In the blink of an eye, seven or eight of the dozen or so martial arts masters were smashed to death.
The remaining few people hurriedly retreated in fright, looking at Ye Feng with fear and unease as if he were a human monster.
"This is terrifying, this kid is simply not human."
"Could it be that he has already reached the level of Martial Emperor?"
"That's impossible. There hasn't been a Martial Emperor in the world for over a hundred years. This is pure physical strength."
"Damn, what a terrifying physical body, just as horrifying as an ancient savage dragon."
Ye Feng's gaze was as cold and sharp as lightning. He strode forward and killed a Martial King of the third rank with a single punch.
While killing these people, he also took the opportunity to invade their consciousness, revealing all their past experiences.
They were mostly accomplices to evil, committing murder and arson, and deserved to die.
Bang!
With a single punch, he turned a martial arts master into a bloody mist.
"Hmph, you rely on the protection of the God King to do evil and aid the wicked."
Bang!
Another punch killed two martial arts masters.
"If one does not think about serving the country above, nor about eliminating evil and maintaining peace below, and cannot follow the righteous path or uphold loyalty and integrity, what is the meaning of being a martial artist?"
Bang!
With two consecutive punches, he killed the remaining few people, and the scene was filled with blood mist.
"People like you, the higher your cultivation level, the greater the harm you cause."
In the blink of an eye, the remaining people were killed one after another.
Only the hunchbacked, withered old man, the white-haired old woman, and another Martial King of the seventh rank remained at the scene.
"Run!"
The three of them split up and fled for their lives, panicked and disoriented, like stray dogs.
"Hmph, trying to run away? Not so easy."
"cut!"
Ye Feng unleashed a sword strike that swept across the sky like a startled swan, instantly killing the last Martial King Rank 7 expert.
Then, he caught up with the white-haired old woman and smashed his iron fist solidly into her head.
The old woman screamed in terror, desperately unleashing all sorts of magical artifacts to form layers of protective shields in front of her, which Ye Feng easily broke through.
His head was smashed by a punch, and his body was torn to pieces, with blood splattering across the sky.
The remaining hunchbacked, withered old man hadn't run far before Ye Feng caught up with him, grabbed him by the neck, lifted him up, and coldly questioned him.
Who posted that video?
Where is my mother's body?
"And what about that bastard Zhao Tianding?"
Ye Feng exuded a murderous aura, like a god of death.
The withered old man was being pinched until his eyes rolled back, and he could barely breathe.
This old guy was different from the people Ye Feng had met before; he was afraid of death and compromised on the spot.
"Cough cough... I, I said... you have to promise... not to kill me."
He was truly shocked by Ye Feng's ruthless methods, and his heart was pounding with fear.
Ye Feng gripped his neck tightly with his large hand like an iron clamp, and said coldly.
"Do you still have the right to negotiate with me now?"
"If you don't talk, I'll strangle you right now."
"Ahem... I said... His Highness is at the Haidong branch of the Black Gold Consortium..."
The old man even gave out the address.
Then, Ye Feng snapped his neck and tossed him aside like a dead fish.
Ye Feng was about to leave this place and head to the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.
Suddenly, without warning, large dark clouds drifted in from high above, accompanied by lightning, thunder, and strong winds.
A great storm arose on the sea, with towering waves that roared like a thousand horses.
Click—
A bright flash of lightning, like a giant military knife, slashed fiercely at Ye Feng.
Such a sneak attack is truly impossible to defend against.
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