Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

"A quasi-Martial Saint?!"

The entire audience was horrified!

The path of martial arts, from acquired master, innate master, grandmaster, martial general, and then to martial saint, each realm is as insurmountable as an insurmountable chasm!

Quasi-Martial Saint means that one has reached the threshold of a Martial Saint, and can release internal energy to injure others, and can be a match for a thousand troops!

Such a being is already legendary in Jiangcheng!

Qin Tianxiao's expression was also somewhat grave. If Song Tianhong died here, it would be a huge problem!

"Protect the mayor!!"

Although Gong Zhaofei was terrified, he was loyal to his master and shouted to stand in front of Song Tianhong. More than a dozen guards also gritted their teeth and rushed forward.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Bei Sha grinned maliciously, casually swinging his blood-red longsword!

"Buzz—!!"

A blood-red blade of energy slashed out horizontally!

"Puff puff puff—!"

The guards at the front didn't even have time to scream before they were cut in half at the waist, their blood and internal organs spraying all over the ground!

"Ah—!" Qin Wan'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she instinctively covered her eyes.

Gong Zhaofei was also thrown back by the aftershock of the sword energy, crashing into the wall and spitting blood!

"Pathetic." Bei Sha strode through the blood-stained ground, closing in on Song Tianhong step by step, his eyes like venomous snakes, a sinister grin spreading across his face: "Song Tianhong, years ago you framed my elder brother, causing his tragic death in prison. Today, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"

Song Tianhong's face turned deathly pale, but she forced herself to remain calm, her tone neither servile nor arrogant: "Bei Sha, your elder brother deserved his fate! He colluded with foreign forces and sold national treasures; he deserved to die!"

"Bullshit!" Bei Sha roared in fury. "You framed my elder brother! Today I'll kill you first, then your whole family!!"

Before the words were even finished, the blood-red longsword was already raised high and fiercely cleaved down towards Song Tianhong's head!

Before the blade even arrived, the fierce killing intent had already made Song Tianhong's whole body stiffen, making it difficult for him to even breathe!

"It's over..." Qin Tianxiao sighed and closed his eyes.

Qin Wan'er screamed in terror, "No—!"

At the critical moment!

"bite--!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out!

Bei Sha's sword, powerful enough to cleave steel, was effortlessly caught between two fingers!

The blade was only three inches away from Song Tianhong's forehead, but it could not go any further!

"What?!" Bei Sha's pupils shrank sharply as he looked at the person who had made the move in disbelief.

Ye Feng had appeared before Song Tianhong without her noticing, his two fingers gripping the blood-red longsword like iron pincers, his expression indifferent: "You killed someone right in front of me, did you even ask for my opinion?"

The entire room fell silent!

Everyone stared in disbelief at what they saw!

Two fingers... clamped down on a near-Martial Saint's full-force strike?!

What the hell does that even mean?!

"Who...who are you?!" Bei Sha was terrified and tried to draw his sword, but found that the blade was welded to the other's fingers and wouldn't budge!

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "The one who will take your life."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with two fingers!

"Snap—!"

The blood-red longsword was snapped in two by force!

"Pfft!" Bei Sha suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering back several steps, his eyes filled with horror: "You...you're also a Martial Saint?!"

"A Martial Saint?" Ye Feng casually tossed aside the broken sword, smiled contemptuously, "In my eyes, a Martial Saint is nothing more than an ant."

"Arrogant!" Although Bei Sha was shocked, he also had a trump card. He sneered, "So what if you are a Martial Saint? My master is the renowned 'Blood Blade Ancestor' of the martial arts world, already at the peak of Martial Saint! If you kill me, he will wipe out your entire family!"

"The Blood Blade Ancestor?" Ye Feng mused. "Isn't he that old good-for-nothing who was kicked out of the country by the Great Xia Dragon Group ten years ago?"

"How...how did you know?!" Bei Sha's expression changed drastically.

"A traitor, despised by all." Ye Feng grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, his expression calm and domineering. "Now, it's your turn. Go down and join your master!"

"Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, Second Form—Heaven-Shattering Finger!"

Ye Feng pointed his fingers like a sword, making a virtual gesture from a distance!

An invisible burst of energy shot out, as fast as lightning!

Bei Sha had no time to react before a bloody hole was pierced through his chest!

"You...you..." Bei Sha looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his life force rapidly fading away. He collapsed to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.

The audience was silent.

Everyone looked at Ye Feng as if he were a demon god!

One finger...instantly kills a quasi-Martial Saint?!

Is this guy even human?!

Song Tianhong was the first to react. Looking at the young man before him, he felt that Ye Feng's strength was unfathomable, and he was filled with awe: "Mr. Ye, I will never forget your life-saving grace! I was blind just now, and I hope Mr. Ye will forgive me! In addition, I, Song, am willing to offer my Song family heirloom as a token of my gratitude!!!"

If this scene were to get out, it would shake the entire Jiangcheng! Song Tianhong, the mayor, was willing to thank Ye Feng and offer up his family heirloom!

It is said that Song Tianhong's family heirloom was given to his grandfather by a founding hero, and it is extremely precious!

This clearly shows how much Song Tianhong values ​​Ye Feng.

Qin Tianxiao quickly bowed, his eyes gleaming with fervor, and said, "Mr. Ye is truly a divine being! I admire him to the core!"

Qin Wan'er's beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration. Her gaze towards Ye Feng was no longer just gratitude, but also filled with intense curiosity and...admiration.

Ye Feng, however, was Song Tianhong. He smiled slightly and said calmly, "Mayor Song, there's no need to be so polite. I saved you out of instinct, not wanting the Northern Fiends to indiscriminately kill innocent people. But I seem to have heard that the Qin family is planning to build a Wanda Plaza and develop a large-scale entertainment complex, is that right?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Wan'er's pretty face flushed red, and her heart pounded like a deer. Ye Feng was truly too kind; he saved Song Tianhong's life, yet he thought of the Qin family's interests first!

Song Tianhong, being extremely shrewd, immediately understood the implied meaning and quickly replied, "Mr. Ye, rest assured, I will personally oversee the Qin family's Wanda Plaza project and guarantee it will have a smooth run! Furthermore, if Mr. Ye needs anything in Jiangcheng, I, Song, will certainly not hesitate to help!"

Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Bei Sha's corpse and said meaningfully, "This person has quite a few connections behind him. You'd better investigate whether he has any accomplices."

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Ye!" Song Tianhong thanked him repeatedly. At this moment, the people around him dared not underestimate Ye Feng. They all rushed to hand over their business cards, afraid that if they were a step too late, they would miss the opportunity to get to know Ye Feng.

Looking at Ye Feng, who remained indifferent to fame and fortune despite being the center of attention, Qin Wan'er felt a deep respect for him. The thought of Ye Feng becoming her boyfriend made her face flush, yet she was filled with anticipation.

Seeing that Ye Feng had won the favor of Mayor Song Tianhong with just a casual move, Qin Tianxiao became even more optimistic about Ye Feng. He said to Song Tianhong and the others, "Everyone, now that Mr. Ye has resolved the crisis, I have prepared a grand feast. Please do me the honor of joining us."

Upon hearing this, everyone became even more respectful to Qin Tianxiao. Out of respect for Ye Feng, Song Tianhong nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble Elder Qin. I must have a few drinks with young Ye later!"

At the same moment.

In a secret room somewhere in Jiangcheng.

An old man dressed in black robes looked at the shattered life tablet in his hand, his face ashen.

"Beisha... is dead."

"Who dares to kill my Blood Blade Ancestor's disciple?!"

"Investigate! Investigate immediately!!"

"No matter who it is, I will tear them to pieces and turn them into a blood puppet!!"