Ye Tianfan's figure flickered, weaving past the four people and cleverly maneuvering behind one of them.

Ye Tianfan's right arm shook, and with a fierce gust of fist wind, he struck at the person's cervical vertebrae from a cunning angle.

Let's see how much life force your cervical vertebrae can regenerate with.

"Crack..."

The person's neck bizarrely bent into a V shape, and the cervical vertebrae had been completely smashed.

The attacks of the other three arrived as expected. Ye Tianfan twisted his waist, dodging to the side, then stared at the person whose cervical vertebrae had been smashed, curious to see what price they would pay.

To Ye Tianfan's discontent, that person still had not paid much of a price. A small lock of silver hair appeared among the person's black hair.

Could it be that the cost of regeneration is unrelated to the location but related to the area?

Ye Tianfan focused on the last person, who did not have a single strand of silver hair on their head. Let's use you for an experiment.

As Ye Tianfan watched the four charge towards him again.

Ye Tianfan's eyes flashed fiercely, his killing intent exploded in an instant, gripping the uninjured person's wrist with his left hand, while his right hand fiercely slapped at the person's chest.

"Crack... puff puff puff..."

A sound of bone cracking resounded, and the person's chest instantly opened a hole as large as a bowl. Ye Tianfan's hand thrust through that opening.

Straightforward and swift!

Ye Tianfan quickly extracted his hand. Upon withdrawing, he noticed the gears inside the hole whirring, then flashed away to the side.

Moreover, Ye Tianfan also discovered a pattern: when one of them was injured, the four could not move and could only remain in place.

If he was within their reachable range, they would attack him, but if not, they would just stand there dumbly watching him.

Therefore, after Ye Tianfan struck, he flashed to the side, watching the heavily wounded gradually recover.

Sure enough, the cost of regeneration is unrelated to the location but the area involved.

The person whose chest had a hole paid for recovery with a fist-sized patch of silver hair on their head.

"Hehe, it looks like even before Yan Feishuang finds that manipulator, this battle is already over." Ye Tianfan's eyes flickered with a sharp glint.

The technique [Wandering Miles on Wind] was instantly utilized by Ye Tianfan, flashing to the center of where the four stood.

Ye Tianfan infused mysterious strength into his hand, gripping a watermelon knife in one of the men's hands with a reverse motion. He suddenly pulled forward, transmitting immense force. Unable to resist, the man staggered towards Ye Tianfan, clutching the knife.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Ye Tianfan's right knee jerked forward with immense force.

Under the force's pull, the staggering man seemed to willingly meet Ye Tianfan's knee push, his body, weighing at least 70 kilograms, was immediately lifted and thrown, falling from the air limp like a dead dog.

"One!" Ye Tianfan mentally counted!

Whoosh!

Immediately, Ye Tianfan swung the watermelon knife in his hand towards the left front, knocking away an oncoming watermelon knife.

Then he threw the knife in his hand backhanded, directly shooting it at another person's throat.

After piercing his throat, not giving him a chance to react, Ye Tianfan dashed forward, his palm pressing on the knife's handle, forcefully slicing down. He cleaved everything below that neck into two halves, exposing the mechanical innards clearly.

"Two!"

Ye Tianfan sensed the sound of another watermelon knife slicing through the air behind him. He smiled slightly, sidestepped, and evaded the attack.

Dodging the attack from behind, Ye Tianfan turned around, kicking horizontally towards his attacker's right rib.

This kick had no unnecessary movements, purely an explosion of power, moving so quickly it even produced the sound of breaking through the air.

Crack!

The jarring sound of a bone fracturing immediately followed, the right rib was swept and broken, sending the entire person sprawling, twitching on the ground.

"Three!"

Only one left!

Ye Tianfan observed the last man still standing, sneered, settled his mind, and instantly stabilized his breath, assuming a charging fist stance with a virtual step, his gaze slowly falling on the last survivor.

This action seemed casual, yet carried a calm and composed air, as if having everything under control.

It had been a long time since he used the Ye Family's basic fist technique. Back in the day, before learning the Ye Family's seventy-six techniques, he built his foundation with this basic fist technique.

Ye Tianfan shouted softly, took a bow step, and attacked the last person, fist and palm together! The fist was as fierce as a tiger, extremely powerful, with the force of a dragon and tiger. His body moved like a fairy crane, graceful and agile, with a serene and unhurried grace!

Ye Tianfan's tiger-like fist had already slammed into the person's chest.

The person groaned, their chest immediately caved in a large chunk, spitting out a mouthful of blood mingled with flesh, obviously having shattered some of their internal organs and mechanical parts with that strike.

Ye Tianfan pursued relentlessly, delivering a powerful punch, devoid of fancy moves.

That person was punched, retreating over a dozen steps, slamming hard against the wall beside them, their entire body trembling nonstop, their chest further caving in.

"Four!"

Though it seemed a lot was said, all of this occurred in less than half a minute.

All four people fell.

The manipulator behind the four was stunned.

He could never have imagined these four turned out to be so useless, even though this was their first appearance before the world.

It's worth noting, when he was promoted to the higher-ups of Yama Hall, everyone could select one cultivation technique. He chose this one because it seemed safer. Moreover, after becoming a Corpse Driver, he refined these zombies so they didn't need medicinal soaking, recovering on the spot, albeit with some side effects.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tianfan discovered the side effects so quickly.

Ye Tianfan quietly watched these four zombies regenerate, not attacking them further during their recovery. If he continued to attack during their recovery, the battle would have ended long ago.

However, Ye Tianfan wanted to capture the manipulator behind the scenes, so he waited for their recovery. Otherwise, the manipulator would undoubtedly flee if the battle ended too soon.

"Found you!"

Just as the behind-the-scenes manipulator, the Corpse Driver, was still in shock, he suddenly heard a voice from behind.

Before he could turn around, Yan Feishuang knocked him out.

When he awoke, he was already in a bar, tied to a chair.

Ye Tianfan, seeing him awake, looked at him coldly: "I never expected someone to still practice such an evil cultivation technique like [Secret Art of Corpse Driving]."

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