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Fourth-rank Grandmaster!

These four words struck Gao Qiang's heart like a heavy hammer.

The anger in his eyes suddenly froze, replaced by bitterness and despair.

Although he was a third-rank nine-star, seemingly only one step away from the fourth rank, he knew better than anyone that the path of martial arts was a chasm between the third and fourth ranks!

Grandmasters are like dragons. Once a fourth-grade grandmaster makes a move, let alone a single powerful individual, even if the entire Qiangsheng Group were to unite together, they would be unilaterally slaughtered!

He may not be afraid of death, and he may not think of himself, but what about the brothers who have followed him through thick and thin?

Are we to make them die with us?

Seeing Gao Qiang's struggling expression, Zhao Xiong knew that the other party's psychological defenses were on the verge of collapse.

"Hahaha!"

"A fishmonger is, in the end, just a fishmonger!"

"Back then, you, Gao Qiang, would kneel before that old hag Su Dahong!"

"Today, I also want you to kneel before our Azure Dragon Society in public!"

He laughed triumphantly.

He thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of having control over other people's lives and deaths.

However, just when Zhao Xiong thought the situation was settled and was preparing to enjoy Gao Qiang's ugly display of submission,

"The Green Dragon Society? What kind of thing is that?"

A cool, calm, and even somewhat lazy young voice suddenly rang out.

The air seemed to freeze as soon as he said that.

"As for Long Teng, I really want to settle accounts with his idiot son as soon as possible."

Zhao Xiong's laughter stopped abruptly.

He turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked in the direction of the sound.

Standing next to Gao Qiang was a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a tall and slender figure and handsome features.

"Where did this reckless little beast come from!"

Zhao Xiong was furious. In Linchuan City, who dared to call their boss by his full name like that?

"Gao Qiang! Take this kid down right now, break every bone in his body and hand him over to me! Otherwise..."

However, he hadn't finished his threatening words.

The usually arrogant Gao Qiang actually bowed his head slightly to the boy, his expression extremely respectful.

Mr. Jiang.

"What should we do with these people next?"

Jiang Feng didn't even glance at Zhao Xiong, but simply dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeve.

"Destroy it."

"Since we're going to have a full-scale war with the Azure Dragon Society sooner or later anyway, there's no time like the present."

Upon hearing this, a terrifyingly fierce light flashed in Gao Qiang's eyes, and his blood boiled.

"Understood! I'll make my move now..."

"Need not."

Jiang Feng waved his hand gently.

He slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Xiong and the dozen or so thugs behind him, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

If you want to win over the powerful group, talking alone is far from enough.

These gangsters, who live on the edge of death, only submit to absolute power at their core.

With one step, a terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire area.

"I'll come myself."

Jiang Feng's indifferent words silenced the noisy scene.

At the back of the crowd, Goldman Sachs frowned, his eyes filled with deep suspicion.

He knew very well that Jiang Feng was exceptionally talented and had already become a third-rank martial artist at a young age.

But Zhao Xiong is a true Double Flower Red Stick of the Green Dragon Society, the strongest fighter!

The number of gang leaders who died under Zhao Xiong's iron fist is too many to count on two hands, including many well-known third-rank masters.

Does Jiang Feng really have a chance of winning against him?

However, Gao Qiang trembled slightly.

He stared at Jiang Feng's back, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from him. His eyes widened, and a flush of excitement rose on his face.

"This aura... could it be... could it be that Mr. Jiang has already taken that step?!"

After a brief silence.

Zhao Xiong was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Hahaha! Did I hear that right?"

"You call yourself a greenhorn, and you dare to boast that you'll take me down?"

"Oh my gosh, I'm so scared! Hahahaha!"

Hearing the third leader laugh, the dozen or so Green Dragon Society thugs behind him also burst into unrestrained laughter.

"This kid's probably out of his mind; he has no idea of ​​our Third Master's reputation!"

"Third Master, don't kill him outright! Smash this good-for-nothing's mouth first, let's see if he dares to act tough again!"

"Heh heh, cut off his manhood and feed it to wild dogs! Let him be a eunuch in his next life!"

A thug with dyed yellow hair looked Jiang Feng up and down, whistling lewdly, "I have to say, this kid has such delicate skin, it would be a shame to just kill him."

"Why not sever his tendons and force him to become a gigolo, serving those rich women every day!"

"Or go and serve those burly men who are into homosexuality, hahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The harsh laughter grew louder and louder.

Everyone seemed to already see Jiang Feng kneeling on the ground begging for mercy in a pitiful state.

However, their laughter had not yet subsided!

"Whoosh!"

The river breeze stirred.

A sonic boom suddenly echoed through the air!

"Bang!"

The blond-haired man who had been laughing the loudest didn't even have time to scream before he was slammed hard against a concrete pillar more than ten meters away.

The stone pillar was cracked, its chest was sunken, and large chunks of internal organs mixed with blood gushed out. When it landed, it had already turned into a puddle of mud and was completely lifeless.

The laughter abruptly stopped.

The sinister smile on Zhao Xiong's face froze instantly.

"Fuck your mother! You little bastard, you're asking for it!"

Zhao Xiong roared, his muscles suddenly bulging, tearing his shirt in an instant.

"Die!!"

The iron fist, the size of a bowl, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, slammed straight into Jiang Feng's face.

He didn't hold back at all with this punch, confident that he could smash Jiang Feng's head to pieces like a watermelon!

However, facing this ferocious punch, Jiang Feng's face remained calm, and his eyes showed no emotion.

He neither dodged nor avoided, but simply raised his right hand, made a fist with his five fingers, and punched forward.

The two fists collided violently in mid-air.

"boom!"

A shockwave suddenly rippled outwards, stirring up clouds of dust!

next moment.

Zhao Xiong's originally ferocious face instantly twisted, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented fear.

"Snap!!!"

The chilling sound of bones cracking echoed across the square.

Zhao Xiong's right arm was broken into pieces!

The stark white bone fragments pierced through the flesh, exposed to the air in a gruesome display, mingling with fresh blood.

But this is not over yet!

Jiang Feng's fist struck him squarely in the chest without the slightest pause.

"Bang!"

A domineering and incomparable hidden force instantly pierced through Zhao Xiong's skin and ribs, and exploded in his body like a violent tornado!

"Crackling and popping!"

A series of muffled explosions came from Zhao Xiong's body.

His dantian and internal organs were completely shattered by the violent internal force in that instant!

"ah!!!"

Zhao Xiong let out a scream, his body stiffened on the spot, his eyes bulged out, and his bloodshot eyeballs looked like they might fall out of their sockets at any moment.

Fresh blood gushed out of his seven orifices as if it were free.

He stared intently at Jiang Feng, making a hissing sound from his throat.

"True Qi permeates the body... You... you're not a third-grade master, you're a fourth-grade grandmaster!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled "bang" was heard.

This top henchman of the Azure Dragon Society was slammed to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

The remaining dozen or so thugs from the Azure Dragon Society looked at Zhao Xiong lying in a pool of blood, their arrogance turning into fear.

"Monster! He's a Grandmaster! Run!!!"

I don't know who screamed first.

The dozen or so people instantly broke down, scrambling and crawling as they frantically fled, wishing they had more legs.

"Trying to leave?"

Jiang Feng's eyes turned slightly cold, and he let out a cold snort.

"boom!"

A burst of crimson true energy, almost tangible, erupted, enveloping him like a blood-red sun.

To everyone's astonishment, Jiang Feng did not pursue, but instead took a light step with his right foot.

This step wasn't taken on the ground, but rather on the void!

Stepping through the air, displaying the might of a grandmaster!

The river breeze hangs in mid-air, like a deity descending to earth.

He casually raised both hands, brought his sword fingers together, and unleashed a series of aerial attacks on the fleeing crowd below.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

Crimson true energy burst forth from his body, transforming into more than a dozen sword energies that emitted a piercing shriek and shot out at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

Blood blossoms!

No matter how far the thugs fled, the crimson sword energy pierced their hearts with pinpoint accuracy.

More than a dozen corpses fell one after another into the pool of blood, and then fell silent.

From Jiang Feng's attack to Zhao Xiong's death, and then to the complete annihilation of the Qinglong Society's elite forces, the entire process took only a dozen or so breaths.

In the square, apart from the rustling sound of the wind carrying the scent of blood, there was no other movement.

Goldman Sachs' legs went weak, and his mouth was agape enough to fit a fist.

Gao Qiang trembled all over, so excited that he almost knelt down.

Su Ye's beautiful eyes sparkled with excitement, her heart surging with emotion.

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