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

Ye Feng and Xiao Qing'er quickly got dressed and rushed back to the Dragon Tiger Gate.

At this moment, the Dragon Tiger Gate was lying in disarray, with many people lying on the ground. They were either seriously injured or dead on the spot, their blood everywhere.

Overall, the Dragon Tiger Gate suffered significant losses.

Sect Master Xiao Kuangdao was also clutching his chest, barely breathing. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the arrogant, obviously hostile, and domineering young man Zhan Yichen. His face was extremely ugly: "Young Master Zhan, although my Dragon Tiger Sect failed to kill the target you specified, my Dragon Tiger Sect has not caused you any trouble. Your request is too much, and I will not agree to it."

Zhan Yichen snorted coldly, a greedy glint flashing in his eyes. Feigning rage, he said, "Xiao Luandao, don't give me that nonsense. Your Dragon Tiger Sect's mission failure is tantamount to leaking my secrets. You have to compensate me with the Dragon Tiger Sect's most prized treasure!!"

Zhan Yichen had only heard a few days ago that the Dragon Tiger Sect had a wonderful item, which was passed down from the Dragon Gate Sect. It was said that the item symbolized supreme glory and also had the miraculous effect of prolonging life.

The Dragon Tiger Sect's most prized possession is a treasure passed down for thousands of years. It not only symbolizes the glory of martial arts but also has the miraculous effect of prolonging life! It just so happens that his grandfather's sixtieth birthday is today, and he was worried about not being able to come up with a presentable gift. If he could present this treasure, his status among the three generations of Zhan family members would definitely soar to new heights!

"I said, it's impossible!" Xiao Kuangdao suddenly raised his head, his spine straight despite the excruciating pain throughout his body. His eyes were filled with a resolute determination to die for his cause. "Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you! If you want to touch the legacy of my Dragon Tiger Sect, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

"Tsk tsk, you've got some backbone!" Zhan Yichen wasn't angry at all; instead, a playful smile crept across his face. He slowly circled Xiao Kuangdao, his tone sinister, "You're not afraid of death, but what about these Dragon Tiger Sect disciples? Oh, right, I almost forgot—you have a beautiful and precious daughter, Xiao Qing'er, right?"

Xiao Kuangdao's expression changed, his eyes filled with anger and tension: "Zhan Yichen, what do you want to do to my daughter??? I warn you, if you harm my daughter, I will haunt you even as a ghost."

"I'm so scared." Zhan Yichen patted his chest, pretending to be frightened. Then he stepped on Xiao Kuangdao's wound and said in a strong and cold voice, "Xiao Kuangdao, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Even if you don't hand it over, I can dig up this place three feet deep. As for your daughter, she will suffer because of your stupidity."

"But before that, let's kill a few people to liven things up."

"Let's do it."

At Zhan Yichen's command, the black-clad thugs behind him immediately rushed forward with sinister smiles, their machetes gleaming coldly, ready to strike down the heavily injured Dragon Tiger Sect disciples!

The surviving disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect were all pale-faced, their eyes filled with despair!

But at this critical moment—

Pfft! Pfft!

Two extremely sharp bursts of energy tore through the air, as fast as lightning!

Before the two thugs at the front could react, they felt a chill on their arms, and the next second, both arms fell neatly to the ground! Blood gushed out, splattering everywhere!

"Aaaaaah—!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the courtyard as the two men writhed on the ground, clutching their severed arms, writhing in agony.

"Who goes there?!" Zhan Yichen turned his head sharply, his pupils contracted, and he shouted angrily!

"You dare to mess with my father-in-law? Are you tired of living?"

A cold voice rang out as Ye Feng, carrying the deathly pale Xiao Qing'er, slowly walked in! His gaze was utterly indifferent, as if he were looking at a group of dead people!

"You have a son-in-law??" Zhan Yichen looked at Xiao Kuangdao with some disbelief, but then sneered instantly, his killing intent surging: "Very well, now that you're here too, kid, then add another corpse to the Dragon Tiger Sect's list."

Xiao Kuangdao looked at Ye Feng and Xiao Qing'er with a anxious expression, "Why are you back? Let's go!"

"Ye Feng, this Zhan Yichen has an extraordinary background and many powerful subordinates. You may not be his match. Take my daughter and leave this place."

Xiao Qing'er nestled tightly in Ye Feng's arms, her chest touching Ye Feng's arm without any hesitation, her tone firm, "Dad, I am now Mr. Ye's woman, and Mr. Ye will not let these people bully our Dragon Tiger Gate."

"Him? He doesn't even have a single helper. Where does he get the courage?" Zhan Yichen laughed loudly, curling his lip in disdain. He waved his hand and shouted sharply, "Go! Take down this fool who doesn't know his own limits!"

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, dozens of masked men stepped forward and attacked Ye Feng.

They wielded Tang swords, their killing intent extraordinary, the blades flashing with a sharp and terrifying light.

Xiao Kuangdao naturally knew how powerful they were. "Son-in-law Ye, be careful!!"

"Like ants." Ye Feng's figure blurred, and he charged forward! Facing the Tang sword slashing towards him, he neither dodged nor avoided, but reached out to grab the blade!

Click!Click!

With a few crisp sounds, those fine steel Tang swords that could cut hair in an instant were actually crushed into pieces by his bare hands!

The masked men stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief and terror!

Before they could even react, Ye Feng's figure moved through the crowd like a ghost, his hand rising and falling!

Click! Click! Click!

A series of cracking sounds rang out. Before the masked men could even see Ye Feng's movements, their necks were snapped one by one, and they fell straight to the ground, completely lifeless!

"What the hell?!"

Zhan Yichen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He rubbed them hard, then flew into a rage, yelling, "Damn it! Are these Tang swords made of paper?! Kid, you've successfully enraged me!"

"Mr. Huo, kill him!!!"

Zhan Yichen shouted, and an old man in a gray robe with a deep and imposing aura slowly walked out!

This Mr. Huo is a top expert hired by the Zhan family at great expense, with strength reaching the extraordinary sixth rank! He's an unparalleled figure in the entire Jiangcheng! Xiao Kuangdao couldn't even withstand a single move from him!

Mr. Huo looked Ye Feng up and down, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He then nodded slowly, his tone carrying a touch of sneer and admiration: "Young man, it's quite impressive that you have such skills at such a young age."

Her tone shifted abruptly, her murderous intent fully revealed: "Unfortunately, you chose the wrong path!"

"You're the one in the wrong!" Ye Feng said calmly, his eyes as cold as frost. "And the consequence of taking the wrong path is only one—death!"

boom!!!

The moment the words left his mouth, Ye Feng's Nine Revolutions Profound Technique suddenly activated, unleashing terrifying true energy like a tsunami that swept across the entire area! Even the rubble on the ground was shaken into the air!

He struck first, his palm whistling with devastating force as he slapped towards Mr. Huo!

Mr. Huo's eyes sharpened, not daring to be careless in the slightest. His figure retreated like a dragon, while simultaneously meeting the attack with a palm! The palm wind condensed into a tangible form, faintly carrying the sound of a dragon's roar!

boom--!

The two palms collided, and a terrifying shockwave exploded instantly, sending dust flying everywhere! Several large trees in the courtyard were snapped in half by this shockwave!

Everyone felt a buzzing in their ears, as if a boulder was crushing their chests, making it difficult to even breathe!

But wait until the dust settles—

boom! ! !

A loud bang!

Mr. Huo crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, his chest caved in, blood gushing out! He stared at Ye Feng in disbelief, his eyes filled with horror and resentment: "You...you're so terrifying..."

Before he could finish speaking, his head lolled to the side, and he was completely lifeless!

silence!

Deathly silence!

The remaining disciples of the Dragon Tiger Sect and the subordinates brought by Zhan Yichen all stared wide-eyed, frozen in place, forgetting even to breathe!

The dignified and extraordinary sixth-rank expert, Mr. Huo, was actually killed in an instant?!

How is this possible?

Zhan Yichen was so frightened that he trembled all over, his arrogance and haughtiness vanished, replaced by intense fear! This...this can't be real, right?!

Ye Feng completely ignored everyone's shock. He flashed and appeared in front of Zhan Yichen as if he had teleported!

Snapped! ! !

A resounding slap landed hard on Zhan Yichen's face!

"act recklessly?"

Snapped! ! !

Another slap landed, knocking out two of Zhan Yichen's teeth!

"Fake?"

Snapped! ! !

The third slap landed, and Zhan Yichen's cheek instantly swelled up like a pig's head!

"How many lives do you have to dare cause trouble here?"

"Ah!! You bastard! How dare you hit me!" Zhan Yichen howled in pain, clutching his cheek and roaring like a madman, "Do you know who I am?! I am the young master of the Sword Forging Manor! Hitting me is slapping the face of the Sword Forging Manor!!"

Sword Forging Manor!

Upon hearing these four words, Xiao Qing'er's expression changed slightly!

Sword Forging Manor is renowned in the martial arts world, with immense power and countless masters among its disciples, far surpassing ordinary families!

Zhan Yichen thought Ye Feng would be so scared that he would wet himself.

But who would have thought?

"Sword Forging Manor?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, a mocking and ridiculous smile playing on his lips. Then, in a flash, *smack!* He slapped Zhan Yichen, knocking out seven or eight teeth and spraying blood from his mouth. Yet, Ye Feng, with an air of domineering arrogance, spoke with utter disdain: "I slapped the face of Sword Forging Manor!"

"What?! How dare he treat the Sword Forging Manor so disrespectfully?!" Everyone's eyes widened, their hearts pounding. They simply couldn't describe Ye Feng's arrogance and overbearing attitude!

Zhan Yichen was in excruciating pain and utterly shocked. How many people in Jiangcheng dared to show such contempt for the Sword Forging Manor?

Ye Feng slowly walked up to him, and under his utterly incredulous gaze, he raised his foot and stomped hard on his thigh!

Click!

A crisp cracking sound, the sound of flesh and bone breaking, could be clearly heard!

"ah!!"

Zhan Yichen let out a heart-wrenching scream, his whole body convulsing in pain!

Ye Feng, however, looked down at him with an indifferent gaze, as if he were looking at an ant. His tone was extremely domineering: "Tell me why you are targeting the Dragon Tiger Sect so much?! If you dare to hide a single word, I'll stomp your dog's head into a pulp!!"