Chapter 95: A Sword Slices the Spirit

Ye Wuxiu clearly understood that the current young man in front of him had terrifying potential. However, compared to the Ye Clan and those young members of other super strong clans, Chen Feng didn't have any advantages.

Potential?

There were plenty of young people with potential; the Ye Clan couldn't afford to wait for Chen Feng to grow.

"Why do you want to take Ye Qingqing back now? Why didn't you do it earlier?"

Chen Feng asked coldly.

"Sorry, this is my Ye Clan's secret, I..."

Boom.

Chen Feng stomped on Ye Wuxiu's chest.

Spit.

Ye Wuxiu vomited blood, and two chest bones immediately broke.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have undoubtedly died.

But Ye Wuxiu was not an ordinary person. This merely caused him injury, not death.

"Don't tell me all that crap. You either answer me or you die."

Chen Feng's eyes were cold, murderous intent arising.

Ye Wuxiu's face changed slightly. This young man wasn't playing by the rules.

"I... I..."