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Upon hearing this, the people in the hall exchanged glances and, without the slightest hesitation, rushed towards Zhou Feng and the others.

We are all seasoned veterans of the martial world, with plenty of combat experience.

Faced with this unknown hidden weapon, the simplest way is to eliminate the person who used it, otherwise everyone will be left here!

Unfortunately, for Tie Jianguo and Bai Lang, two elite soldiers, the time it took to reload was far longer than they had imagined.

In the understanding of martial arts practitioners, the more powerful a hidden weapon is, the longer it takes to prepare.

A guy who can take down dozens of people in just two rounds should take at least the time it takes to brew a cup of tea!

But who could have imagined that Tie Jianguo and Bai Lang's actions were perfectly synchronized? The moment the gunfire stopped, they pulled out a new magazine with their left hand, then pushed the magazine catch on the top of the gun, and as the original magazine fell out, they put the new magazine in.

The entire action took less than two seconds!

So when the group rushed forward using their light-footed skills, the submachine guns in Tie Jianguo's and Tie Jianguo's hands spat out flames again!

"Oh no!"

Yao Bodang's expression changed, and he grabbed a person next to him to shield him. The person was originally holding a weapon, ready to defend against the incoming bullets, but after being pulled by Yao Bodang, his movements became distorted.

Puff puff puff puff—

After a tearing sound, the man slumped down, lifeless.

"This...young hero, can we talk...about my Qin Family Village..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Seeing that Yao Bodang was the only one still standing, Zhou Feng didn't have the patience to waste words with him and directly stepped forward.

Yao Bodang only felt a blur before his eyes, and Zhou Feng, who was originally more than ten steps away from him, had already appeared beside him. He was startled, but a look of joy appeared on his face!

He had no confidence that he could escape from those hidden weapons, but if he could capture the young leader, he could at least threaten them to let him go!

Wang Yuyan's expression changed, then returned to normal.

From a young age, she read martial arts manuals in the Langhuan Jade Cave of Mantuo Manor. The manuals contained martial arts techniques from all over the world, including those of her own Xiaoyao Sect.

Even though the cultivation manual wasn't included in the Langhuan Paradise, she still had some understanding of the principles and techniques of the Lingbo Weibu.

I never expected that this martial uncle would have mastered the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to such an extent. In terms of lightness skills alone, my cousin is probably no match for Martial Uncle Zhou!

At this moment, Yao Bodang deliberately switched hands with the steel knife and reached out to grab Zhou Feng.

The latter neither dodged nor evaded, and simultaneously grabbed Yao Bodang's pulse point.

"Young man, I will not take advantage of you. Today, my Qin Family Village admits defeat. As long as you come with me, I will release you once we reach the shore."

Turning his head to look at Yao Bodang, Zhou Feng sighed softly: "The way you put it, you seem pretty righteous."

Just as Yao Bodang was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed. He felt that his internal energy was somehow out of control and was surging into Zhou Feng's body through the hand that was holding him!

"The Great Art of Dissolving... Dissolving Power?"

Upon hearing these four words, everyone lying on the ground paled.

They weren't afraid of death; having been in the underworld for so long, they were prepared to risk their lives and even their lives.

However, the reputation of the Xingxiuhai group in the martial arts world is not so good. For those who encounter them, death is the easiest outcome.

There are countless martial arts practitioners who have been captured by those people to refine and test medicines.

"Fake it my ass! This is the Northern Darkness Divine Art of the Free and Unfettered Sect! The Free and Unfettered Sect! You son of a bitch!"

Zhou Feng pointed at Yao Bodang, whom he had captured, and gave him a good scolding. He had originally wanted to spare the guy's life, but given his poor eyesight, it was better to give him all his power.

After all, with this guy's emotional intelligence and strength, it's not easy for him to have survived in the underworld to this age. He should just settle down and find a place to retire in peace!

Under Yao Bodang's terrified gaze, Zhou Feng completely absorbed his internal energy, then threw it aside and looked at the others on the ground.

Every martial artist who was swept by Zhou Feng's gaze involuntarily shuddered and shuffled a few steps away from him, as if that would allow them to avoid Zhou Feng's actions.

"This... Uncle-Master, is this really not the Dissolving Power Technique?"

Wang Yuyan, who was standing at the door, hesitated for a few seconds before finally asking a question.

After all, judging from Zhou Feng's actions and the nature of the technique he used, it was indeed very similar to the Starry Sea's Dissolving Power Technique.

"Of course not! The Northern Darkness Divine Art was passed down to me by your grandmother, how could it be the Dissolving Power Technique?"

Zhou Feng sighed softly, his gaze sweeping over Wang Yuyan.

Of all those present, none would have escaped death if they had encountered Ding Chunqiu; only Zhou Feng was able to escape thanks to the Northern Darkness Divine Art.

However, Ding Chunqiu would never do anything to Wang Yuyan once it was revealed that she was Li Qingluo's daughter.

She might even be pampered like a little princess!

After all, Li Qingluo didn't care about Wuyazi, but she called Ding Chunqiu "father". Wasn't Wang Yuyan his granddaughter?

With such a relationship in place, what does Wang Yuyan have to fear?

"Your...Your Excellency, I..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? You talk too much, I'll suck your tongue first!"

A Qingcheng Sect master who was lying on the ground was about to say some polite words, or even beg for mercy. After all, as a member of the martial arts world, if he had no internal energy left, leaving this place would probably only mean death.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Feng glared at him, walked to his side, grabbed his arm, and activated the Northern Darkness Divine Art.

This caused everyone present to tremble uncontrollably, and they even tried to move away from Zhou Feng by using their hands and feet, disregarding the fact that their wounds from the submachine gun shots were still bleeding profusely.

After taking the medicine from another person, Zhou Feng nodded in satisfaction.

His efforts in practicing the Lingbo Weibu technique during this period were worthwhile.

If he had just arrived in this world, one Yao Bodang would probably have filled him up completely. Unlike now, after absorbing the energy of two people, he doesn't feel full at all!

Like opening a buffet, Zhou Feng glanced around and absorbed the internal energy of those who were more seriously injured. After absorbing most of their internal energy, he threw them to the door, leaving A Zhu and A Bi to decide how to deal with them later.

This damned bastard wouldn't listen to reason or force, he just kept sucking, and with the blood constantly flowing from the wound, the faces of all the martial arts practitioners present turned deathly pale.

After absorbing the energy of more than ten people, Zhou Feng finally felt a sense of satisfaction in his body, so he simply used the Lingbo Weibu technique in the hall and kept moving around.

"Miss, what is Brother Zhou doing?"

A'Zhu asked curiously, and Wang Yuyan pondered for a moment before revealing a hint of amazement: "Uncle Zhou must be using the characteristics of the Lingbo Weibu (Lingbo Steps) to refine his internal energy! Our family's ancient texts record that the Lingbo Weibu is a method of cultivating internal energy through movement. After practicing it, one can move swiftly without hindrance, and one's mind will be free and unhindered! Once he refines the mixed internal energy within his body, his skill will reach a new level!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present turned pale.

In the martial arts world, regardless of sect or school, cultivating internal strength requires a gradual and incremental process.

But this young man in front of me can absorb the internal energy of others, refine it, and integrate it into his own body!

Isn't this evil and heretical?

Lying on the ground, Yao Bodang, his face pale from having his inner strength drained, said weakly with a mocking tone, "So this is the Murong family of Yanziwu. To associate with such a wicked person, do they even deserve to be called the Southern Murong?"

"Chief Yao, Young Master Zhou is not some evil spirit. How the Murong family acts is none of your business! You'd better mind your own business!"

Azhu stepped forward and looked down at Yao Bodang with disdain in her eyes, which immediately broke Yao Bodang's guard as he lay on the ground.

Even when he broke down, all he could do was curse. After all, he had no internal energy left; his whole body was weak and he could barely get up. What could he possibly do?

boom!

Yao Bodang's voice stopped abruptly after he had only uttered two curses, and White Wolf slowly put away the submachine gun in his hand.

Anyway, Zhou Feng kept these people around only so that A Zhu could deal with them. In the end, they were prisoners captured by Zhou Feng, so it wouldn't matter if he shot one of them.

Who told this guy to speak so recklessly?

You can criticize the Murong family if you want, but why drag your own leader into it? Why is Bai Lang still indulging him?

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of Bai Lang and the others, the people in this world are no different from the people in Meng Hua Lu; they are all from another world.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of White Wolf and his crew, they were no different from NPCs; killing them was no big deal.

A Zhu and the other two women were naturally startled, but the other two were alright, having witnessed plenty of battles in the martial world in Yanziwu.

On the contrary, Wang Yuyan was somewhat panicked and hid next to Abi, keeping a little distance from Yao Bodang's corpse.

"Haha, Miss Azhu is right! Not just any cat or dog can run wild in my Yanziwu!"

A voice came from afar, growing louder as it approached.

Upon hearing the voice, Wang Yuyan's face lit up with joy, and she exclaimed happily, "Is Uncle Bao here?"

"No, no, Uncle Bao hasn't arrived yet!"

"Aren't you Uncle Bao? You're here before he even arrives, but you're already here anyway."

"No, no, I am not Uncle Bao."

"No, no, then who are you?"

"Brother Murong calls me Third Brother, but you call me Uncle. No, no, you've got it wrong."

...

The two's "not so" left Zhou Feng completely bewildered, while A Zhu and A Bi couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hey? Whose kid is this? Why is he wandering around my Swallow's Nest Hall like a headless fly?"

Suddenly, a figure flew in from outside the courtyard and instantly sat down on a chair in the center of the hall.

The people lying on the ground were somewhat horrified; the newcomer's martial arts skills were actually so high!

Thinking back to their previous attempt to confront Murong Fu at Yanziwu, it turned out that before the main character even appeared, a guest arrived first and defeated them all.

This person is clearly a retainer of the Murong family, and his martial arts skills are far beyond what they can match.

I really was a frog in a well!

Before he could even sigh, Zhou Feng, who had been practicing the Lingbo Weibu technique for over a dozen cycles, finally stopped and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Now that space has been cleared up again, we can continue to absorb internal energy!

With that thought in mind, he walked directly toward Sima Lin and the others.

The people who were just sucked up were from Qin Family Village; the rest were just lackeys, so it didn't matter. It's Qingcheng Sect's turn now!

As Zhou Feng approached, Sima Lin and the others dodged on the ground, their wounds leaving bloodstains everywhere. Bao Butong frowned immediately.

When he arrived, he only heard what A'Zhu had just said and did not see Zhou Feng absorbing internal energy.

Seeing these martial arts figures so frightened by Zhou Feng, they were immediately filled with curiosity.

"Young hero, please spare me! Please spare me! This is the Murong family's Canhe Manor. Now that the local master has returned, you must obtain his permission before you can do anything!"

They had just witnessed Bao Butong's display of skill and naturally understood that he was also a master in the martial arts world.

If Zhou Feng and Bao Butong could fight each other, at least they would have a chance to survive!

"You are all prisoners I captured. After I deal with you, I will naturally leave you to the Murong family to deal with."

Zhou Feng casually made a remark, his target being Sima Lin.

He could sense that the space he had vacated was probably enough to take down another Yao Bodang. The other party was not much different from Sima Lin, so he would deal with this guy first.

Just as Zhou Feng was about to reach Sima Yun, a figure suddenly blocked their path. Bao Butong stroked his beard, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Not at all. This young master has dealt with the invading enemy for our Yanziwu, for which I am very grateful and accept your favor. However, since they came to cause trouble for Yanziwu, it is up to Yanziwu to decide how to deal with them."

"Brother Bao! Young Master Zhou, he..."

A'Zhu's expression immediately changed. Putting aside whether Bao Butong could withstand the power of that hidden weapon, it was only because Zhou Feng and the others were brought back by her and A'Bi to help them that Bao Butong's words were somewhat inappropriate.

"Heh... these chickens and dogs, even if Young Master Duan hadn't made a move, I could have captured them all when I returned."

Hearing what Bao Butong said, Sima Lin and the others lying on the ground immediately turned pale. He called them cats and dogs, and even called them chickens and dogs. He didn't consider them human beings, did he?

I'm just a fish on the chopping block, at their mercy. Let them say whatever they want, as long as I can survive.

"Don't worry, I'll hand them over to you in a bit."

Zhou Feng casually replied and reached out to grab Sima Lin.

"Watch out, young master!"

A gust of wind came from beside him, and Bao Butong had already brought two fingers of his right hand together and struck towards his wrist.

This guy still has some sense of morality. He reminded Zhou Feng before making a move and didn't attack his vital points, probably just wanting to make him back down.