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Give it up!
I have prepared for this day for a long time. I have almost bet all my fortune on Killer Hall. Once hired, no one can change their mind, or they will be executed by Enforcement Hall. Don't even think about betting your own fortune against them, hoping to turn the tables. As for going to Sanctuary Hall, that is simply impossible.
Although you are exceptionally gifted, having reached True Martial Eight Layers at just nineteen, the people I hired are all at least at True Martial Eight Layers. Moreover, there are three Wu Tianfeng specifically tasked with dealing with the two old dogs who have followed you for nineteen years!
When an ordinary woman sees Sweet Beauty with no way out, she naturally mocks her, wanting to vent all her frustrations in one breath. As her words fell, four of Sweet Beauty's guards were killed, leaving only two Wu Tianfeng. But they were also severely injured!
It was my failure to recognize talent; if I die, I deserve it. But spare them, will you? If you're worried about being accused of betrayal, you can take their essence blood; that way, you'll have two more Wu Tianfeng to protect you.
Sweet Beauty gave up and began searching for a way out for her guards. "Miss, we refuse!" they declared passionately. "Even if we die, we will fight for you until the last moment. Even if we have to self-destruct, we will ensure you reach Sanctuary Hall." The two Old Matriarchs spoke fervently.
I do not want these old dogs following you! Everyone obeys orders; kill everyone except this wretch. The ordinary woman sneered and issued her final command. The three Wu Tianfeng and seventeen True Martial Eight Layers charged toward the surrounded trio.
Such power would easily overwhelm even a fully realized martial artist or a Half-Step Spirit Martial practitioner. Killing Intent surged forth, and an aura of annihilation enveloped the three of them.
"Miss, run!" one of the Old Matriarchs shouted in panic and then resolutely prepared to self-destruct.
"Hua Lao, no!"
Heaven above, who will help me? I am willing to give everything!
In this area, there were quite a few spectators and those eager to help, as Sweet Beauty exuded an approachable charm. Many were willing to give everything they had. However, the thought of facing the formidable Ten People made even the Half-Step Spirit Martial hesitate to act rashly. After all, even if they won, others would swoop in to reap the rewards.
Killing a Half-Step Spirit Martial would unleash a Killing Intent comparable to that of hundreds of ordinary Martial Realm fighters.
"Hahaha! You are truly delusional; no one will come to your aid! Watch those two old dogs die before your eyes!" The man’s mocking laughter echoed in Sweet Beauty's ears.
The two guards were severely injured and prepared for a final desperate struggle. At that moment, many people began to retreat a bit further away.
But just then, a calm voice suddenly rang out, "Who says no one is coming?" A powerful and overwhelming aura enveloped everyone present, its chilling presence even affecting those who were about to self-destruct.
All eyes turned toward the source of the voice. After watching for quite some time, Lin Feng finally chose to act when the stronger side was exhausted and had spent considerable energy.
There were several reasons for his intervention. One was that he came from Lei Guang Xuan. Another was that he had encountered betrayal, perhaps compounded by the sweet appearance and kind nature of Sweet Beauty. Ultimately, it was her declaration of willingness to give everything that compelled him to help.
At this moment, Lin Feng, clad in a black robe, hovered in mid-air, his eyes gazing downwards with an indiscernible realm and a restrained aura.
"Where did this trash come from to dare speak so boldly? Anyone who stands in my way shall be killed!" A common woman shouted at Lin Feng.
At this point, Sweet Beauty couldn’t help but think that a young man alone could not defeat these foes; he would only endanger his own life.
At this moment, the ten martial experts no longer allowed Lin Feng to influence them and continued their frenzied assault on the three surrounded individuals. The onlookers regarded Lin Feng as nothing more than a clown.
If one wanted to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, they should at least assess the situation first, right? This useless fool was probably just at the Martial Realm Initial Stage, yet he dared to step forward in a moment of foolish bravado.
Just wait and see; he would surely be taken down in a single blow!
As the crowd murmured among themselves, their attention returned to the battlefield, but in their eyes, this fight was already over. Lin Feng couldn’t help but chuckle at being ignored by everyone.
Since that was the case, he would make them pay attention!
With a swift motion, Lin Feng drew his Hurricane Fire Blade, and his figure suddenly vanished from sight.
Whoosh!
His momentum erupted as he unleashed a powerful slash. The force seemed to swallow mountains and rivers, and the blade tore through the sky!
Flames spread, engulfing the street.
Bang!
A True Martial Eight Layers expert didn’t even have time to react before being cleaved in half.
One down!
But this was just the beginning. One strike followed another, each blow like fire, unstoppable!
Two fell!
Three perished!
In just a moment, he had dispatched three True Martial Eight Layers experts.
This left everyone present in shock. The hired assassins quickly gathered together, preparing to confront this young man who could eliminate True Martial Eight Layers with ease.
Now there was an uproar as they stared at Lin Feng in disbelief.
Sweet Beauty, meanwhile, protected her two guards as she leaned against the wall.
Gasping for breath, she looked at Lin Feng, cloaked in black with long hair cascading over his shoulders, standing before her.
Staring at his back, she was deeply moved.
Then she hurriedly expressed her gratitude.
"Thank you for helping me!"
"Just be careful, my guard can no longer assist you. Only I, the True Martial Eight Layers, can help you," Wang Yin said, her voice steady.
Before she could finish her sentence, Lin Feng calmly interrupted, "No problem! I alone am enough!"
Lin Feng drew the War King Blade with his left hand and the Hurricane Fire Blade with his right. His eyes sparkled with electric intensity. "Kill that trash!" he commanded. "I'll show you what happens to those who meddle in my affairs!"
"Wang Yin Sister!" Wang Li shouted angrily as she charged forward. However, the three Wu Tianfeng were still the main force in this confrontation. Along with the remaining fourteen True Martial Eight Layers, they surged forward like a tidal wave, intent on overwhelming Lin Feng.
Lin Feng merely smiled faintly, holding his Twin Blades, his expression as cool as a gentle breeze. He stepped toward the approaching enemies.
Step! Step! Step!
What a show-off! This was the unanimous thought of the onlookers. Show-offs get struck by lightning!
No matter how strong he was, he was still in the Martial Realm; otherwise, he would have been wiped out by the city's rules long ago. Facing three Wu Tianfeng and fourteen True Martial Eight Layers, he would be exhausted to death!
Wang Yin was somewhat shocked; she couldn't understand why this young man who had come to her aid was so confident. After all, she was a Tian Jiao of the Wuji Sect, far stronger than an average True Martial Eight Layers.
Yet she prayed for Lin Feng's victory, even though it seemed completely impossible.
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