Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 624

Chapter 624: 624

Meat Mountain was at least twice the size of Li Feng and weighed at least three times as much. To the onlookers, Li Feng seemed like an egg trying to smash a stone.

Crack.

The crisp sound of breaking bones reached Meng Qi’s ears, yet her face remained impassive. Don’t assume that fat means flabby—Tai Yue was a master of internal martial arts, and under his Inner Breath, his flesh turned instantly as hard as rock.

This guy, putting all his strength into a punch and hitting Tai Yue, would probably be like punching an iron plate, breaking his bones and snapping his tendons were only to be expected.

But Meng Qi’s thoughts didn’t last a second before she felt the stable Meat Mountain in front of her collapsing with a loud crash.

Was it an illusion?

"Run."

The usually reticent Tai Yue suddenly let out a hoarse yell, which shocked Meng Qi, and the surrounding assassins from the world were all stunned.

Meat Mountain was actually lifted off the ground.

And far away, a few meters out, the onlooking crowd felt a cold draft of air sweep by, filled with an intense murderous aura.

A middle-aged man amongst them suddenly changed his complexion.

Li Feng threw a punch and Meat Mountain Tai Yue was lifted off the ground; the arms he had used to block were smashed, and like a mountain, he fell backward.

Facing Li Feng directly, Tai Yue felt terror and shouted for them to run. But it was a step too late. Meng Qi had just dodged the collapsing Tai Yue when a figure flashed before her, and before she could react, her neck was grabbed by a hand.

Meng Qi looked painfully at the man standing before her, her face beneath the mask filled with shock.

How could this be?

How could it be possible?

Under her Enchanting Fragrance and Soul-hooking Nail, how could any man remain clear-headed? The cold sharpness in his eyes showed no trace of the uncontrolled brutality.

Could this guy even be a man?

Her poison couldn’t have failed; he must already be on the very edge, with just a tiny bit left to push him over.

Using all her remaining strength, Meng Qi ripped off her mask, revealing her stunning, beauty-crippling face. Even with Li Feng choking her and her facial expression somewhat fierce, her stunning beauty was still apparent.

"Wow, she’s so beautiful."

"Could this woman be a celebrity? I just thought she had a hot body, but now seeing her face, she’s absolutely breathtaking—enough to eclipse flowers and shame the moon. I’m in love."

"But isn’t this performance a bit too realistic? Who’s that guy? It looks like he’s really choking her."

Among the onlookers, some people began to attack Li Feng, chastising him for not being chivalrous or caring towards beauty. How could he even be considered a man?

When Wang Qian saw Meng Qi’s face after she took off her mask, she too couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise. Meng Qi was slightly more beautiful than she was and if she acted alluring, she would leave Wang Qian far behind.

Wang Qian felt a bit jealous in her heart, thinking, hmph, when I grow up, who wouldn’t be a sexy beauty?

The assassins from the world in the crowd exchanged looks as Tai Yue and Meng Qi’s failure as a pair was unexpectedly beyond their predictions. They thought the two had already secured their target and they wouldn’t need to make a move, but an unexpected development happened nonetheless.

This Li Feng, he really was beyond expectations.

With masks still covering their faces, the assassins emerged from among the onlookers and charged straight for Li Feng.

Li Feng didn’t immediately break Meng Qi’s neck; he was waiting for the surrounding assassins to appear. As seven or eight killers pounced towards him from all around, Li Feng tossed Meng Qi aside as if she were a rag.

Then, with a tap of his foot, he shot forward like a knife flashed from its sheath.

The two approaching assassins from the world hesitated just a moment when they saw Li Feng charging. However, they quickly reacted by firing a short dagger straight from their sleeves, stabbing towards Li Feng.

Li Feng caught the blade with his bare hands, creating a snappy crack as he broke the assassin’s arm. The intense pain didn’t even have a chance to flood his brain before Li Feng followed through with a Mountain Lean using the momentum of the blow.

This assassin didn’t have Tai Yue’s mountainous build; even when Tai Yue had been struck by Li Feng, he had been lifted off the ground. So, the assassin was more accurately described as being launched into the air, slamming into the onlookers like a cannonball.

The assassin’s chest sank in, causing severe damage to the lungs, and blood spurted from his mouth. The crowd around, witnessing the scene, finally grasped their horror.

This was definitely not staged. No performance looked this real.

After sending one flying, Li Feng twisted and vaulted through the air, appearing behind another killer like a ghostly specter. Sensing Li Feng’s presence, the assassin turned and unleashed a Sweeping Thousands of Army.

Li Feng grabbed the incoming kick, giving the assassin a frosty stare as he exerted pressure, crushing the shinbone in his grip.

The assassin let out a ghastly scream, looking at Li Feng as if beholding the Death God.

Previously, they hadn’t realized how formidable Li Feng was. Only when confronted by him did they fully comprehend the vast gap between them. He was so strong it was beyond that of any normal human.

Extending his hand to the assassin’s face, Li Feng looked coldly at the couple of killers that had revealed themselves and said, "Is it just you few?"

Li Feng beckoned with a finger to the others opposite him.

"Come at me all together."

At this moment, Li Feng’s condition could be described as if he were infused with chicken blood, a normal person having taken a stimulant, exhibiting endurance and strength that went beyond what was humanly possible, to say nothing of Li Feng, who possessed the qualities of a top-tier King of Soldiers.

Meng Qi’s Soul-hooking Nail and Love Potion were potent, but Li Feng’s body had withstood many vigorous trainings, including those against drugs.

By enduring trials with various substances, he developed a resistance to certain drugs and hardened his willpower.

Therefore, Meng Qi’s concoctions had an effect on Li Feng, but they were certainly not enough to make him lose control, merely pushing him to unleash even greater fighting power than usual.

Meng Qi had made an enormous mistake in awakening the violence within Li Feng.

The assassins exchanged glances, then each drew their favored weapons: "Engage him in a protracted fight—he’s under the toxin’s influence. We’ll wear him down."

The killers were also taken aback, but they understood that Meng Qi’s poison, in its initial stage, caused wildness, with a surge in all kinds of bodily functions. Yet usually, normal people couldn’t maintain their consciousness and would fall under the thrall of mindless instinct.

But since Li Feng’s will remained intact, the poison was rather like a stimulant to him.

Six killers fanned out around Li Feng, then enclosed him in the center.

"Attack together."

The six closed in from all directions, converging on Li Feng, who let out a dismissive chuckle. He used the killer in his hand as a projectile towards those in front while twisting and dashing like a leopard to his rear.

The killer attacking Li Feng from behind hadn’t expected Li Feng to target him first and had no time to react. Suddenly, like a phantom, Li Feng stood before him.

One hand clenched firmly around the throat as his thumb exerted pressure, crushing the windpipe. Discarding the body, he turned towards another killer from the side.

A shudder ran down the assassin’s spine without reason.

"Fall back."

The shout had barely left the lips when a flash of cold light shot towards Li Feng.