Two of the three martial arts masters were killed in the blink of an eye.
Only You Tanzhi, half-dead, remained, lying on the ground like a dead dog, his eyes filled with fear.
Ye Feng strode over, lifted him up with one hand, and slapped him dozens of times with both hands.
The crackling and popping sounds were like a string of firecrackers, and You Tanzhi's head was hit so hard that it swayed left and right like a punching bag.
Even with the Iron Head Divine Skill, he couldn't withstand Ye Feng's punches, and his head was severely deformed.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The fist slammed down like an iron hammer, breaking the bones in You Tanzhi's body, and blood kept gushing from his mouth and nose.
A dignified martial arts master was utterly humiliated, reduced to a weakling with no chance of fighting back, and was on the verge of death.
This time, his Iron Head technique finally gave way. He was hit so hard that he saw stars, and a large gash split open in the middle of his head, gushing blood and turning his hair red.
"Ye Feng...cough cough...if you have the guts, then kill me..."
Another punch landed, shattering his cheekbone and leaving a large fist-shaped dent in his face.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die a quick death."
Ye Feng originally intended to use the Soul Searching Technique on him.
However, a master at the Martial King level must have set up a restriction in their mind.
Once touched, the other party will immediately self-destruct.
Many of the previous high-ranking members of the Seven Killings Hall were like this.
Ye Feng abandoned this plan, thinking he could get You Tanzhi to talk through other means.
"Speak, why did you wipe out my entire Ye family back then? What was your purpose in doing so?"
What deep-seated hatred do my parents have for you?
On that mountain peak not far away.
The young man carrying the ancient sword frowned as he spoke.
"Uncle-Master, shouldn't we step in to save You Tanzhi?"
After all, the Seven Killings Hall was a force that the Sword Forging Manor had helped to establish.
Of course, much of this is thanks to the Americans.
The white-haired old man shook his head and said.
"No need. You Tanzhi is just a dog we keep. He has no use to us anymore. In fact, Ye Feng could have killed him from the beginning. The reason he did this was just to torture him and vent his anger."
The young man said with concern.
“I’m worried that You Tanzhi will expose our Sword Casting Manor.”
The white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, completely unconcerned.
"Ye Feng will find out sooner or later, but what can we do about it?"
"Why would a dragon care about a few ants? Even if a whole bunch of them came, it could crush them with a flick of its wrist, humph."
“What my uncle says is absolutely right. Besides, our people should already have his sister under control, hehe.”
Before he arrived, he had already arranged for people to go to Haidong to capture Ye Wushuang and use her to control Ye Feng.
Haidong.
A bustling downtown street.
Ye Wushuang was shopping with Ouyang Luoxue, and Chen Jiayin was with them as well.
Every weekend, Ye Wushuang would make a special trip back from Jiangnan University.
This time is no exception.
The three beauties are all stunningly beautiful, each possessing a striking appearance comparable to that of a major celebrity.
It created a beautiful scene on the street, attracting the eager eyes of countless livestock.
Suddenly.
An SUV with black reflective film sped by and came to an emergency stop as it passed them.
Two martial artists jumped out of the car and strode towards the three of them, exuding a murderous aura.
It was people sent by the Sword Casting Manor.
"Oh no, run!"
Ye Wushuang was the first to realize the danger and pulled the two of them to run.
But their path had been blocked.
A martial arts master reached out and grabbed Ye Wushuang.
Bang!
Suddenly, a burst of golden light erupted from Ye Wushuang's body, instantly killing the Martial Grandmaster.
This is the talisman Ye Feng left for his sister before he left, and it's now proving useful.
Upon seeing that someone had died, chaos erupted in the streets, and everyone scattered and fled.
However, the opposing side had a large number of people, including a martial arts master. After attacking three times in a row, they finally exhausted the power of the talisman.
In the end, Ye Wushuang was dragged into the car and driven away.
It took less than two minutes in total.
Afterwards, Ouyang Luoxue hurriedly called Ye Feng, but his phone was always switched off and she couldn't get through.
"What do we do now?"
Chen Jiayin was at a loss.
The two women were like ants on a hot pan, running around in circles.
"Let's go home and find Grandpa. Maybe he can help."
at this time.
You Tanzhi was beaten so badly by Ye Feng that his face was covered in blood. Despite his barely breathing appearance, he was still very stubborn.
"Cough cough... Ye Feng... if you have the guts, then kill me..."
"Trying to get... anything out of my mouth... cough cough... no way..."
This guy is determined to die, acting like a dead pig that's not afraid of boiling water.
He is still unaware that he has been ruthlessly abandoned by his master.
However, the more he acted this way, the more Ye Feng felt there was more to it than met the eye, and he calmly said...
"It's okay, I have plenty of patience."
After saying that, the Qilin Arm flashed, and the raging crimson flames instantly engulfed and burned You Tanzhi.
Ye Feng's cold voice rang out.
“You Tanzhi, to paraphrase what you just said, I have a thousand ways to torture you, to make you wish you were dead.”
"Let's take it slow, I hope you can hold on."
"ah……"
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