The newcomer was Ye Feng, his face grim.
He wore a long black robe, the hem of which fluttered slightly in the wind, making him look elegant and handsome.
Sunlight streamed through the blinds, reflecting off him and creating a soft halo around him.
He walked towards us unhurriedly, his hands behind his back.
An invisible pressure spread out.
A group of martial artists from the Martial Arts Management Division were so frightened that they hurriedly moved aside to both sides.
Nowadays, Ye Feng has a fearsome reputation, and no one dares to provoke him easily.
Upon seeing Ye Feng, Dongfang Sheng was overjoyed and spoke with a choked voice, filled with guilt.
"Young Master Ye..."
"I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them..."
He was about to speak when Ye Feng waved his hand to stop him.
"I know everything that happened."
While downstairs, Ye Feng's divine sense had already enveloped the entire Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
He was fully aware of what was happening inside the private room.
This includes dialogue between the two parties.
To his surprise, Dongfang Sheng underwent a tremendous transformation.
He could tell that the other person wasn't being pretentious.
Rather, it's a genuine effort to protect oneself.
Although, in his own eyes, his behavior was somewhat ridiculous.
It's like ants trying to protect a dragon.
Ye Feng walked up to him, stopped, glanced at his sunken chest, and frowned slightly.
Inside the private room, the tall, thin old man glanced at Ye Feng, took a sip of tea, and said calmly.
“I have already severed his heart meridian; he won’t live for more than a few days.”
"Hmph, this is what happens when you go against the imperial court!"
The voice conveyed a warning.
This is a way of intimidating Ye Feng.
It was a way of giving him a warning.
Upon hearing that his days were numbered, Dongfang Sheng smiled sadly and said through gritted teeth in a broken voice.
"To be born in the same era as you...traitors, is my greatest...disgrace!"
"I, Dongfang Sheng... deserve no regret in dying, I only regret that I couldn't... personally eliminate you all... cough cough..."
After saying that, he vomited several more mouthfuls of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his breathing became increasingly weak.
Beside him, the ghost servant supported him, his face full of anxiety.
"Sir, sir..."
Then, he turned to look at Ye Feng.
"Mr. Ye, please, please save Mr. Dongfang..."
"I'm kneeling down before you."
After saying that, he knelt down in front of Ye Feng and began to kowtow repeatedly.
Ghost Servant was absolutely loyal to Dongfang Sheng.
Inside the private room.
The tall, thin old man said coldly.
"Hmph, even if you break your head, Ghost Servant, he still can't save Dongfang Sheng."
Ye Feng waved his hand gently, and an invisible force helped him up. He raised an eyebrow and said.
"Oh, really? Then open your dog eyes and take a good look."
After saying that, he took out the Taiyi Golden Needle and inserted it into Dongfang Sheng's chest, specifically the Tanzhong acupoint, the Qihai acupoint, and the Jianjing acupoint on both shoulders.
Inside the private room.
The tall, thin old man's eyes flashed.
He immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the golden needle and was greatly surprised, as if he had remembered something.
But it was too far away, so I couldn't see it clearly.
By the time he was about to examine it closely, Ye Feng had already put away the golden needles, patted Dongfang Sheng on the shoulder, and said...
"Now everything is fine. The broken bones, tendons, and damaged internal organs have all been healed."
"Now, let's try some movement."
Yu Honggang sneered.
"Hmph, everything's alright now?"
"That's easy for you to say. Are you questioning Elder Mo's abilities?"
Ye Feng ignored him.
Dongfang Sheng felt a surge of heat within his body, and the injured area was itchy, as if many ants were crawling on it.
He tried to stand up slowly, swung his arms around, and his face was full of surprise.
"It's really okay now."
After saying that, he made some punching and kicking motions, and it didn't hurt at all. He looked lively and energetic.
Everyone present was shocked; their jaws nearly dropped.
The gaunt old man called Mo Lao was also filled with shock, his eyes looking at Ye Feng with solemnity.
Dongfang Sheng was extremely excited to have escaped with his life, and his eyes even turned red.
"Young Master Ye, I never imagined you were a legendary doctor."
"I admire you to the point of prostration. I won't say more. From now on, my life belongs to you."
Yu Honggang, relying on Old Mo's presence, spoke with impunity.
"Ye Feng, you wantonly slaughtered officials of the imperial court. Even if you have made a great contribution, it cannot atone for your crimes..."
puff--
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng slapped him to death, and blood mist filled the air.
"Did I give you permission to speak? You have no manners at all."
"They even want to poison me."
puff--
After saying that, he casually slapped one of Honggang's followers to death.
"Hmph, a bunch of cowards who fear death. When Cao Meng caused trouble earlier, not one of you dared to come over."
“Now that Cao Meng is dead and I have wiped out the rebels, they immediately jumped out to accuse me and even tried to arrest me.”
"Who do you think you are!"
After saying this, he successively killed several officers from the Ministry of War standing beside him.
The dull, thumping sounds continued incessantly.
A thick layer of blood mist filled the private room.
Yu Honggang's many men were terrified and hurriedly hid behind Old Mo.
It should be noted that Yu Honggang was at least a third-grade Earth Realm expert.
The rest of those killed were also experts at the Profound Realm.
It was killed with a single slap, as easily as swatting a bunch of flies.
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