A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

"Do it!" Zhao Hui shouted.

A dozen or so dark figures, accompanied by a strong gust of wind, attacked wildly from all sides, engulfing Ye Feng and Lin Yuqing with flashing swords and shadows.

"Hide behind me!"

Ye Feng shouted and sprang up, protecting Lin Yuqing behind him.

He wielded that domineering martial art, which originated from Nirvana Mountain, to its fullest extent. Wherever his fists struck, thunder roared. The assassins who rushed out had no chance to react. One punch after another landed, and they slammed into the walls and tables with a loud bang, screaming in agony.

Those assassins were fearless, one after another taking their place as the first fell. Each one aimed their blades at Ye Feng and Lin Yuqing's vital points. These people had clearly been raised and trained by some kind of conditioning method, devoid of pain and fear, leaving only the bodies of assassins. This was the terrifying aspect of the person behind Zhao Hui; they could turn living people into obedient killing machines. This was the power of the blade.

What's even more deadly are those black-clad experts, whose internal energy is pure and their coordination is perfect. They deliberately find opportunities to target Ye Feng while he is protecting Lin Yuqing, preventing him from exerting his strength. They attack one spot after another, one strike after another, and each move is linked to the next. This forces Ye Feng to defend while looking for an opportunity to counterattack, and once he counterattacks, he has no choice but to return to defense.

Ye Feng used one hand to protect Lin Yuqing and the other to attack, making it very difficult for him to move around. Soon, a tear appeared on his back, and blood seeped out. Lin Yuqing's skirt was also torn into several pieces.

Under normal circumstances, with Ye Feng's excellent martial arts skills, even dozens of them wouldn't be able to get close to him. But tonight, Ye Feng had to worry about a woman who couldn't even kill a chicken, while also forcibly suppressing the restless death energy within his body. His abilities were actually greatly diminished.

"Ye Feng, run away, don't worry about me!"

Lin Yuqing clutched his clothes tightly, feeling both worried and afraid.

"Shut up!" Ye Feng said without turning his head. "If we're going to run, we'll run together!"

In the midst of the melee, the experts seemed to have discerned a clue: Ye Feng's only weakness was the woman beside him. As long as they could entangle him and make him focus all his efforts on protecting her, they could exploit more of his weaknesses and then deliver a fatal blow.

Zhao Hui stood aside with a sneer, his lips twitching slightly as he revealed a look of certainty.

"A fire!"

He murmured softly, and as soon as his voice fell, the group immediately changed their strategy. Instead of attacking Ye Feng, they dodged his attacks and surrounded Lin Yuqing!

Ye Feng's pupils contracted sharply. In this critical moment, he couldn't care less about anything else. The ball of peak Yang True Qi in his body erupted! Without holding back.

"Get out of my way!"

With a roar, a powerful surge of true energy erupted from his entire body, bursting out like a torrent.

Caught off guard, the three experts were sent flying backward, sword and all, by his domineering and unparalleled true energy, coughing up mouthfuls of blood...

Many of the assassins around him were also swept away, and few dared to approach him.

But at the very moment his true energy surged wildly, completely unrestrained...

Ye Feng's face suddenly turned ashen.

The stagnant death energy lurking deep within his meridians, taking advantage of the moment when he was fully energized and unable to control even a trace of its power, launched a frenzied backlash!

With a "poof" sound!

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The death calamity has struck! And it's been activated at its strongest.

The deathly aura and his maddening true energy were tearing and ravaging each other wildly, far more powerful than the first riot in the warehouse.

Ye Feng felt as if he were being torn to pieces.

The intense heat of fire and the deadly cold of ice were frantically roasting and freezing inside his body, making every meridian feel as if it had been twisted and broken.

What's even more critical is that Lin Yuqing is with him this time, but it will take time and a calm mind to dispel the extremely yin death energy!

Amidst the flashing swords and the entanglement of death, there was no time for respite. The overwhelming true energy that had just driven away these enemies began to attack Ye Feng frantically.

He knelt down on one knee, his hand supporting him on the ground trembling, unable to stand up.

Mouthfuls of blood flowed from his mouth, soaking his clothes all over his chest.

Zhao Hui had been waiting for this moment!

He didn't even let the assassins attack him anymore. What he wanted was to watch Ye Feng, who had caught him off guard, be slowly tortured and swallowed up by the calamity on his body. This feeling was more exciting than killing him with a single blow.

"Haha! Just as I thought!" Zhao Hui's eyes revealed a sinister look as he walked forward step by step, looking at Ye Feng lying on the ground vomiting blood with the same gaze he would give a rabbit that had already been caught.

"Dr. Ye, you're right! You should still pray! Can your body withstand it?"

"Do you know? This body is a rare, once-in-a-millennium, peak-body physique, and it also has that death calamity."

He crouched down beside Ye Feng, his face close to Ye Feng's, and whispered, in a voice only the two of them could hear: "It's much more precious than you think!"

"pity!"

"pity!"

"Can't you just keep going?!"

Zhao Hui raised his hand!

"Do it!" Zhao Hui's voice was icy cold this time, without the slightest hesitation: "This time, I'll kill him and be done with it!"

The severely injured experts grinned maliciously as they dragged themselves toward the kneeling Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng is now completely devoid of true energy and is in grave danger, barely able to lift a finger.

"Ye Feng!"

Lin Yuqing rushed over, hugged him tightly, and stood in front of the flashing blades to shield him. Her eyes were red and tears streamed down her face.

"Want to kill him? Then finish me off right here!" she screamed, her beautiful and noble face now devoid of its former gentleness, replaced by a crazed and resolute expression.

How similar this scene is to that night in the warehouse?

This time is different. This time the enemy is stronger, and the power of death is more intense. That night in the warehouse, she saved herself with a natural Yin energy, but now this deadly calamity has been pushed to its limit and is even more dangerous! Even if she puts all her strength into it, she doesn't know if she can suppress it, not to mention that there are so many sword rings surrounding them.

A life-or-death situation.

"Fool, get out of the way!"

Ye Feng knelt on the ground, unable to see anything in front of him amidst the pool of blood. His consciousness was rapidly fading. With his last bit of strength, he pushed the woman in front of him away, "Silly girl, get out of the way."

But Lin Yuqing remained standing there.

Life and death, separation and death.

Just as those deadly sword techniques were about to strike, a sudden change occurred.

Mutation and regeneration.