Ye Feng thought about it and realized that what the other party said made some sense.
Although Lan Yu's combat power is terrifying, she cannot speak and cannot communicate with normal people.
Fatty Situ is alright in managing finances and the Chamber of Commerce, but his cultivation level is too low. It's unrealistic to expect him to charge into battle and fight.
The guy in front of me, however, is indeed a suitable candidate in this regard.
Thinking of this, I let go of his hand.
The man collapsed to the ground, and after catching his breath, he knelt before Ye Feng with utmost respect.
"Thank you for sparing my life, Master."
"From this day forward, my life, Xiahou Ba's life, belongs to its master."
Xiahou Ba!
This name sounds quite powerful and imposing.
"How old are you this year?" Ye Feng asked.
Xiahou Ba said honestly.
"I am twenty-two years old, Master."
Ye Feng was speechless for a moment.
"You look so mature, I thought you were almost fifty."
"Get up."
Xiahou Ba “~@*@~”.
It was as if he had been hit by tens of thousands of points of critical damage in an instant.
Ye Feng was not afraid that he would develop disloyalty.
Because in the face of overwhelming power, any conspiracy or trickery is futile.
Across from him, Ma Zhiyuan was stunned by what he saw. He didn't even notice the cigarette in his hand fall to the ground, and his eyes were filled with fear.
This was a secret weapon specially prepared for them by the prefect, specifically to deal with Ye Feng.
Xiahou Ba, known as the Bloodthirsty Demon God, was a ruthless killer, and countless masters died under his blade.
He was infamous in the martial arts world of Jiangnan Prefecture, and was feared by all.
Unexpectedly, Ye Feng subdued him with ease.
"Kill him."
Ye Feng pointed at Ma Zhiyuan.
If you want to be his lackey, you must pledge your allegiance.
"Yes, it's the master."
Xiahou Ba was also eager to show his loyalty to Ye Feng. He bent down, picked up the long knife on the ground, and rushed towards Ma Zhiyuan. Black evil flames burned around him, and he let out a ferocious laugh.
"Hehehehe..."
Xiahou Ba now seems to be possessed by a demon god, his whole body is in a berserk state, and the surrounding air is burning and twisting.
"Xiahou Ba, you've gone mad! How dare you kill me..."
"Go to hell!"
The long sword in his hand slashed at Ma Zhiyuan with lightning speed. Even the long sword was burning with black, malevolent flames, like the Grim Reaper's scythe that reaped lives.
Ma Zhiyuan's expression changed.
Although he was a fifth-grade Xuan Realm expert, he did not dare to confront this madman head-on and dodged the attack by sidestepping.
Then, his figure moved like a fish, nimbly circling behind Xiahou Ba, and with a backhand slash, he aimed his blade at Xiahou Ba's back.
Xiahou Ba seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, turning around and slashing fiercely at his opponent, thus thwarting the opponent's sneak attack.
A sword and a blade clashed in mid-air, producing a clanging sound, and sparks flew in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged more than a dozen blows.
Ma Zhiyuan was no match for Xiahou Ba at all, and was constantly being suppressed and beaten, suffering multiple injuries.
"Bang—"
Xiahou Ba kicked Ma Zhiyuan away, and the wall behind him was smashed through, buried by rubble, and filled with dust.
Xiahou Ba strode over, carrying his long sword. Black, malevolent flames burned fiercely, scorching the air around him until it twisted and churned.
Suddenly, the pile of rubble exploded, and Ma Zhiyuan, covered in blood, rushed out, his long sword aimed straight at Xiahou Ba.
"Xiahou Ba, die!"
Pfft—
Xiahou Ba charged forward like lightning, faster than his opponent, and with a single stroke, he severed Ma Zhiyuan's head.
The long sword drew a black arc of electricity through the air.
Ma Zhiyuan, Director of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Management Department, is dead!
"Hehehehe..."
After killing Ma Zhiyuan, Xiahou Ba turned around with a sinister smile and walked towards Ye Feng.
He's currently in a state of frenzy and berserk, his mind isn't working properly, and he can't distinguish between friend and foe at all.
"Smack—"
Ye Feng slapped him, sending him flying far away.
Xiahou Ba rolled and crawled on the ground before regaining his senses. The black, malevolent flames surrounding him gradually disappeared, and his eyes returned to clarity. He dusted himself off and ran over eagerly, saying in a fearful tone.
"I'm sorry, Master."
"I am not yet able to fully control the state of being possessed by the demon god. Please forgive me for any offense caused."
The person before him was a mysterious being who could kill him with ease.
Although he couldn't sense any fluctuations in Ye Feng's aura, he looked just like an ordinary person.
But the more unfathomable something is, the more terrifying it becomes.
The other party was not lying; Ye Feng could sense a terrifying murderous aura hidden within Xiahou Ba's body.
"Have you been like this since you were little?"
A look of pain appeared in Xiahou Ba's eyes, as if he was unwilling to talk about the past.
But faced with Ye Feng's question, he had no choice but to answer.
"My mother was pregnant with me for three years before she gave birth to me."
"On the night I was born, a red tornado swept through the sky and destroyed the entire village. It rained all night long."
"When I was born, I was covered in these terrible black flames, which terrified my parents."
“The villagers all thought I was a jinx who would bring disaster to everyone, and they wanted to kill me.”
"I survived thanks to my parents' best efforts to protect me, but my whole family was driven out of the village."
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