With three supreme masters, they were invincible upon descending the mountain.

Abandoned building, first floor lobby.

When Ye Yaocheng and the crew-cut youth walked in, they didn't waste any words and went straight to action.

More than twenty thugs carrying steel pipes and machetes surrounded them, shouting, "Kill them!"

Unfortunately, the shouting only lasted for three seconds.

These thugs were dealt with in just three seconds.

The first man had just raised his steel pipe when Ye Yaocheng appeared in front of him and kicked him away.

The second person tried to attack from behind, but the crew-cut youth didn't even turn his head and instead elbowed the man, breaking his ribs.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Like harvesting wheat.

"Bang!" "Crack!" "Ah—!"

The sounds of bones breaking, screams, and heavy objects falling echoed through the empty building.

When Li Hu rushed down from the third floor, there was already a group of people lying on the ground.

More than twenty henchmen lay sprawled out, some clutching their arms and wailing, some curled up and convulsing, and some simply unconscious.

Ye Yaocheng stood in the middle and patted non-existent dust off his hands.

The young man with a buzz cut leaned against the wall, his eyes as cold as ice.

"You two, how dare you!"

Li Hu's face was ashen, and his teeth were grinding together.

He took a step forward.

"boom--!"

An aura erupted from him!

Qi Refining Level 4!

A faint current of air appeared on his skin, forming a slight wave of air. His beard and hair stood on end, and combined with his fierce appearance and physique, he really looked like a real man.

Li Hu stared at Ye Yaocheng with contempt: "You dare to hit even my men? You're asking for death."

In his eyes, these two people were just ordinary people who had practiced Taekwondo for a few years.

No matter how good a fighter is, he's still just an ordinary person.

For ordinary people, seeing a martial artist is like an ant seeing an elephant, or a leopard seeing the blue sky.

Ye Yaocheng stared blankly at the thin layer of true energy on Li Hu's body.

Then I almost burst out laughing.

Fourth level of Qi Refining?

This guy deserves to be called a martial artist?

"Scared?"

Seeing Ye Yaocheng in a daze, Li Hu assumed he had chickened out.

He grinned widely, laughing unrestrainedly: "I'm giving you one last chance."

He pointed to the third floor:

"Kneel down now! Kneel and beg for mercy!"

"Then watch how I get with that woman!"

He licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with lust: "If I'm in a good mood, I might spare your lives."

Arrogant.

Extreme arrogance.

Ye Yaocheng didn't react much.

But the young man with the buzz cut next to him had red eyes.

"How dare you insult my young lady?"

His voice was low, but each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "That's suicidal!"

He then rushed toward Li Hu, the veins on his arms bulging, clearly showing that he was truly enraged.

"How dare you!"

Li Hu remained calm as he watched the buzz-cut youth rush towards him.

In his view, this was an impotent rage born of being provoked.

"Commendable courage."

Li Hu grinned maliciously: "Too bad, you're about to say goodbye to your hands!"

He clenched his fist and channeled his inner energy into his right arm!

Muscles bulging, veins standing out!

He used all his strength in that punch!

He was going to break the guy's arm with one punch! He wanted to show this kid what the power of a martial artist was!

"die!"

The buzz-cut youth's fist was coming.

Li Hu also threw a punch!

The two fists collided.

"Snap—!!!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out!

But it wasn't the young man with the buzz cut whose hand it was; it was Li Hu's.

Li Hu's entire right arm, from the wrist to the elbow joint, was shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces!

His arm hung limply like a soft noodle.

"ah--!!!"

The piercing screams sounded rather eerie in this desolate place.

Li Hu knelt on the ground, clutching his severed arm, his whole body convulsing in pain.

How is that possible?! He's at the fourth level of Qi Refining! And the other person is just an ordinary person!

This doesn't make sense.

"Rubbish."

The young man with the buzz cut coldly uttered two words.

Lift your foot.

"Bang--!"

Li Hu was kicked seven or eight meters away, crashed into a load-bearing pillar, and then fell down with a "thud".

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Qi Refining...seventh level?!"

Li Hu finally realized what was happening.

He stared intently at the crew-cut youth, his eyes filled with terror: "You...you're a martial artist too?!"

The young man with the buzz cut ignored him.

She walked up to him, raised her foot, and stepped on his chest: "Just now, who did you say you wanted to sleep with?"

"I...I..."

Li Hu wanted to speak, but his chest was being trampled so hard he couldn't breathe.

"Wait..."

He gritted his teeth and pulled out his phone with his left hand: "Go ahead and call in reinforcements if you dare!"

"Heh, I'll wait." The crew-cut youth kicked it in disgust and actually started waiting.

Fifteen minutes later.

Outside the building, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard.

A dark mass.

More than a hundred thugs, carrying all sorts of weapons, blocked the entrance to the building.

The leaders were even carrying pig-slaughtering knives.

Li Hu was helped up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing so many people, he regained his confidence, staring at the crew-cut youth with venomous eyes: "What good is being able to fight!"

"We outnumber you! Over a hundred! So what if you're at the seventh level of Qi Refining?"

"Even a single spit from each person could drown you!"

He grew increasingly arrogant: "And you don't know, do you? Our sect leader is nearby! He's a master of Qi Refining Level 7 or higher!"

"What are you going to use to fight?!"

He straightened his back and said, "I have connections, I have people, what do you have to fight me with?!"

Ye Yaocheng raised an eyebrow as he looked at the dense crowd outside.

More than a hundred people?

That's quite interesting.

He flexed his wrists, preparing to make his move.

I haven't had the incredibly satisfying experience of beating up over a hundred people in so many years, but today that's finally happening.

"etc."

The short-haired youth grabbed him, then looked at Li Hu, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

How do you know... I don't have it?

He pulled a black walkie-talkie from his pocket and pressed the call button: "We've found the girl, but those who kidnapped her are still putting up a stubborn resistance."

He paused, his voice icy: "Get the brothers over here."

"I will leave them all, without exception!"

Li Hu's expression changed, and he had a bad feeling. He spat to bolster his courage.

Walkie-talkies? What era are we living in? People still use these things?

It must be an act! Yes, it must be!

"Stop pretending!"

He forced a smile and said, "These kinds of junk wouldn't cost much at a street stall!"

"You're definitely trying to stall for time, aren't you? It's no use!"

The words had barely left his mouth!

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The sound of orderly footsteps came from afar.

At first, I was far away and could only hear it very softly.

Then it grew louder and louder, like war drums or thunder.

Outside the building, more than a hundred thugs suddenly became agitated, turning around to look at the distance of the street.

Li Hu also turned his head to look.

At the other end of the street, a formation of fifty people was marching in.

All of them wore black combat uniforms.

They all had buzz cuts.

Their steps were perfectly synchronized, and the ground trembled slightly with each step.

What's even more terrifying is the aura emanating from them.

Fifty people, all of them possessed the imposing presence of the Qi Refining stage!

They were all martial artists!

The minimum level is at least Level 3 Qi Refining!

The three leaders possessed profound and abyssal auras, indicating they were at least at the eighth level of Qi Refining!

"This...this..."

Li Hu's lips trembled, he couldn't speak, and his legs shook.

Dozens of martial artists, is this some kind of army?!

It's probably the top-of-the-line one.

When did this martial arts team suddenly appear in Linjiang City?!

"Brothers...brothers..."

He turned his head, wanting to shout something to the hundred or so thugs.

But the thugs were already pale with fright, and some had already started to secretly back away.

"It's this group of people."

The crew-cut youth pointed at the thugs outside: "You're bullying the young lady. Don't let any of these people escape."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fifty martial artists moved, like tigers entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable.

"ah--!!"

"Spare me! Spare me!"

"Stop hitting me! I was wrong!"

Screams, pleas for mercy, and the sounds of bones breaking mingled together.

More than a hundred thugs were as fragile as paper in front of fifty well-trained martial artists, utterly helpless.

Three minutes, just three minutes.

The so-called hundred or so people all lay flat, groaning all over the ground.

The young man with the buzz cut took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled one out, and handed it to Ye Yaocheng.

"My name is Cao Ming, bro, wanna have one?"

Ye Yaocheng glanced at him, and this time he didn't refuse, taking the cigarette.

Cao Ming lit it for him.

Ye Yaocheng took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he looked towards the third floor.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

interesting.

This Jiang Wanyu's status is even higher than he imagined.