"Uncle, are we heading directly back to the clan now?"

Deep in the earth's layers, Slaga asked Hadi who was beside him.

"Do you want to go out and cause trouble for me?"

Hadi looked impatient, his face slightly angry.

As they traveled through the layers, Hadi's expression suddenly changed drastically, and Slaga too, showed a horrified look.

They suddenly looked up, only to see thick Thunder bolts descending straight from the soil, blue and purple light filled their eyes.

"What?"

Both looked horrified, their eyes opened wide.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous noise, the whole earth shuddered for a moment.

"Bang!"

A loud explosive sound came from the surface, and two figures shot out from it in utter embarrassment.

Hadi, carrying Slaga, stood together in the sky, his gaze surprising and fixed on Ye Qingfeng, standing dozens of feet ahead of them.

"You actually followed us here?"

Hadi was extremely shocked; he never expected Ye Qingfeng to openly cross the border into Russia in pursuit.

He slightly raised his palm, his right hand intermittently showing a scorched color, even with his bodily strength, the stinging pain was very clear.

Just now, underground, he gathered energy into his palm to hardily confront the blue-purple Thunder, but ended up like this.

Ye Qingfeng stood proudly in the sky, without glancing at Hadi, his gaze locked on the terrified Slaga.

"You created chaos and killed in Huaxia, now you want to flee back to Russia for safety? Where in the world is such a convenient thing?"

"I, Ye Jiujie, will take your life, to avenge the innocent spirits of Huaxia!"

"It's really you, Ye Jiujie!"

Hearing Ye Qingfeng's words, Hadi was not very surprised.

His expression sank slightly, speaking with some gravity.

Ye Qingfeng chased straight from the Huaxia border; he couldn't understand how Ye Qingfeng knew their exact location.

They had penetrated deep underground, shielded by the earth, even the most advanced radar may not be able to detect them.

Ye Qingfeng not only crossed Russia's border defense but also accurately tracked their whereabouts, with one strike penetrating the surface, forcing them out; he couldn't comprehend this at all.

"I didn't expect the Dark Race Wolfman clan also knows of my name. Since you know it's me, then hand over that beast beside you!"

Ye Qingfeng's gaze was indifferent, finally turning to Hadi.

As part of the Dark Race Wolfman clan, Hadi's power was more than twice that of Slaga; he realized this fellow might be one of the top figures among the Dark Race Wolfman clan.

"Beast?" Hadi's eyes showed a hint of anger, "Ye Jiujie, you are one of the strongest among Human Martial Artists, I have some respect for you, but don't be too arrogant!"

Ye Qingfeng was indifferent: "Arrogant? Sorry, I've always been this arrogant. I hope to meet someone who can make me 'humble', but unfortunately, you're not qualified!"

He pointed a finger at Slaga, coldly saying: "The one I want to kill is him; others, step aside, otherwise..."

"I'll kill you too!"

Hadi's gaze tightened; Slaga shouted in anger: "Ye Jiujie, don't be too rampant, this is Russia, the elders of our Dark Race Wolfman clan are all within the country, this is my uncle Hadi, ranked sixth among the Dark Race Wolfman clan. You think you can kill him?"

In Slaga's mind, Hadi was a supremely formidable existence, even facing those few old fellows in Saint Peter City, he could compete with one of them, far more powerful than him.

Hadi's eyes were gloomy; Ye Qingfeng spoke rudely, not only wanting to kill Slaga but if he intervened, he'd have to be slain too. How arrogant was this?

He's lived nearly two hundred years, seen many Human Martial Artists, Ye Qingfeng is definitely the youngest with War Emperor Cultivation, also the most arrogant.

"Ye Jiujie, Slaga secretly went to Huaxia; it was his fault. Our Dark Race Wolfman clan will punish him, as a reconciliation to you, how about it?"

His gaze paused a moment, Hadi suppressed his inner anger, Ye Qingfeng's ground-shattering strike made him feel apprehensive, he didn't truly want to face Ye Qingfeng.

"Punishment? Reconciliation?"

Ye Qingfeng suddenly threw back his head and laughed wildly, his laughter echoed in all directions, causing the ice and snow beneath Huaxia to collapse entirely.

"I see you're living in confusion; this beast slaughtered innocent people in Huaxia, dozens died at his hands, my uncle nearly died by him, and you speak of reconciliation?"

He stomped his foot and shot up.

"His life, I, Ye Jiujie, will take it. Whoever blocks me, dies!"

Hadi's gaze tightened, unable to bother with his shock and anger, Ye Qingfeng's fist had already come crashing, carrying immense Spiritual Power, making him extremely terrified.

He twisted himself, blocking in front of Slaga, his figure suddenly expanded, revealing the werewolf form.

Hadi transformed into the wolf form, his body larger than Slaga's, and his massive black claw slapped towards Ye Qingfeng's fist.

The fist and claw collided together, Hadi's face changed, retreating repeatedly, his eyes full of astonishment.

Ye Qingfeng also stepped back, but his figure flickered, charging again, this time his target was not Hadi, but Slaga behind Hadi.

He stepped on the void, his foot moved, lightning glided through the air, and he had surpassed Hadi, reaching Slaga.

"In my hands, no one escapes!"

Ye Qingfeng spoke coldly, transforming his fist into a palm, the palm wrapped in vibrant flames, and in Slaga's shocked gaze, imprinted on his chest.

"Puh-wah!"

Slaga immediately spewed blood wildly, his chest showing a scorched color, hidden flames erupted from his back, fire tongues scattered.

"Slaga!"

Hadi's eyes looked cracked, cried out in loss.

Since his elder brother and sister-in-law died, Slaga had been raised by him personally, he could be half a father to Slaga, now seeing Slaga heavily injured by Ye Qingfeng's palm, he instantly erupted in rage.

Ye Qingfeng was merely a yard behind him, and he attacked furiously, wolf claw swinging through the air, Dark Race Wolfman power inside him exploded, turning into a bloody energy, enveloping steel claws.

Ye Qingfeng felt a strong wind sweeping over, blocking it with his single arm.

"Bang!"

This force was extremely terrifying, like Mountain Buzhou collapsing, Ye Qingfeng's arm trembled slightly, being struck to shift sideways several steps, Hadi took advantage of the gap, swooped down and grabbed Slaga.

Slaga's mouth poured blood wildly, his chest caved in, scorched marks everywhere, faintly showing a palm shape, as for Slaga himself, he could no longer speak, just pointed at Ye Qingfeng, full of terror and unwillingness.

"Ye Jiujie!"

Feeling the severity of Slaga's internal injuries, Hadi was ablaze with anger, his blood-red eyes glaring at Ye Qingfeng, each word squeezed from between his teeth.

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