These people charged toward Ling Zhenfei. If it were an ordinary fight, one against ten people, the solo fighter would lose just by sheer momentum alone.

Because two fists cannot defeat four hands, but Ling Zhenfei is different; as cultivators, it entirely relies on one's own strength.

A hint of Northern Spiritual Energy gathered around Ling Zhenfei's body. He was slightly worried because his Spiritual Energy hadn't fully recovered.

Currently, with his Spiritual Energy, dealing with these people is easy. But if he faces those skilled opponents later, it's really uncertain.

Thus, Ling Zhenfei had just thought of a method in his heart — he could only take the risk and try it.

Ling Zhenfei's strategy was to utilize these advancing people, defeating them all in an instant, which might instill fear in those few.

Ling Zhenfei wasn't aiming to defeat everyone but to prevent Mustafa from being taken away, so the best result would be to win without a fight.

With this thought, Ling Zhenfei acted — how to quickly take down these people.

The best method is, of course, using Soul Passage and Soul Attack.

Just now, Soul Passage already covered everyone. Seeing the people had reached his attack range, Ling Zhenfei instantly employed Soul Passage.

Though those people continued their attack, their minds were blank, knowing nothing, as their body's movements were merely due to the inertia of previous actions.

Ling Zhenfei moved then, focusing his Spiritual Energy on his feet and utilizing the Blooming Step Technique, his speed akin to a phantom.

Simultaneously, Ling Zhenfei struck. Anyone who got close would be knocked down with a punch or kicked away.

Ling Zhenfei followed one principle only, which is speed must be fast.

The speed was indeed swift, taking down all the people in that short moment and returning to his original standing position within one to two seconds.

Those few people were initially watching with interest, but upon seeing Ling Zhenfei effortlessly flatten those ten people, a shade of seriousness creeped onto their faces.

Ling Zhenfei said, "I now tell you, you cannot take him away, any objections?"

Someone spoke to Ling Zhenfei, "I must admit, you are truly strong; just now, none of us here could have achieved that. But bear one thing in mind, we have no intent to eliminate you, we merely wish to take him away."

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Isn't it still the same?"

The person replied, "Of course it's different. Killing you might be exceptionally difficult, but engaging a few to keep you occupied should be straightforward. I don't believe another master like you exists in this room."

Ling Zhenfei paused, acknowledged their cunningness, but it truly would be challenging for Ling Zhenfei to prevent them if it turned out that way.

Ling Zhenfei said, "How long do you think your men can withstand me? Are you sure you can take him away in such a brief time?"

The person replied, "Why not give it a try and find out?"

Ling Zhenfei roared angrily, "Boy, are you courting death? Do not anger me, or the consequences will be dire."

The person laughed and said, "Those dire consequences are matters for later. Right now, not acting isn't an option."

Ling Zhenfei was extremely tense. If things truly went this way, it'd be difficult for Ling Zhenfei to ensure Mustafa wasn't taken.

Aside from the person speaking, there were five others present; the Spiritual Energy around them was significant, definitely masters.

If these five tangled with him while the speaker captured Mustafa, Ling Zhenfei wouldn't truly have much recourse.

Ling Zhenfei's heart was tensely gripped; the situation was extremely perilous, yet a solution needed to be found.

Should these people succeed in taking Mustafa away, Ling Zhenfei wouldn't mix well anymore and could hardly face Emelin.

With this in mind, Ling Zhenfei suddenly accelerated, flew up, and lunged toward the house.

Ling Zhenfei's plan was simple: as long as he blocks the door and stops them from entering, it won't be easy for them to get inside.

The previous comment was accurate; outnumbering Ling Zhenfei while others catch the person would be straightforward, so Ling Zhenfei mustn't let them divide him.

Simultaneously, those few people also acted; they had already observed Ling Zhenfei's movements before. Yet, since Ling Zhenfei hadn't acted, neither had they.

Ling Zhenfei's resolve was clear—he couldn't allow them into the house.

But these few weren't pushovers; their Realm was at the Zhiyi Boundary level.

Were Ling Zhenfei uninjured, he might dismiss them altogether, but currently, dealing with them proved quite taxing.

The five people, upon watching Ling Zhenfei rush toward the house, launched a Spiritual Energy assault at his back.

Their objective was evidently to prevent Ling Zhenfei from approaching the house and let their people inside.

Understanding their intent, Ling Zhenfei threw a punch backward.

The Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists struck, instantly shattering the incoming attack, yet turning to counter slowed his pace.

The black-clad man who had been speaking to Ling Zhenfei suddenly moved, sprinting towards the house.

Ling Zhenfei wanted to stop him, but it was already too late; the five's Spiritual Energy descended on Ling Zhenfei like a torrent, giving no chance for counter-attack.

As his Spiritual Energy depleted, the five clearly weren't pushing him to the brink, merely aiming for the black-clad man to take the person away.

Ling Zhenfei's heart hastily pounded. He felt as though options were nearly nil.

Another frustration was evoking; so many people in combat here, yet the community security hadn't seemed to notice. If security reported to the police, the scenario would be different.

These people attempting an abduction were indeed committing a crime; had they been detected, they wouldn't dare act so blatantly.

Contemplating this, Ling Zhenfei glanced at a nearby lamp post; its light had been out for a long time, but the post was still intact.

Ling Zhenfei launched several punches at the people, delaying their movements, then punched the lamp post.

The post was instantly broken by Ling Zhenfei.

As he shattered it, Ling Zhenfei gauged the trajectory, aiming the falling post toward the entrance.

The black-clad man had just reached the doorway when the post fell, causing him to swiftly dodge aside.

The post crashed to the ground with a thunderous boom, rebounding with a clanging resonance. Made of iron, it was hollow inside.

The crash set off car alarms in the garage, each vehicle wailing in response.

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