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

Arrogant! Arrogant beyond measure!!! As soon as the words were spoken, the Dragon Tiger Gate fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately, hurried footsteps and angry shouts rang out from all directions, and dozens of fierce-looking Dragon Tiger Gate assassins and martial artists poured out from all sides, instantly surrounding Ye Feng and Qin Wan'er.

"Boy, how dare you cause trouble and kill people in our Dragon Tiger Gate!"

"Where did this insolent brat come from? Kneel down!"

A middle-aged man in a blue robe stepped forward from the crowd. His face was ashen, his eyes were sharp as a hawk's, and his inner energy was hidden. He was clearly a martial arts master.

This man was none other than Li Yunfei, the head of the Dragon Tiger Gate's training grounds.

He stared coldly at Ye Feng, his face icy and furious: "I'm very curious, what grudge do you hold against my Dragon Tiger Sect that you dare to risk your head to come and provoke us?"

Ye Feng didn't even lift his eyelids, simply repeating calmly, "I'll say it again: hand over the person who ordered the assassin to kill my girlfriend Qin Wan'er, and I'll spare the lives of your Dragon Tiger Sect!"

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Li Yunfei's eyes, then he coldly snorted, "Handing them over is impossible; that's against the rules of our Dragon Tiger Sect!"

"Rules?" Ye Feng's lips curled into a cold smile, his killing intent surging. "Fine, then let me set your new rules."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng's figure suddenly vanished from the spot!

Li Yunfei's pupils shrank sharply, and he roared, "Arrogant!" He crossed his palms, and his powerful true energy surged out, transforming into a solid palm print that slammed forward—it was his signature move, "Mountain-Splitting Palm"!

Upon seeing this, the members of the Dragon Tiger Sect around them all grinned maliciously.

"Chief Li has made his move! This kid's dead meat!"

"His Mountain-Splitting Palm can even shatter bluestone slabs; let's see how he blocks it!"

"That's right!! The power of the Force Master is terrifying, even more so than a truck!! This Ye Feng will definitely be smashed into mincemeat!!"

However, the next moment, everyone's smiles froze on their faces.

Ye Feng's figure appeared beside Li Yunfei like a ghost, and he casually raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

"Bang--!"

There was no earth-shattering force, only a dull thud.

Li Yunfei's powerful and heavy palm strike shattered and dissipated like a bubble the moment it touched Ye Feng's palm! Ye Feng's palm strike continued unabated, landing solidly on Li Yunfei's chest.

"puff--!"

Li Yunfei was struck as if by a giant hammer, his whole body flying backward, smashing the stone pillar behind him, his chest was obviously dented, and blood gushed from his mouth, staining his chest clothes red.

He collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared intently at Ye Feng, utterly shocked: "You... how could you... be so strong?!"

Ye Feng slowly stepped forward, looking down at him expressionlessly: "Hand it over or not?"

Li Yunfei coughed up blood, gritted his teeth, and said with a humiliated expression, "This matter... this matter, please allow me to discuss it..."

"Too long-winded." Ye Feng shook his head, his patience already exhausted, and his killing intent surged! Then, he slowly raised his palm, about to strike through the air!

Li Yunfei felt a chill run through his body instantly, and he screamed hoarsely, "No—!!"

"How dare you!!!"

A thunderous roar came from the inner courtyard, its sound waves rumbling and making the trees in the courtyard rustle.

A middle-aged man dressed in black, with a dignified face, strode in. He was around fifty years old, with piercing eyes, bulging temples, and an aura of power far surpassing that of Li Yunfei.

Behind him followed eight dignified elders, all of whom were senior figures of the Dragon Tiger Sect.

"It's the sect leader! The sect leader has arrived!"

"And the eight elders are still here! This kid's finished!"

The Dragon Tiger Sect members were greatly encouraged and made way for each other, bowing respectfully.

The newcomer was none other than Xiao Kuangdao, the leader of the Dragon Tiger Sect!

Xiao Kuangdao's gaze was like a knife, sweeping over Li Yunfei's miserable state on the ground, then looking at Ye Feng, his voice icy cold: "Boy, Li Yunfei is the chief steward of my Dragon Tiger Sect. If you dare to touch him, you are making an enemy of my entire Dragon Tiger Sect. Now kneel down and beg for mercy, cut off your own arms, and I, the sect master, may spare your whole corpse."

Ye Feng acted as if he hadn't heard, looking down at Li Yunfei with an unchanging expression and saying calmly, "Threaten me? You're not worthy."

A hand was already placed on Li Yunfei's head.

"Snap!"

The sound of the skull shattering was clearly audible.

Li Yunfei's eyes widened, his life force instantly extinguished, blood splattered everywhere, a glaring crimson.

The entire room fell silent.

Xiao Kuangdao froze on the spot, his face a mixture of anger and astonishment.

The other party actually dared to kill Li Yunfei right in front of him?!

"You bastard, you're courting death?!" Xiao Kuangdao roared in fury, his eyes flashing with fire as his true energy erupted, cracking the stone slabs on the ground. "Dragon Tiger Sect members, heed my command! Form the 'Heavenly Net Killing Formation'! Tear this brat to pieces!!!"

"yes!!!"

Dozens of elite martial artists responded in unison, instantly taking their positions in a specific direction. Their auras connected, and their killing intent solidified, forming a large net that enveloped Ye Feng and Qin Wan'er.

Qin Wan'er's face turned pale, and she tightly gripped Ye Feng's coat.

Although she knew Ye Feng was powerful, the scene before her was too terrifying, and Xiao Kuangdao's aura was even more terrifying.

Xiao Kuangdao's face was contorted with rage, his eyes blazing with killing intent: "Boy, it's your honor to die under the Heavenly Net Killing Formation of my Dragon Tiger Sect! Kill them all!"

The formation was activated, and dozens of people moved with incredible speed, their swords flashing and shadows attacking Ye Feng from all directions, sealing off all escape routes. Every strike was cunning and ruthless, aiming straight for vital points!

The onlookers and the spies from various factions watching from afar all gasped in shock.

"It's over... Once the Heavenly Net Killing Formation is formed, even a Grandmaster-level expert will find it difficult to escape!"

"This young man is too impulsive. The Dragon Tiger Sect has established itself in Jiangcheng; they are not easily defeated."

However, Ye Feng, who was at the center of the killing formation, simply pulled Qin Wan'er behind him and then took a step forward.

"boom--!"

Centered on him, an invisible wave of energy suddenly exploded out!

The seven or eight warriors at the forefront seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of energy. Their weapons snapped with a "crack," and they were sent flying backward, coughing up blood!

Ye Feng moved again.

Fast! So fast that only a blur remains!

He moved like a tiger among sheep, leaving a trail of cracking bones and screams of agony in his wake. He used no fancy moves, just simple punches, palm strikes, and finger strikes, and with each blow, someone fell to the ground, either dead or maimed!

The so-called Heavenly Net Killing Formation was as fragile as paper in front of him and was easily torn apart!

In just ten breaths, dozens of warriors who had formed an array collapsed to the ground, their cries of agony filling the air, and not a single one of them was able to stand.

Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the field, his white clothes spotless, his expression as indifferent as ever.

The wind swept through the courtyard, carrying only the stench of blood.

Xiao Kuangdao and the eight elders were completely stunned, their eyes filled with horror.

What... what kind of power is this?!

"Trash," Ye Feng spat out.

Xiao Kuangdao snapped out of his shock, his face turning ashen with rage: "Boy! You killed so many of my elites and destroyed the foundation of my Dragon Tiger Sect! I, Xiao Kuangdao, will never forgive you!"

He suddenly turned to an elder behind him: "Go! Summon Master Pang from seclusion!!!"

The elder responded and prepared to leave.

"Dad! No—!!"

Just then, a clear and anxious female voice came from behind.

A young woman dressed in a light green dress rushed into the courtyard. She was about twenty years old, with skin as white as snow, beautiful features, and a slender figure. Her eyes, in particular, were clear and bright, but now they were filled with panic.

It was Xiao Kuangdao's only daughter—Xiao Qing'er.

"Qing'er? What are you doing here? Get out!" Xiao Kuangdao frowned and scolded.

Xiao Qing'er rushed to Xiao Kuangdao and said urgently, "Dad! I saw it all outside! This gentleman's strength is unfathomable; he's no ordinary martial artist! Our Dragon Tiger Sect is in the wrong this time. Why don't we just stop here, apologize to him, and turn hostility into friendship!"

"Nonsense!" Xiao Kuangdao roared in fury, his face darkening. "This brat killed my disciples and trampled on the dignity of my Dragon Tiger Sect! You actually expect me to apologize and submit to him? How can my Dragon Tiger Sect ever stand in Jiangcheng again?!"

"Dad!" Xiao Qing'er's eyes reddened with anxiety. "This man is ruthless and decisive, and his strength far exceeds our expectations! If we have to fight to the bitter end, I'm afraid... I'm afraid the Dragon Tiger Sect's century-old foundation will be destroyed in an instant!"

"Enough!" Xiao Kuangdao shoved Xiao Qing'er aside, his anger surging as he roared, "Does the Dragon Tiger Sect be a group to be bullied? If this brat isn't killed today, I, Xiao Kuangdao, swear I'm not a man!"

"Why must the sect leader be angry?"

An old, deep voice suddenly rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, carrying a strange sense of awe.

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw an old man in a gray robe, with white hair and beard, slowly walking from the depths of the inner courtyard. His steps were slow, but each step seemed to resonate with the ground, giving people a feeling of heaviness like a mountain.

The old man had a gaunt face and slightly narrowed eyes, which seemed dim, but occasionally his eyes would open and close with a sharp glint.

"Master Pang!"

"It's Master Pang Yexing! He's emerged from seclusion!"

The members of the Dragon Tiger Clan were extremely excited, as if they had seen a savior.

Xiao Kuangdao's spirits lifted, and he quickly cupped his hands in greeting: "Master Pang, I apologize for disturbing your cultivation. This boy is arrogant and vicious; please take action to suppress him!"

Pang Yexing nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Ye Feng. He looked him up and down, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

"I thought you were someone important, but you're just an arrogant brat." He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse yet carrying a sense of oppression. "So young, and you think you're invincible just because you have some martial arts skills? Little do you know, there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding."

He paused, his tone turning cold: "I am Pang Yexing, and I have been in seclusion for ten years. I have only recently broken through to the first rank of Martial Emperor. Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, kneel down now, kowtow to Sect Master Xiao to admit your mistakes, and cripple your martial arts, and I may spare your life. Otherwise..."

Pang Yexing suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a powerful aura as vast as the sea erupted, causing the fallen leaves in the courtyard to move without wind and the gravel to tremble slightly!

"Otherwise, with just one palm strike, I can leave you utterly devastated!"

"Martial Emperor, First Rank???"

"hiss!!"

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically. A Martial Emperor was powerful enough to establish a sect! His strength and terror were simply indescribable!

Qin Wan'er also gripped Ye Feng's arm tightly, her delicate body trembling slightly. Martial Emperor First Rank—this was one of the most terrifying realms she had ever heard of!

Xiao Kuangdao and the eight elders revealed cruel smiles.

With the Martial Emperor's arrival, who can rival him? This kid is doomed!

Ye Feng gently patted Qin Wan'er's hand to reassure her.

Then, he raised his head, looked at the imposing Pang Yexing, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

That curve carried three parts mockery and seven parts indifference.

"Is the rank of Martial Emperor First Grade really that impressive?"

Ye Feng smiled, his voice calm and undisturbed.

"Just a bull slightly stronger than a Martial Saint."

"Killing you, Ye Feng, is as easy as killing a chicken!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng suddenly raised his hand, his entire body sweeping out like a sword of heaven and earth. *Whoosh!* The terrifying true energy changed the color of the air, revealing an invincible aura!

"Arrogant!!!" How could Pang Yexing, a dignified Martial Emperor of the First Rank, tolerate such provocation and contempt? He suddenly flew into a rage, his withered palm like a bomb, terrifying beyond measure! He slammed it down towards Ye Feng!

boom! !

The power of their combined strength was like a thunderclap, terrifying to the core. Everyone was shaken, their blood churning. Ye Feng's hand remained unharmed, but Pang Yexing's hand exploded violently, flying out like a dead dog, smashing a weapon rack and creating a crater. He immediately coughed up blood, his eyes wide with horror: "You... Pfft! The power of your palm strike surpasses fifty years of my cultivation!!"

"Are you even...human?!"

As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood. Whether it was from excessive injury or from being overwhelmed with anger, he couldn't catch his breath, his face stiffened, and he died on the spot!

"What?!?!?!"