of the Returning Soul Nine Needles, the esteemed director of our Jiangnan City Hospital, and the senior brother of Mr. Cao, the master of Baicao Tang. Do you think he is qualified to sit here""I..."M...Feng Xiaokang shook the dagger in his hand and let out a burst of laughter. “Ye, do you think you still have the qualifications to negotiate with me now Believe it or not, I'll give these two old men a taste of their own medicine right now!”

Although this young man in front of us appears to only have the cultivation level of a Martial Saint, he previously killed Elder Hong Sihai.

He has always been a cunning and crafty individual, never underestimating any opponent, and naturally aims to minimize risks.

Lin Zhentian urgently shouted: "Xiao Fan, this guy is a despicable and shameless wretch, you must not believe him!"

Ouyang Lan also shouted, "Xiaofan, hear me! Don't worry about us, just leave quickly!"

Feng Xiao Kuang angrily said, "You two old things, shut your mouths for me! Believe me or not, I'll cut out your tongues right now"

Ye Bufan hesitated for a moment: "Okay, I promise you, but you have to keep your word too."

"Of course!"

Feng Qianli, after finishing his words, flashed and appeared before Ye Bufan. He raised his hand and struck a palm against Ye Bufan's chest.

The power of a palm strike from a powerful warrior was immense. Without resistance, he was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut, soaring dozens of meters before crashing into the mountain wall with a resounding boom.

He then crumpled to the ground like a ragdoll, his entire chest caved in, his ribs broken, his clothes soaked through with blood that he had vomited out.

"Xiao Fan!"

Seeing his son beaten like this, Lin Zhentian's eyes were bloodshot with rage, but unfortunately, he was seriously injured now and had his acupoints sealed. He couldn't even muster the slightest bit of resistance.

Ouyang Lan's tears flowed even more uncontrollably, like a flood breaking its banks.

"Haha, didn't expect an old fool to give birth to a little fool, they are really the same silly."

Feng Qianli strode over, reached out and grabbed Ye Bufan, then slammed him hard to the ground.

Yè Búfán coughed up another mouthful of blood, his voice extremely weak: "You... you promised me, quickly release my parents."

"To call me stupid is stupid yourself. Didn't that old geezer tell you, I've always been despicable, and my words don't count for anything."

"You actually believe everything I say How stupid are you!"

"Wind traveled a thousand miles and didn't feel ashamed at all. Instead, he laughed triumphantly, "Since you are foolish, you have to pay the price. Since you dared to break my son's limbs before, today I must get it back."

After saying that, he lifted his right foot and stomped down hard. Only the sound of bone cracking could be heard as Ye Bufan's two legs were broken.

"Xiao Fan, you're so foolish!"

Lin Zhentian and Ouyang Lan both felt heartbroken, closing their eyes in pain. They couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Kid, you're pretty tough, aren't you Let's see how long that lasts."

Feng Qianli saw Ye Bufan's legs broken underfoot, but he didn't even make a sound. This made him feel extremely unsatisfied. He reached out and grabbed the opponent's arms, "crack," "crack," breaking them into two pieces.

"How is it Isn't that feeling great, kid"

Looking at Ye Bufan with his limbs severed, a sinister glee spread across his face as he laughed heartily.

Feng Xiao Kuang also put away the dagger in his hand, and arrogantly shouted: "Boy, aren't you arrogant Where is your ability Come on..."

This guy was just speaking when he suddenly stopped, a large hand gripping his neck tightly. It was Ye Bufan.

"Uh..."

Feng Xiao Kuang's eyes widened in an instant. At this moment, his neck was clamped tightly, making it impossible for him to utter a word. Even his true energy had ceased to flow, leaving only shock and bewilderment in his gaze.

Ye Bufan was clearly beaten into a useless person by his own father, with broken limbs. How could he suddenly appear again

Since one side has this, who is the other Why do they look exactly the same, there's no difference at all.

It wasn't just him; even Feng Qianli had a dumbfounded expression. He was looking down at one figure lying at his feet, but who was the other person

If it weren't for the punches that landed just now, the real feeling of the other person's presence, I would have thought all this was just an illusion.

Lin Zhentian and Ouyang Lan both widened their eyes, looking at one beside them, then at the other under Feng Qianli's feet. They couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.

"How about that Wasn't that a surprise"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, a playful expression on his face.

Although he flew with all his might, he was still a step too late when he arrived. Lin Zhentian had already been wounded by Feng Qianli's attacks.

Faced with both parents being taken hostage, the most urgent priority was to rescue them first.

If facing other opponents, one could still use teleportation or similar methods to save people. But in front of Feng Qianli, that wouldn't work. He is a genuine mid-stage Emperor Realm expert, completely beyond what he can handle right now.

After careful consideration, he came up with a plan. He would hide in the shadows secretly, and Ye Erlang would first attract Feng Qianli's attention, allowing the Feng family to relax completely.

It was then that he suddenly made his move, subduing Feng Xiaokuang and saving Lin Zhentian and Ouyang Lan.

As for Ye Erlang's safety, he wasn't worried at all. As a bioengineered human with tardigrade genes, he was practically immortal. At this moment, his broken limbs were already beginning to grow back, and his caved-in chest had returned to its original shape.

"This..."

Feng Qianli was once again shocked. He knew all too well how hard he had struck and the severity of his opponent's injuries.

But I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the other party actually recovered. How is this possible Could it be a monster

He glanced at the one in front of him, then turned his head to look at Ye Bufan a hundred meters away.

"Who are you"

"I am who I am. Couldn't you have just brought my mother over instead of trying to lure me here" Ye Bufan smiled faintly. "Old man, let me tell you, don't even try anything foolish."

Although my cultivation is inferior to yours, I have absolute confidence in killing this waste in your hand before you make a move.

Although Feng Qianli appeared calm, his heart sank.

He had indeed come up with that idea just now, wanting to find a way to save his son. Now that the other party had seen through him, he dared not act rashly any longer.

"Well, what exactly do you want"

“What do you want from me It's you people from Yunchia Mountain who keep causing me trouble, over and over again. Coming without reciprocating is impolite, so naturally I have to cause you some trouble too.”

"I saw you two having a great time just now, " Ye Bufan smiled. "Since this game is so fun, why don't we play again"

You stand there quietly and don't move, let my brother punch you a few times. If you dare to resist, I'll immediately twist your son's neck.

"You...you dare!"

Feng Qi's face flushed red as a beet in an instant. As the saying goes, fortunes ebb and flow. He never dreamt that after just teasing Lin Zhentian, he would now be on the receiving end of the same treatment.

"Isn't it just a game What's there to be afraid of Come on, you don't want to"

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, his expression turned cold. With a flick of his wrist, he snapped Feng Xiaokang's left arm.

He had been lurking in the shadows, listening intently to the father and son's plan. He felt no pity for such a depraved and insane individual.g already was enough....However, other people didn't know about this, especially Zheng Long and Zheng Wei, the three of them. They had originally hoped that the Four Elders would take action to accuse...