"What did you say???"

Lu Xingdong clutched his bleeding arm, writhing in pain, but Ye Feng's outrageously arrogant words enraged him, his eyes bloodshot and almost bursting. He laughed in fury, a hoarse, piercing laugh, "Kid, do you know who I am? You dare threaten me like that???"

Lin Zhixia's body trembled violently, her curvaceous and hot figure undulating slightly with shock, her pretty face filled with disbelief.

Lu Xingdong is no ordinary nobody; he is a prominent figure in Jiangcheng's political circles, backed by powerful forces. Even some company executives give him considerable respect.

The dozen or so burly men in black behind Lu Xingdong stared at Ye Feng with sinister eyes, as if he were already dead, and shouted sharply, "Kid, are you crazy?"

"They're really courting death!"

"Who do you think you are? How dare you threaten Brother Lu??"

Ye Feng merely raised an eyebrow, his expression languid yet chilling, and said indifferently, "My patience is limited."

"You're asking for it!!!"

Lu Xingdong was utterly enraged. His chest heaved violently as he pointed at Ye Feng's nose and cursed him, his killing intent surging. "I'll destroy his dantian! I'll teach him a lesson he can't even talk to!"

Swish swish!

At Lu Xingdong's command, more than a dozen Martial God Rank 6 experts behind him instantly stepped forward, their footsteps shaking the floor. Their speed was like that of ghosts, and terrifying gusts of wind swept over them, completely blocking Ye Feng's escape route.

Jiang Qinghe's face paled, her delicate body trembled involuntarily, her full chest heaved violently with tension, she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, and her eyes were full of worry.

Lin Zhixia's face instantly darkened, and she instinctively blurted out, "Mr. Ye, be careful!"

"A bunch of ants."

Ye Feng sneered. Before he could finish speaking, his figure had already become a blur, so fast that it was difficult for the crowd to see. He casually reached forward and grabbed at the burly man in the front row as if taking something out of a bag.

Click! Click! Click!

The sound of bones cracking rang out continuously, accompanied by shrill screams. None of the dozen or so sixth-rank Martial Emperors who usually roamed the area could withstand a single move from Ye Feng. Some had their right arms broken, while others had their left hands snapped. The pain of their shattered bones made them roll on the ground, their wails echoing throughout the corridor.

In just one round, more than a dozen experts lay on the ground, completely powerless to fight.

"How is this possible???"

Lin Zhixia's beautiful eyes widened, her red lips parted slightly, her face filled with shock. She knew Ye Feng was no ordinary person, but she never expected his martial arts strength to be so terrifying. He could kill a group of Martial Emperors with a casual move. This man was far more unfathomable than she had imagined.

"Damn, you're incredibly skilled!!!"

Lu Xingdong's pupils constricted, a flicker of fear crossing his heart, but mostly a surge of rage at being publicly humiliated. He stared intently at Ye Feng, his face twisted in a sinister grin: "So what? Kid, you're nothing compared to me, Lu Xingdong! You were just lucky to ambush me; you won't be so lucky next time! I'll make you regret it!!!"

boom!!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xingdong mustered all his strength, clenched his only intact arm into a fist, and his spiritual energy surged violently around him. The force of his fist carried the overwhelming power of Mount Tai, and he roared like thunder: "Mount Tai Fist, die!"

The fist's light was dazzling and blinding, its power exploding outwards, compressing the air and causing it to explode, before crashing down on Ye Feng's head.

Seeing this, the burly men groaning on the ground had a glimmer of hope in their eyes. In their view, Lu Xingdong's Taishan Fist was unbeatable and Ye Feng was doomed.

Looking at the fierce fist energy, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, Ye Feng coldly sneered as if watching a three-year-old child playing: "Weak and powerless!"

boom!!

Ye Feng threw a casual punch, without any fancy moves, yet it carried a world-destroying power.

boom! !

The two fist beams collided with a deafening roar, and a terrifying shockwave swept outwards, causing the glass in the corridor to vibrate and hum.

Ye Feng stood motionless, his clothes not even fluttering, while Lu Xingdong was like someone hit by a speeding truck, screaming as he flew backward and crashed heavily into the wall behind him. The hard wall instantly caved in, and blood gushed out, splattering all over the ground.

"What??"

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with terror, as if they had seen a ghost.

"How could this happen??"

"Brother Lu is the strongest among us, an undefeated seventh-grade martial spirit, how could he be sent flying with a single punch?"

"How could you???" Lu Xingdong clutched his aching chest, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. The arrogance in his eyes as he looked at Ye Feng was gone, replaced by extreme terror and disbelief.

Ye Feng flashed and instantly appeared in front of Lu Xingdong, looking down at him with a cold smile: "Didn't you just say you wanted me to regret my actions?"

Lu Xingdong was filled with extreme fear. He gritted his teeth and forced a roar: "You, surnamed Ye, don't be so arrogant..."

But he hadn't finished speaking.

Click!

Ye Feng suddenly exerted force with his foot, stomping hard on Lu Xingdong's right leg, the crisp sound of bone cracking ringing out again. His expression was indifferent, his tone utterly disdainful: "So what if I'm arrogant???"

"ah!!"

Lu Xingdong let out a bloodcurdling scream, his right leg twisted at an unnatural angle, the excruciating pain and humiliation driving him to the brink of collapse. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared venomously, "You surnamed Ye, let me tell you, I'm a member of the Revitalization Society!!! The Revitalization Society is a renowned force in Jiangcheng, its power far beyond your imagination!!!"

Upon hearing the words "Revitalization Association," a deep sense of apprehension flashed in Lin Zhixia's eyes. Her rosy lips parted slightly as she quickly and kindly reminded him, "Mr. Ye, this Revitalization Association..."

Before Lin Zhixia could elaborate on the terrifying background of the Revitalization Association, Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, showing no concern whatsoever, and with another powerful stomp, broke Lu Xingdong's left leg. He casually picked at his ear, his tone indifferent: "Sorry, never heard of it."

"You—!" Lu Xingdong completely broke down instantly, his eyes bloodshot, gritting his teeth, "Ye Feng, you will definitely die a horrible death! Will Zhenxing let you go?!"

Just then, hurried, heavy footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor. A group of bodyguards in black escorted an elderly man in a Tang suit, his hair and beard white, as he strode in. The old man possessed an extraordinary air, his brows bearing the stern authority of someone long accustomed to a high position. Seeing Lu Xingdong's crippled legs and his gruesome state lying in a pool of blood, he was instantly enraged, his killing intent boiling. Pointing at Ye Feng, he roared fiercely, "Boy, release Lu Xingdong immediately!! Otherwise, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!!"

Ye Feng glanced at the old man casually, his eyes indifferent, and raised an eyebrow dismissively, saying in a contemptuous tone, "Old bastard, who do you think you are?"

"presumptuous!!"

The old man, Mo Yuan, was furious. His spiritual energy surged, and he coldly snorted, his voice sharp and menacing: "I am Mo Yuan, an elder of the Revitalization Society! I am highly respected within the Society. If you know what's good for you, release him immediately, then cut off your own hands and surrender. Otherwise, I will show you the terror of the Revitalization Society!"

Mo Yuan was full of confidence. In his opinion, anyone in Jiangcheng with a bit of sense would know how terrifying the Revitalization Society was, let alone his status as an elder with real power. Once this young man knew, he would definitely be so frightened that he would kneel down and beg for mercy.

However, the words had barely left his mouth.

"Who do you think you are, you old bastard? You dare to threaten me?" Ye Feng sneered disdainfully, his eyes suddenly turning icy cold. He suddenly exerted force with his foot and stomped hard on Lu Xingdong's chest.

boom! !

With a dull thud, Lu Xingdong's eyes widened suddenly, his chest caved in instantly, blood gushed from his mouth and nose like a fountain, his body convulsed twice, and he died on the spot!

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