Unrivaled Martial God

1That filled with energy voice came from above the sky. At this moment, two figures suddenly descended! Ji Lei looked at the two figures. These were two middle-aged men, whom Ji Lei had never seen before. However, everyone in Northern Cold could not be more familiar with them! The two of them were the rulers of the entire Northern Cold, the Li Family's Patriarch Lee Wuheng, and the Xiao Family's Patriarch Xiao Juezhong.    3

    

The two figures slowly descended and stood together, releasing a majestic aura in an instant! The aura of the entire world trembled under the pressure of the peak Martial King!    

    

These were two peak level Martial King s!    

    

"Two Martial King s …?" The man in the white cloak revealed a slightly puzzled expression as he scanned his surroundings. Then, he looked at Lee Wuheng and Xiao Juezhong, who had suddenly appeared.    

    

Lee Wuheng's gaze landed on the crippled Lee Wudao. His eyes suddenly surged with boundless rage. He looked at Ji Lei's face and wished that he could tear Lee Wudao to shreds!    

    

"You are the one who hurt me? "Little bastard, come here!" Without saying a word, Lee Wuheng directly used his spirit energy to suck Ji Lei over. Ji Lei's Martial Spirit Stage was naturally unable to block Lee Wuheng's strength, but just as Ji Lei's feet were about to leave the ground, another strand of spirit energy suddenly appeared, directly blocking Lee Wuheng's spirit energy!    

    

"Who?!" Lee Wuheng was furious when he saw that his spiritual energy was blocked. He turned his head to look in the direction of the other spiritual energy, but it was the white-cloaked man who helped Ji Lei at the critical moment. Then, that person slowly stepped forward and walked in front of Ji Lei.    

    

"This person is not someone you can touch." The white-cloaked person's voice sounded indifferent at this moment, but Lee Wuheng naturally wouldn't listen to him. Seeing that his attack was blocked, he once again opened up his palm and smacked towards the distance.    

    

"Swish!" When the strong wind of Spiritual Qi arrived, if an ordinary person were to be hit by this Spiritual Qi, they would instantly turn into a spray of blood. However, the white-cloaked person indifferently raised his palm and placed it in front of his body.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Bang! However, Lee Wuheng's palm did not hit the white-cloaked person's body. When there was still a foot of distance between them, the Spiritual Qi palm print was blocked.    

    

"What?" Lee Wuheng couldn't believe that his palm could be blocked so easily. From the looks of it, this person should be fairly young, how could he have the strength to fight against the Martial King at such a young age? And the most important thing was, Lee Wuheng was no ordinary Martial King! He was a strong existence that had reached the peak of Martial King, just a step away from reaching the Martial Emperor Realm! Even if it was just a casual palm strike, it shouldn't be that simple!    

    

"You still have some strength, and you also seem to be a young genius. I don't want you to die an ugly death. If you stop, then naturally, I won't argue with you." Lee Wuheng thought that if they really started fighting, it wouldn't be that easy for him to win, so he tried to use Huai Rou to dissuade the white-cloaked person. However, those words sounded like Lee Wuheng was farting.    

    

"You, the Li family's father and son, are really the same. Even your way of speaking is so similar." A mocking smile came out of his mouth. Hearing that, Lee Wuheng suddenly frowned. He looked at the man in white and said with a savage voice, "Are you refusing?"    

    

"Yes, I refuse."    

    

The white-cloaked person's reply was extremely straightforward, causing Ji Lei to not understand why this person was willing to protect himself, or even to the point of offending a colossus like the Li family, no matter the cost.    

    

"Then it seems that you are very untactful …" Lee Wuheng's tone suddenly became mysterious. After that, he exchanged glances with Xiao Juezhong beside him and saw a trace of killing intent in each other's eyes.    

    

Since he could not persuade her to return, then he might as well kill her! They have two peak Martial King s, why would they be afraid of a brat's younger generation?    

    

"Since you are so untactful, it seems that I can only hack you into eight pieces. You will pay the price of blood for your stubbornness!" Xiao Juezhong's tone was fiendish. From what he knew, Ji Lei was the killer that killed his precious son. How could Xiao Juezhong take it lying down when the killer was standing right in front of him? Today, no one could stop him from killing Ji Lei!    

    

"I will kill this kid with my own hands!"    

    

Xiao Juezhong waved his hand, and boundless amounts of spiritual energy like the stars gushed out in an instant. With the peak of Martial King's power, the spiritual energy was even more endless! It was like the sea!    

    

Under the white cloak, the mouth slowly curled up. Two against one? A battle maniac like him, how could he be afraid?    

    

"Die!"    

    

Xiao Juezhong was the first to rush up and threw a punch filled with rich spiritual energy towards the face of the man in the white cloak! He turned to the side slightly and dodged the punch very agilely. However, Xiao Juezhong was, after all, at the peak of Martial King, and in the blink of an eye, had already reacted. After his punch landed on empty air, he formed a fist with his other hand and punched towards the white cloaked man's lower abdomen!    

    

"Vajra Armor!"    

    

"Bam!" Xiao Juezhong originally thought that this punch would be able to make the white-cloaked man vomit blood, but in an instant, the white-cloaked man's body suddenly condensed into a set of spiritual energy armor. When Xiao Juezhong's fist landed, the spiritual energy on it was mysteriously removed by this strange armor!    

    

"Clang!"    

    

The sound of a broken gong could be heard. A relatively small bronze plate fell off from the white cloaked man's body. Perhaps it was due to the strong wind, but it was hidden in his pocket and fell off unsteadily. The white-cloaked man was clearly surprised, but he did not panic. With a kick, the bronze plate returned to his hand, but the words engraved on it were seen by Xiao Juezhong who was just inches away from him.    

    

Xiao Juezhong's expression suddenly froze when he saw that word. He didn't dare to believe it, but his attack posture had already stopped. Seeing that, Lee Wuheng couldn't help but feel puzzled and anxious. He hurriedly looked at Xiao Juezhong, "Brother Xiao?"    

    

"Shut up!" What came after Lee Wuheng's question was Xiao Juezhong's extremely impatient response. Xiao Juezhong's expression suddenly became hesitant when facing the white cloaked person, and looking at the face that was blocked, he tried asking: "You …. Is it someone from the Luo Family? "