After hearing Ye Feng say that they had known each other before, Huan Yong stared at Ye Feng carefully. Suddenly, his eyes widened with a look of fear on his face. Ye Feng thought he recognized him.
"How did you recognize me? Do you remember who I am?"
"You are the guy who injured the two Wang brothers. It's you, good boy. You dare to sit here and drink and eat with my junior sister. You are so bold."
Ye Feng shook his head. This Huan Yong was really an idiot. He was a disciple of the Huanwu Demon Sect, but he couldn't even see through the illusion. He was far worse than Huan Ji.
At this time, a deafening sound of motors was heard outside the glass window. Several magic crystal cars stopped outside the hotel with harsh brake sounds, and dozens of strong demon men jumped out of the cars.
The leading demon was a one-eyed man with an eye patch on his face. He had a domineering look on his face and held a big hammer in his hand.
Several big demons seemed to be in awe of the One-Eyed Dragon and quickly opened the door of the hotel for him. The One-Eyed Dragon walked over with a swagger, holding a big hammer.
Seeing the surprised look on the face of One-Eyed Dragon Huanyong, he quickly smiled and greeted him: "Brother Wang Meng, why are you here?"
The One-eyed Dragon King looked at Huan Yong with contempt, and did not look at Huan Yong. Instead, he walked straight to Huan Ji, with an evil smile on his face, and gently placed the big hammer at his feet.
Ye Feng glanced at the big hammer and was secretly surprised.
That was not an ordinary hammer, it was a solid thousand-year-old black iron hammer with all kinds of runes and spells carved on the hammer head. It was a powerful magic weapon.
Huan Ji looked at the one-eyed dragon with disgust, and her face seemed a little nervous.
"Huan Ji, hand over the man who injured my cousin."
Huan Ji sneered: "It's none of my business. It wasn't me who hurt your cousin."
“Hehe, our Wang family is in Nangu City, no one dares to mess with us. Do you still want to come to Nangu City in the future? If this matter is over, no matter where you go, our Wang family will not let you go.”
Huan Ji sneered: "What a big mouth, we, the Huanwu Demon Sect, are not to be trifled with."
Huan Yong quickly interrupted and said, "Junior sister, how can you talk to Brother Wang Meng like that? You should be more polite. Brother Wang Meng, our Master Huan Zun and Master Wang Dayi are good friends..."
"Shut up, you have no right to speak here. We are here for Huan Ji, so don't speak."
Huan Yong looked ashen. He didn't expect Wang Meng to give him no face at all.
Wang Meng sneered and said, "Huan Ji, I'll give you another chance."
At this time, a big man recognized Ye Feng, his face changed, and he quickly leaned over to Wang Meng's ear and said, "Brother Wang Meng, that man is the one who injured the two young masters. I was at the scene at the time, and it was him."
Wang Meng glared at Ye Feng fiercely with one eye, and the muscles on his face twitched.
"It was you, the one who injured my cousin?"
Ye Feng was drinking tea and smiled nonchalantly, "Yeah, is there any problem?"
Wang Meng was so angry that he almost jumped up: "Boy, you don't know who I am, haven't you heard of the Wang family in Nangu City?"
Ye Feng shook his head calmly: "No, I have only heard of the four great lords, and no one with the surname Wang."
Wang Meng was so angry that he laughed: "Good boy, you really found it without any effort after searching for a long time. I led people to look for you all over the city, and it turned out that you were right under my nose. I thought you ran away and hid, but it turns out you are here."
Wang Meng looked at Huan Ji coldly: "Huan Ji, you said it was none of your business. You and this kid are in cahoots. You beat up my cousin and ate here. You were caught red-handed. You have nothing to say, right?"
"Wang Meng, I'm eating here. It's none of your business who I eat with."
Wang Meng immediately picked up his big iron hammer, waved it with a cold sound, and smashed it down at Ye Feng.
"I'll smash this pretty boy to death first, and then I'll settle the score with you."
"Bah, if you have the guts, smash him to death. Let me see how you smash him to death."
When Wang Meng swung the sledgehammer, Huan Ji and Huan Yong knew that Wang Meng's sledgehammer was incredibly powerful, so they quickly jumped to the side. Huan Ji knew Ye Feng's abilities and didn't care at all.
Wang Meng's big iron hammer carried a chill and a strong murderous aura, which were all the auras emanating from magic weapons. Before the hammer fell, waves of murderous aura had already enveloped Ye Feng.
Ye Feng still sat there with a smile, ignoring the ferocious hammer and not taking it seriously at all.
Huan Ji's face changed. She thought Ye Feng would dodge, but she didn't expect Ye Feng to take it seriously at all and didn't dodge at all.
She quickly reminded him, "That's the Devil Star Hammer, a magic weapon used by the Devil Emperor. Even a Demon Lord with the seventh level of magic power can't withstand a single blow from it. You better be careful."
Wang Meng was very arrogant. His cultivation was only at the sixth level of magic power, but with the addition of the black iron magic star hammer, his strength was almost close to the seventh level of magic power and the level of a demon lord. No wonder Huan Yong did not dare to show any dissatisfaction when he saw Wang Meng being so humble and being ignored.
Wang Meng couldn't help but grin grimly. His Magic Star Hammer was a powerful magic weapon, a weapon that was said to have been used by the ancient Demon Emperor.
This magic weapon will emit a certain aura. Once the opponent is enveloped by this aura, there is no way to escape.
A faint green light burst out from Wang Mengdi's single eye. It was a manifestation of the double attack force generated by the interaction between the Magic Star Hammer and the demonic energy in his body.
"Go to hell, kid."
Boom! The chair where Ye Feng had just sat was smashed into pieces. Even the marble floor was smashed into pieces, with gravel flying everywhere. A basin-sized hole was smashed into the ground.
Wang Meng smashed down with a hammer, and everyone thought there would be a scene of blood and flesh splattering, but unexpectedly it only smashed the wooden chair and the floor, and Ye Feng stood in front of Wang Meng like a ghost.
Ye Feng sneered: "Boy, the hammer is good, but unfortunately, your eyesight is too poor. You can't see things clearly and smash them randomly. I'm clearly standing here, but you, a blind man, smashed the chair."
Ye Feng's words were like thousands of steel needles piercing Wang Meng's heart. Wang Meng hated it most when others pointed out his pain and ridiculed his blind eye. If anyone dared to say that he was blind, he would fight with that person.
In the ancient city of Nan, no one dared to laugh at Wang Meng for being a one-eyed man. Anyone who dared to laugh at him would not survive past midnight.
Wang Meng gnashed his teeth in hatred and screamed, "Boy, if you dare to say I'm blind, I want you to die."
Boom, another hammer came smashing over, and Ye Feng moved lightly to another place. The ground where Ye Feng was standing just now was smashed into pieces again, leaving a basin-sized dent.
Looking at the dent, Ye Feng was a little frightened. It showed how powerful the Black Iron Demon Star Hammer was. If someone was hit by it, his bones would be broken and he would die immediately.
Ye Feng continued to laugh, "You stinky blind man, you are obviously blind, but you smash things randomly and dare not let anyone say anything, you stinky blind man, one-eyed dragon."