Chapter 1759: Break Your Face (2/2)

“Ignorant fool!” Yiheng was livid. He was still a duke in West Bank. Even s.h.i.+ Sou’s group had to be respectful towards him but now, a mortal dared to treat him with such contempt?

“Go, break his legs and drag him over here so I can crush his head.” Yiheng shouted at the disciples behind him.

“Little animal, you’re the one courting death for provoking our duke!” The disciples aggressively rolled up their sleeves, ready to cripple Li Qiye.

“Watch out!” Shen Xiaoshan and the others were horrified. Li Qiye was only a mortal. It didn’t matter how smart and knowledgeable he might be, he couldn’t resist cultivators at all.

Li Qiye didn’t bother to glance at them. He raised his right hand and the piece of bronze that was inside the cupboard suddenly flew over and latched onto his hand.

“Clank!” Suddenly, a bronze glove covered his palm. It spewed out a metallic s.h.i.+mmer that seems to be hiding three thousand worlds with an awe-inspiring divinity.

“Boom!” He casually swept forward with his right hand and instantly blown them flying while vomiting blood.

Li Qiye then stared at Yiheng and said: “I’ll give you a chance to attack.”

Yiheng became pale at the sight of this gloves but he had no other choice. He took out his sword and cried out: “Brat, die!”

A white slash rushed for Li Qiye. Li Qiye nonchalantly retaliated with a fist.

“Boom!” The sword crumbled while Yiheng was slammed to the ground with gus.h.i.+ng blood.

Li Qiye didn’t bother speaking. He punched Yifeng’s face and one could hear the sounds of bone breaking along with Yifeng’s miserable wails echoing in the shop.

His face was smashed to a pulp. If it wasn’t for Li Qiye sparing his life, even one hundred of him wouldn’t be alive right now.

This particular bronze glove had a power of the imperial level. Moreover, it had unlimited usage. Even a mortal could unleash the power of an emperor. However, only emperors could use it with one exception, the Dark Crow!

“Crack!” Li Qiye stomped on Yiheng’s broken face: “I do not wish to kill in this place so I’m sparing your dog life. Go back and tell your master, whoever they may be, to stay out of my way and don’t touch my women or I’ll ma.s.sacre your clans!”

Yiheng was a fish on the chopping board at this moment. It was too easy for Li Qiye to kill him.

“Right, you broke a bottle worth 50,000,000 Dao Sage Chaos Stones earlier. That’s on you.” Li Qiye said flatly before turning towards the shopkeeper: “West Bank Country owes you this. If they won’t pay, use force.”

In fact, even the shopkeeper was stunned to see the Imperial Clash on Li Qiye’s hand due to an eternal and mythical legend in his clan!

“Scram.” Li Qiye kicked Yifeng to the curb, no longer caring about this matter.

Yiheng didn’t even dare to fart at this moment. He and the disciples from West Bank kept their mouth shut and ran while p.i.s.sing their pants out of the shop.

Li Qiye then raised his hand towards Shen Xiaoshan. She took out a handkerchief for him while being very confused.

He wiped away the blood on his hand in a very meticulous manner as if he was fondling a lover. In the end, he sighed and said: “Emperors do not need this item while those that do can’t use it. Thus, it can only be left here for people to look at but so few could recognize its worth.”

Clanking noise resounded and the Imperial Clash fell down from his hand. It turned back into the piece of bronze and returned to the cupboard as if nothing has happened.