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

Less than three minutes after the call ended, Su Qing's message arrived swiftly, accompanied by two surveillance screenshots: "Ye Feng, we found it! Miss Luo was abducted an hour ago on a pedestrian street in the suburbs by two men in ancient costumes. Their methods were ruthless, and the two men exuded a strong aura of menace. They disappeared in the direction of the Liujin Bar in the west of the city."

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold. He swept his finger across the screen and said in a deep voice, "Thanks, Captain Su. I'll treat you to drinks another day!"

Su Qing's cheerful laughter came from the other end of the receiver, her tone both hearty and unusually gentle: "Why say such things? Besides, you saved my life last time."

As she finished speaking, her ears burned slightly, and a sense of anticipation for the drinking party arose in her heart—the man who could catch Qin Wan'er's eye must be no ordinary person.

Her face flushed slightly. Suppressing her emotions, she quickly added, "Go quickly. If it's necessary to mobilize police forces to cordon off the scene, let me know immediately."

"Okay." Ye Feng hung up the phone decisively, then looked down at Xiao Qing'er beside him, whose face was full of worry, and said, "Qing'er, I'm going to rescue Yanxing. You go back to Dragon Tiger Gate first."

Although Xiao Qing'er was anxious, she knew she couldn't hold them back at this moment, so she nodded emphatically: "Okay, husband, be careful!"

Ye Feng responded, stomped his feet, and the Maybach engine roared, shooting towards the Golden Bar in the west of the city like an arrow, leaving all the other cars far behind.

Inside the glittering bar, the lights were bright and the noise deafening. Two men dressed in ancient costumes, exuding a menacing aura, were drinking and making merry with female companions. Empty bottles were piled up on the table, and their expressions were full of arrogance: "I must say, although the women of this world lack a bit of elegance, their service is still quite good."

"Hehe, you bet! And they're dressed so provocatively, with such big breasts, it must be really fun to play with them."

However, just as the two men were leering lewdly, bang! The door was violently kicked open, and Ye Feng walked in. His chilling aura instantly dispelled the surrounding noise. Ignoring the hostesses who approached him, his gaze locked onto the two men like a hawk's, his voice icy and devoid of any warmth: "Tell me, where is Luo Yanxing?"

The two men were taken aback for a moment, then exchanged a glance, gave a cold sneer, and said in an extremely arrogant tone, "Luo Yanxing? Don't know her! Kid, you've got the wrong person!"

"Still pretending?" Ye Feng's killing intent surged, and his figure moved like a ghost to close in. Before the two could react, his fists slammed into their chests and abdomens. The sound of bones shattering rang out, and the two screamed as they flew backward, crashing heavily onto the bar counter, spitting out blood.

"How could you possibly be?!" The two men were shocked and incredulous. Could there really be such a powerful being in Jiangcheng?!

Ye Feng stepped forward and stomped on one of the men's arms, splattering blood everywhere. The man screamed in agony, but Ye Feng paid him no heed, coldly saying, "This is the last time I'll ask. Where is Luo Yanxing? Don't answer, and the next kick will be your head!"

Despite the excruciating pain, the man gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Feng, roaring, "Bastard, you dare to cut off my arm? You're asking for death!!!"

However, before the words were even finished, *bang!* Ye Feng stomped directly on his head, leaving white and red marks all over the ground—a horrifying sight. Ye Feng smiled coldly, his expression icy: "I don't know who you are, but I do know that right now you're a dead man!!"

He doesn't play by the rules at all; he kills without warning. This kid is a killing god!! The remaining man didn't dare to be stubborn anymore and hurriedly begged for mercy, terrified, and revealed the truth: "It's...it's Wan Shaoyang, the young sect master of the Xuan Yin Sect! He captured that woman and she's currently in a private room on the top floor of the Seven Star Platinum Hotel in the east of the city!"

"Very well, you can go down and join him now?!" With that, Ye Feng's face turned cold, and he kicked him, breaking his neck!

The man's eyes widened in horror and despair!

Dude, I've already confessed, and you're still trying to kill me?! Don't you have any sense of honor?!

Ye Fengmou kicked the two men away, turned around and strode out of the bar. The Maybach sped off again, heading straight for the Seven Star Platinum Hotel.

The top-floor private room had already been booked by the Xuan Yin Sect members, and the atmosphere was extremely menacing.

Wan Shaoyang, dressed in dark ancient attire, had a sinister face. His eyes were fixed on Luo Yanxing, who was tied to the sofa, and his tone was full of greed and rage: "Damn it! Too late! Your Ice Charm Body has been broken! Whoever did it, I will make sure they die a horrible death!"

He had been preparing for Luo Yanxing's Ice Charm Body for several years, hoping to use it to break through his cultivation level. Especially with the Xuan Yin Sect about to annex the Xing Nu Sect, he wanted to stand out even more. But now his wish had been dashed, and he was burning with anger.

An old woman in black robes stepped forward, bowed, and said coldly, "Young Sect Master, since this woman has lost the pure Yin power of the Ice Charm Body, she is useless to us. It would be better to kill her directly to avoid any further complications!"

"Kill?" Wan Shaoyang laughed wildly, his face contorted with rage, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "I've gone to so much trouble to find her, how could I let this trip be in vain? I'll torment her to death to vent my hatred!"

Luo Yanxing trembled all over, despair and terror gripping her mind. Her fiery body trembled uncontrollably, yet she remained both alluring and innocent, forcing a furious shout: "You've gone too far! The Luo family will never let you get away with this!"

"The Luo family is nothing but ants before my Xuan Yin Sect!" Wan Shaoyang sneered, his arrogance boundless, his eyes burning with intense fervor. "Men, strip her naked! I want her to experience firsthand what the mighty offensive of my Xuan Yin Sect truly means!!"

The old woman in black robes stepped forward in response, her withered hands roughly tearing off Luo Yanxing's coat. The moment her fingertips touched her skin, her expression changed drastically, and she cried out in alarm, "Young Sect Master! Something's wrong! This woman possesses a special essence within her, extremely pure, comparable to the energy of a Xuan Yuan Stone!"

"What?!" Wan Shaoyang was shocked. He lunged forward and grabbed Luo Yanxing by the neck, the force almost snapping her in two. His eyes were filled with madness as he roared, "Speak! Who left this essence?! Speak now!"

Luo Yanxing, however, remained resolute. She would never betray Ye Feng, for he was the man she had chosen. Her alluring eyes were filled with cold beauty. "Kill him if you want. I, Luo Yanxing, will not allow you to harm my man."

"You shameless little bitch, you still dare to talk back?!"

Upon seeing this, the old woman in black robes suddenly turned fierce and sinister, raising her hand to slap Luo Yanxing hard, forcing her to speak.

However, at this critical moment, with a loud "poof", terrifying true energy burst through the air, directly piercing the old woman's arm, causing flesh to explode and blood to rain down!

The old woman screamed repeatedly, clutching her severed arm and writhing on the ground in agony: "Ahhh, my hand!!!!"

"What?" The entire audience was shocked, their faces filled with horror, because the old woman's strength was second only to Wan Shaoyang.

"Who did this?!" Wan Shaoyang was furious and turned his head sharply to look at the door.

The door to the private room was smashed open with tremendous force, sending splinters flying. Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his entire being radiating murderous intent. The cold light in his eyes seemed capable of freezing the air, and his voice boomed like thunder: "A bunch of trash, how dare you touch my woman, Ye Feng's woman! Today, you will all die!"

Upon seeing this, Wan Shaoyang was initially startled, but then he realized what was happening, his eyes turning as sinister as a venomous snake: "You're the man who stole her Ice Charm Body?!"

"That's right, it's your grandfather Ye Feng!" Ye Feng's tone was icy as he approached step by step. The pressure of his true energy made the Xuan Yin Sect disciples present turn pale and their legs go weak.

"You damned scum! You deserve to die a thousand deaths!" Wan Shaoyang roared, his eyes bloodshot, but then his gaze shifted, filled with greed. "If you know what's good for you, hand over your treasures immediately and cripple your cultivation, and I might spare your corpse!"

"Are you worthy? Trash!" Ye Feng sneered, his figure flashing suddenly, his killing intent fully unleashed.

"Protect the young master!!!" The others' faces instantly darkened, and they rushed forward, their terrifying true energy spreading out to form a huge killing circle.

"Insects!!" Ye Feng scoffed, his expression sharp as a knife. He unleashed a powerful palm strike. Although the Xuan Yin Sect disciples possessed some strength, they were utterly no match for Ye Feng. Screams of agony rang out one after another. Wherever Ye Feng's palm struck, blood splattered on the spot, and they were all instantly killed.

Luo Yanxing, sitting on the sofa, was shocked, but then her heart pounded with admiration, and her eyes shone brightly. She had never known that Ye Feng's martial arts were so terrifying. He could crush a group of experts with every move. His domineering and powerful aura made him seem like her true love!

"You're courting death!" Wan Shaoyang roared in fury, his body churning with black energy. He unleashed the Xuan Yin Sect's strongest secret technique at full power, gathering dark, malevolent energy in his palm before slamming it down at Ye Feng: "Xuan Yin Bone-Corroding Palm! Die!"

"As weak as dust!!"

"With such meager skills, how dare you come to Jiangcheng to cause trouble?!" Ye Feng sneered disdainfully, his expression indifferent. He raised his hand and condensed a powerful burst of true energy to meet the attack head-on. With a loud "bang," the black energy dissipated, and Wan Shaoyang was struck as if by a heavy blow. He flew backward and crashed heavily into the wall, spitting out blood. The sound of his bones breaking was clearly audible. He was so badly injured that he could not move.

His eyes were filled with terror as he stared at Ye Feng in disbelief, his voice trembling as he asked, "Who...who are you? How could you so easily crush even the strongest secret technique of my Xuan Yin Sect?!"

"Dead men have no right to ask questions," Ye Feng said indifferently as he walked towards him.

Upon seeing this, Wan Shaoyang burst into maniacal laughter, his expression ferocious: "You dare kill me? I am the young sect master of the Xuan Yin Sect! My father is Wan Jingyuan, the sect master of the Xuan Yin Sect. If you kill me, he will surely exterminate your entire clan and crush everyone you care about!"

"Enough with the nonsense." Ye Feng said calmly, raising his hand and slapping Wan Shaoyang hard on the head.

With a loud "bang," Wan Shaoyang's head exploded like a bomb, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere, and his body crashed to the ground.

Ye Feng surveyed the private room, a scene of carnage and bloodshed. He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture upright and imposing, exuding an air of absolute dominance. His tone was calm yet carried a chilling arrogance: "So what if it's the Xuan Yin Sect? You dared to provoke me, Ye Feng, and insult my woman? Today I will kill you. If your father dares to cause trouble again, I won't hesitate to raze the Xuan Yin Sect to the ground and annihilate your entire sect!"