranks first, an unparalleled freak.

You, the eldest young master of the Xin Royal Family, the godson of the West Emperor, are you even worth ntioning?!

From now on, don’t say I’m your master, I don’t fucking know you!”

With a thud, Xin Jian was struck as if by lightning and fell to his knees before Ye Wudao, begging; “I’m sorry, I was blind and didn’t recognize Mount Tai, please spare my life!”