Bang bang!
Yang Feilong struck again, and the two martial artists who charged at him were knocked to the ground with a few punches and kicks, and then pinned under his feet.
"You dare to act tough with just this?" Yang Feilong, with his feet on the two top henchmen of Wang Chongzhi, looked at Xu Qing and Wang Chongzhi with undisguised disappointment and mockery in his eyes.
"You..." Wang Chongzhi was so furious at Yang Feilong's taunts that he felt like spitting blood.
This was practically defecating on his head.
Xu Qing's eyes were filled with dread. He felt Yang Feilong's gaze on him was icy cold, as if he wanted to tear him to shreds!
"Let me!" Just then, the last subordinate beside Wang Chongzhi spoke up.
This subordinate possessed an extremely powerful aura, his cultivation even stronger than that of the heavily injured Zhuo Yidao, the bearded man.
He had reached the peak of the True Martial Realm!
"Take him down, and I'll give you a bonus!" Wang Chongzhi declared loudly.
The subordinate remained silent, his eyes fixed on Yang Feilong like a fierce tiger. In the next moment, he flashed and charged towards Yang Feilong, a dagger appearing in his hand at some point.
A master at the True Martial Realm, and he was using a weapon.
This caused many to gasp in astonishment.
"Is that really fair? Using a weapon?"
"This is troublesome! Even if this young man is strong, he probably can't handle Wang Chongzhi's trusted subordinate! After all, this subordinate once fought Zhuo Yidao and won, and now with a weapon, he's even more formidable!"
"That's not exactly martial etiquette!"
"Indeed! But they're just that arrogant, so be careful what you say, don't attract their attention, or they might hold a grudge against us!"
Whoosh!
The dagger, with its sharp, icy glint, aimed for Yang Feilong's throat, pressing relentlessly!
Facing the cold, sharp weapon, Yang Feilong extended his right hand. Seeing this, many inhaled sharply. Was he going to parry the dagger with his bare hands?
Could flesh and blood truly contend with a cold, sharp blade?
The next moment, a chorus of exclamations erupted.
Because the dagger that had been in the man's hand moments before was now in Yang Feilong's grasp.
"Disarmed a weapon with bare hands?"
"Is that even possible?"
"My heavens, what am I seeing?"
Gasps followed.
At this moment, Yang Feilong's display had stunned many present.
Wang Chongzhi's subordinate was fierce and brutal, and his attacks were incredibly ruthless. It was precisely because of this that he was so renowned.
Yet, no one had expected Yang Feilong to put on such a spectacular performance against him.
In the next instant, Yang Feilong wielded the dagger.
He thrust it forward fiercely.
The subordinate's eyes were still filled with shock and disbelief. In the next moment, he saw the lunging dagger and attempted to dodge.
But it was too fast!
In Yang Feilong's hands, the dagger moved far faster than he could.
Blood splattered.
The next moment, the formidable subordinate roared, "Damn beast, you've crippled my dantian!"
With that single stab, it had directly hit his dantian. In the next instant, the power within the dagger erupted, shattering the subordinate's dantian and dissipating his cultivation.
Yang Feilong then pulled out the dagger, gave him a pat, and the roaring man crashed to the ground.
"He's dead?"
"Even if he's not dead, he's completely ruined!"
"This young man has such ruthless methods!"
"Ruthless? I think it's quite normal, after all, that man was trying to kill this young man!"
"However, now the two sides have truly forged an eternal enmity. Crippling someone's cultivation is akin to maiming an ordinary person!"
Yang Feilong continued to walk towards Xu Qing and Wang Chongzhi.
"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer!" Xu Qing was completely panicked now. He didn't even notice his pants had gotten wet.
He was truly terrified by Yang Feilong's ferocity. He was just too ruthless.
He was going all out to kill their men!
"Kid, you've courted immense trouble! I advise you to retrace your steps!" Wang Chongzhi looked at the approaching Yang Feilong. Although he couldn't help but tremble, his expression showed no panic, and he gritted his teeth.
Slap!
Yang Feilong unleashed a palm strike, sending Wang Chongzhi spitting blood and flying backward. He landed and immediately fell unconscious!
"No way? He just struck him down?"
"Isn't Wang Chongzhi their boss? Is he that weak?"
"I thought Wang Chongzhi was some big shot and would be very strong, but I didn't expect him to be so weak!"
The scene of Yang Feilong sending Wang Chongzhi flying with a single palm strike left everyone dumbfounded.
Yang Feilong had already noticed that Wang Chongzhi had no cultivation earlier. Was this strange? It was both strange and not strange.
What was strange was that he had no cultivation yet could lead some ancient martial arts practitioners. But why wasn't it strange? Some people were excellent at making money, and naturally, they could recruit practitioners to work for them!
Furthermore, perhaps Wang Chongzhi had some unknown background!
Seeing Yang Feilong directly strike Wang Chongzhi, causing him to spit blood and fall unconscious, Xu Qing, unsure if he was dead or alive, immediately dropped to his knees.
"Don't kill me!" Xu Qing looked at Yang Feilong in terror.
"Weren't you following me, intending to kill me?" Yang Feilong asked Xu Qing with a playful smile.
"You..." Xu Qing was stunned and then trembled. "No, I didn't!"
At this moment, he was absolutely terrified.
He had been following Yang Feilong very stealthily before. How had Yang Feilong discovered him?
But he dared not admit it now, fearing Yang Feilong would kill him. The current Yang Feilong looked too terrifying, striking without reservation, his every move aimed at either killing or crippling!
Were any of the people Yang Feilong had beaten up still intact?
Only those two tattooed men were relatively better off, but not by much. They were still lying on the ground, bleeding.
And those two were ordinary people with no cultivation!
Slap!
Yang Feilong struck out with a palm, and Xu Qing, kneeling on the ground, was sent flying backward. Several of his teeth were knocked out, and blood streamed from his mouth.
But on his face, he wore a fawning smile. "Master, are you satisfied? If not, hit me again!"
As he spoke, his face rapidly swelled, and blood flowed from his mouth when he talked.
At this moment, he had abandoned all shame for the sake of his life!
However, in his heart, he harbored a venomous thought: "Yang, you just wait. I will definitely kill you, I swear!"
His hatred for Yang Feilong was like a surging river!
After all, when had Xu Qing ever suffered such a great humiliation and loss of face?
In the next moment.
Yang Feilong flashed and brought his foot down towards him.
"No!" Seeing where Yang Feilong's foot was heading, Xu Qing screamed in horror. That was the symbol of his manhood!
But Yang Feilong's movement did not stop because of his plea.
Crack!
"Ah!"
Instantly, a piercing scream echoed through the street.