"This guy is terrifying."

Lei Zhenzi's back was drenched in cold sweat. If that kick had landed, wouldn't he be crushed into mush?

He had thought he was already overestimating Iron Hand, which is why he gathered four or five martial artists to come along with him, even bringing along a cross-training master from the Tu Family. Yet, he never imagined Iron Hand's strength would be even more frightening than he had expected.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream rang out again.

Just as Lei Zhenzi was momentarily stunned, aside from the three, another two martial artists who came along were caught by Iron Hand. One was grabbed fiercely and thrown into the air like a rag doll, crashing onto the ground with a loud bang.

"Bang, bang!"

With a few slams, the ground was cracked open, and that person was already a shapeless mess of blood and flesh, blood splattering everywhere, staining a radius of over ten meters.

"This man is too terrifying, let's get out of here."

The only remaining high-level War General Martial Artist's legs were trembling, his face ashen.

This Iron Hand didn't know any martial arts at all, just a punch, a kick, a flip, yet he instantly killed two martial artists.

These martial artists, in the Mortal World, which one of them wasn't a dominant figure, enjoying themselves on their own turf?

A household of wealth and nobility?

But in front of Iron Hand, they were like dolls made of clay, utterly vulnerable.

However, those martial artists who wanted to escape.

Were blocked by Jiang Xiantao.

"I'll take him on!"

The big man from the Tu Family, whose body was like refined steel, shouted fiercely, his muscles bulging explosively.

The sound of crackling beans echoed.

Just looking at him gave a sense of overflowing strength.

Moreover, it seemed he was using a Secret Technique.

At this moment, his skin was shining with a golden glow.

"Tu Family's Vajra Iron Cloth!"

Lei Zhenzi shouted.

The Tu Family Secret Technique, Vajra Iron Cloth, was truly impenetrable, with astonishing defense.

And the big man was the highest in realm among those present, already with one foot stepped into the War King Realm.

A lifetime of cross-training hard skills, he estimated he could crush three to five War King Warriors.

"Tss!"

It was at this moment.

Jiang Xiantao swiftly and cleanly disposed of the martial artist trying to escape.

After all, he was a member of the Divine Guard.

His killing was quite decisive.

In less than half a minute, of the five who came with Lei Zhenzi, three were dead, one escaped, leaving only him and the big man from the Tu Family.

"What a remarkable physique! Finally encountering such a master today, I can fight to my heart's content."

The big man from the Tu Family laughed heartily.

A gleam of battle lust flickered in his eyes.

After speaking, he charged fiercely at Iron Hand.

Every step the big man took left deep footprints on the concrete floor, and he charged like a bull.

Cross-training skills, who cares about martial arts? It all depends on who has the greater strength, who has the tougher body, that's who the strong are.

"What a madman!"

Lei Zhenzi cursed inwardly, but a sliver of hope rose in his heart.

If the big man from the Tu Family could defeat Iron Hand, he wouldn't need to escape in disgrace.

But the next scene made his heart sink to the depths.

Iron Hand stretched out two giant fan-like hands, grabbed the big man's arms, then exerted force.

"Rip!"

The big man of the Tu Family, with all his bulging muscles, was torn in half alive.

Intestines, ribs, and blood flew everywhere, splattering Lei Zhenzi's head and face, yet he stood motionless, dumbfounded.

The Tu Family Secret Technique, Vajra Iron Cloth, all seemed like a joke.

In Iron Hand's grasp, they were like paper.

Easily torn apart.

In less than a minute.

Of the five martial artists Lei Zhenzi brought, four were dead, Li Fei was nowhere to be found, leaving him standing alone and isolated.

The scene was deathly silent.

Looking at the blood-soaked site, and the Iron Hand in the center, bathed in blood and innards like a Demon God.

Lei Zhenzi was scared to death.

What on earth is happening? Wasn't Ye Qingfeng an ordinary person? Wasn't the cousin a brain-damaged fool? Why is he so viciously terrifying?

"Plop!"

"Mr. Ye! Mr. Ye! I was wrong! I'll never dare again! Please, for the sake of my usefulness, spare me, I swear I'll wholeheartedly serve you from now on, without a single stray thought."

Lei Zhenzi bent his knees, kneeling on the ground, desperately kowtowing.

Each time his head hit the ground, a dull sound echoed as his forehead struck the concrete floor, blood covering his head.

But Lei Zhenzi didn't dare pause for a moment.

He was scared out of his wits by Iron Hand, even martial artists accustomed to death had never seen such a ruthless being as Iron Hand.

"Boom! Boom!"

A heavy footstep stopped in front of him, and Lei Zhenzi was terrified, kowtowing faster, creating fine cracks in the concrete.

"I said before, if you work diligently for me, I would give you an elixir, why waste your efforts."

Ye Qingfeng sighed leisurely.

"Mr. Ye, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Lei Zhenzi at this moment dared only to kowtow desperately, not daring to make any arguments.

"However, considering your good attitude in admitting mistakes, and you have some usefulness..."

Ye Qingfeng's tone shifted.

Lei Zhenzi felt a glimpse of hope, even Zhou Xinyu and others thought Ye Qingfeng would spare him.

But then they heard Ye Qingfeng say, "But kill him anyway, after all, he's just worthless and rebellious; keeping him around is somewhat disgusting."

"What!"

Lei Zhenzi was suddenly shocked.

His whole body sprung up like a spring, trying to escape. At this time, suddenly everything went black, and a giant hand was already covering his head.

It was Iron Hand's hand!

"Bang!"

Like the sound of a balloon bursting, Lei Zhenzi's head was easily crushed like a watermelon by Iron Hand.

Ye Qingfeng stood under the light, hands clasped, as if what he trampled were just a few ants.

"Whoosh!"

The trees on both sides quickly receded, with each step Li Fei took on the ground bursting with spiritual power, propelling him high, leaping two meters out each step.

"Too terrifying, how can there be such terrifying experts?"

Li Fei's eyes carried a hint of fright.

He saw the flying knife was ineffective, so he quietly retreated to the side to observe the situation. Unexpectedly, what happened afterward shocked him to his core.

Lei Zhenzi, Fire Demon, and others were all in the Peak War General Realm, considered masters in the Ancient Martial World.

If it came to a direct confrontation, Li Fei might not be a match.

But under Iron Hand, they were like clay toys, utterly defenseless.

"Even more terrifying was Tu Gang from the Tu Family, a great master of horizontal body training! Yet, he was torn to pieces, this..."

Recalling that scene, Li Fei shuddered violently.

What kind of monster was this, perhaps even Peak Battle Kings wouldn't intimidate Iron Hand!

"Luckily, I ran fast, otherwise I might have been torn to pieces like Lei Zhenzi and the others."

Li Fei let out a long breath.

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