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Chapter 87 - 081 [Bleeding!] Please favorite and recommend!

Chapter 87: Chapter 081 [Bleeding!] Please favorite and recommend!

"You, all of you, attack together!"

Ye Fan’s words, crazed to the extreme, rang in their ears. As they stared at Ye Fan’s still calm face, everyone’s expressions became especially solemn.

Solemn, because they felt the terrifying killing intent emanating from Ye Fan!

Solemn, also because of what Ye Fan had just done!

As the saying goes, a true expert is recognized as soon as they make a move.

With just one blade, Ye Fan had made Qu Feng break into a cold sweat, and with one move, he had crippled Zhang Zhu. All of this was enough to prove how terrifying Ye Fan’s strength was!

"If I’m not guessing wrong, you should be a martial artist at the Postnatal Perfection Realm," Qu Feng said with a weighty complexion as he stared intently at Ye Fan.

In the quiet hall, Qu Feng stared at Ye Fan and spoke with a grave face, "A martial artist at the Postnatal Perfection Realm is no nameless person. Which sect do you belong to?"

"Come over and die!" Ye Fan interrupted Qu Feng coldly.

"Young man, you are too arrogant!"

Facing Ye Fan, who was so arrogant as to be insufferable, Qu Feng finally lost his cool, "Today, I will let you know that being overly arrogant is not a good thing. In this world, there is always someone better, and there are always higher heavens."

As his voice fell, Qu Feng mobilized his inner strength, elevating his war intent. His long hair moved on its own without wind and the black robe he wore rustled with the sudden surge of airflow around him, all indicating the demeanor of a master.

"Swoosh!"

With his war intent boiling, Qu Feng, like an enraged tiger, suddenly lunged towards Ye Fan with extreme speed.

However—

Just as Qu Feng was about to reach Ye Fan, his arms suddenly opened wide, resembling an Immortal Crane scooping up fish, no longer displaying the fierce vigor of a tiger, but instead giving an impression of agility.

—Tiger Crane Dual Form!

This was the leading jewel of the three treasures of the Hong Fist technique, as well as the treasure of the Hongwu Sect. It is said to have been created by Hong Xiguan and Fang Yongchun through their martial arts exchange, mainly incorporating the ferocity of the tiger and the nimbleness of the crane. Once mastered, it is said that "with Tiger Crane Unification, one is invincible in the world!"

"You can only see its form, not its intent, and yet you dare to come out and make a fool of yourself?"

Although Ye Fan knew very little about Hong Fist, he could tell at a glance that Qu Feng’s body was like a tiger and a crane, knowing that his fist technique combined the meaning of Xingyi Fist. However, Qu Feng had merely learned a smattering and Ye Fan did not regard him seriously at all.

"You’re courting death!"

As a Postnatal Perfection expert, Qu Feng was considered a significant figure in the entire Hongwu Sect. Although he had not perfected the ’Tiger Crane Dual Form’ of Hong Fist to the extreme, he had also cultivated it to a certain level of proficiency. Being so belittled by Ye Fan, he shouted angrily and shifted from ’Crane Form’ to ’Tiger Form,’ pouncing towards Ye Fan like a hungry tiger, his Iron Fist fiercely smashing down!

"Rice grain pearls also shine brightly!"

Facing Qu Feng’s aggressive attack, Ye Fan did not retreat but counterattacked with the ’Tiger Form’ from Xingyi Fist.

Intention moves with the body, leading the energy with intent, manifesting the form with intent!

In an instant, Ye Fan transformed into a fierce tiger, with full intent and formidable vigor.

In comparison, Qu Feng’s Tiger Form looked more like a cat.

Launching like the wind, descending like an arrow!

With the emergence of the Tiger Form, Ye Fan turned the tables, his powerful hammer strike preemptively blasting towards Qu Feng.

With this punch, Ye Fan achieved unity of heart and intent, intent and energy, energy and power; shoulder and hip in unison, elbow and knee aligned, hand and foot coordinated, striking simultaneously, immediately seizing the initiative. Whether it was speed or momentum, Ye Fan instantly suppressed Qu Feng!

"Bang—"

In a flash, as their fists collided, it was as if two mountains violently crashed into each other, the impact thunderous.

Crackling!

The internal strengths exploded, like firecrackers going off. At the point where Ye Fan and Qu Feng’s fists met, the air seemed to be swept aside, creating currents that made their sleeves rustle.

"Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!"

Moments later, as their fists parted, Qu Feng uncontrollably stumbled backward, taking five consecutive steps. The floor tiles where he passed couldn’t withstand the force of the impact, all cracking and breaking.

Under the light, his face was faintly pale, his internal energy rolling, and his right hand trembled slightly as if he had been shocked.

In contrast, Ye Fan’s feet were as if nailed to the ground, not moving an inch.

In a single move, victory and defeat were clearly distinguished!

Whoosh!

Seeing this scene, Qiao Bazhi, Liu Qin, Zhang Zhu, and four elite members of the Nanqinghong Hanghu Branch all turned pale with shock, while One-eyed Wu Ren, who was originally taking the opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Ye Fan, stopped less than three meters away from him.

It was like a high-speed car suddenly slamming on the brakes and coming to an abrupt halt!

How... how is he so strong?

One-eyed Wu Ren looked at Ye Fan in horror, just like Qiao Bazhi and the others, his mind completely overrun by this question.

"Why aren’t you ambushing anymore?"

Shortly after, before One-eyed Wu Ren could figure out why, Ye Fan spoke again, his voice sounding ethereal, as if it were from a faraway place, yet also seeming to be right in front of him.

As the words ended, there he was!

Ye Fan appeared in front of One-eyed Wu Ren like a ghost, soundlessly and breathlessly, as if questioning him.

Whoosh!

Gazing at Ye Fan’s face, which was close at hand, One-eyed Wu Ren was scared witless just like seeing a ghost, his face turning pale as he instinctively swung out the dagger in his hand, taking the initiative to strike.

Only—

When Wu Ren’s dagger was swung halfway, Ye Fan’s right hand suddenly shot out, clasping around Wu Ren’s neck like a steel clamp and lifting him up as if he was a little chicken!

The sudden change of events filled Wu Ren’s heart with a feeling called fear, and he wisely gave up on attacking.

Because... he had a thousand reasons to believe that if Ye Fan wished, he could definitely crush his throat before the dagger could plunge into Ye Fan’s body, sending him to discuss life with the King of Hell!

"I remember you just said you wanted to skin me, extract my tendons, pick my bones, and kick my head around like a ball, right?" Ye Fan asked calmly as he looked closely at Wu Ren’s face, which was twisted by fear.

"Ugh ugh..."

Without an answer, and unable to answer, Wu Ren could only make a sound similar to a duck’s quack because Ye Fan was choking his throat. However... the frantic twitching of the muscles at the corner of his eyes indicated just how terrified he was at that moment!

That feeling, as if Ye Fan in his eyes was a demon from the Nine Nether Abyss!

"Don’t worry, I don’t have that much time to torture you, at most I’ll let some of your blood." Ye Fan spoke calmly, his free left hand slowly grabbed Wu Ren’s knife-holding right hand and gently twisted it.

"Crack—"

Under the twist, a brittle sound echoed, and Wu Ren’s wrist was broken instantly, and the pitch-black dagger fell into Ye Fan’s hand.

Whoosh!

With dagger in hand, Ye Fan did not linger, and violently drew the knife!

Splash—

With one slash, Wu Ren’s carotid artery was severed, and hot blood, due to the pressure, sprayed out like a high-pressure water gun.

At the same time, Ye Fan didn’t linger, he flung his right hand and tossed Wu Ren out like he was throwing away trash.

"Sss—"

Watching this scene, whether it was Qiao Bazhi, Liu Qin, and the four members of the Nanqinghong Hanghu Branch, or Zhang Zhu and Qu Feng, they couldn’t help but inhale sharply.

And Wu Ren, like a madman, tremblingly tried to cover the wound with his hands, attempting to stop the blood from spraying. But it was futile... he could only watch helplessly as the blood drained away and life slipped from him...

"Next!"

Ye Fan spoke again, his tone was still casual, but it scared Qiao Bazhi and the others so much that their faces turned even paler!

No answer.

Everyone took a step back.

The scene froze at this moment.

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