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"Since you want to be the hero and save the damsel in distress, then I will first get rid of you, this troublesome fellow!"

Not to mention that the two of them weren't their match in the first place, and they were also so heavily injured that even someone of their caliber could easily deal with them.

Under Yan Xiaoqin's horrified gaze, the wretched man extended his arm out like lightning and grabbed Li Feng by the neck. Its five eagle-like fingers had latched onto his throat tightly. With just a little bit of strength, it could break Li Feng's neck and tear his throat apart.

The blade in Li Feng's hand had been kicked to the side a long time ago, he could only use all of his strength to pound on the opponent's arm, wanting to request for a chance of survival. However, he was already exhausted and didn't have any strength left. He could only watch as his consciousness became blurry and his vision quickly turned dark.

"No …"

Seeing that his good friend, who had risked his life to accompany him for so long, was about to die in this desperate situation, Yan Xiaoqin's tears fell like rain, her heart burning with anxiety as she let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Plop!"

Hearing the sounds in front of him, Yan Xiaoqin's entire body went limp and she fell onto the ground. She painfully covered her face and cried, not daring to look at Li Feng's body.

"Who is it?" "Stop playing tricks on me, get the hell out here!"

An angry roar suddenly sounded out in his ears, causing Yan Xiaoqin who was extremely hurt to be startled, he subconsciously put down his hand, and looked towards the center of the stage.

"Li Feng! You're still alive? "You're not dead!"

Yan Xiaoqin looked at Li Feng who was kneeling on the ground with his mouth agape, breathing in and out. She did not understand what had happened in that instant, she only knew that Li Feng was still alive, and that was more important than anything!

She threw herself on him and hugged him tightly and cried. She felt her heart rise and fall, and she was almost scared to death.

"What is going on?" she asked, pleasantly surprised.

Li Feng was still afraid of narrowly escaping death, but it was quickly filled with the joy of surviving a calamity. He was bewildered as he replied, "I don't know either. I only saw a big hole suddenly appearing in his chest, and he died instantly."

"There must be someone helping us from the shadows! So, we are saved? "

The thought of ending this nightmare made Yan Xiaoqin excited. He grabbed Li Feng's arm tightly and asked in anticipation.

"This... I'm not sure. At least there's hope, isn't there? " Li Feng indeed did not know that, he was already someone who had already died once, and this made him desire his life even more. As long as there was even a sliver of hope, he would not easily give up.

The sudden attack made the rest of the group panic as if they were facing a great enemy. They looked around in hopes of finding the person hiding in the dark.

After saving Li Feng, Mo Beichen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He never would have thought that the ones who were besieged were actually the two people who had saved his life before, Yan Xiaoqin and Yan Xiaoqin.

"It's a good thing I meddled in other people's business. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable …"

Walking out from behind a big tree, Mo Beichen saw the miserable appearance of the two, and the anger in his heart immediately flared up.

"All of these were done by you?" His voice was like a gust of cold wind blowing past, causing everyone to feel chilled to the core.

"So what if I am, so what if I am? Who do you think you are, to dare to kill my people, you should just leave your life behind! "

After realizing that there was only one enemy, they felt reassured. As long as it wasn't a large group of people, even if they had their eyes closed, they would still be able to kill that arrogant fellow.

An expert wielded a black iron blade in his hands. A fat man screamed out in pain and charged towards Mo Beichen, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws.

"Be careful!"

"Dodge!"

When Li Feng and Yan Xiaoqin saw that the one who had saved them was actually Mo Beichen, who they had parted from not too long ago, they were extremely shocked.

He couldn't understand why he would appear here. Seeing that fatty charge towards him made him break out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly shouted, wanting to remind him to quickly dodge.

Knowing that Mo Beichen was only at the seventh stage of strength, how could he be a match for the fatty? This made both of them extremely anxious, and they couldn't bear to see Mo Beichen throw his life away for nothing.

Hearing the exclamation by the side of his ear, Mo Beichen couldn't help but feel moved.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to do anything to me." A mere eighth stage fat pig, one of my hands is enough to send him to heaven! "

A disdainful smile surfaced on Mo Beichen's face as he replied to the two of them.

"Bullsh * t!" I want to see how you kneel and beg for mercy in front of me! "

Damn it, you dare to look down on me? Hearing that Mo Beichen could actually spout such arrogant words and deal with him with just one hand, the fatty was immediately enraged.

This fatty hated it when others called him a pig the most, and being looked down upon by Mo Beichen made him feel that he had lost all his face at this moment.

"Dong Dong Dong …"

The stomp caused the ground to rumble. The fat man quickly rushed over, raised his long blade and started to wildly chop. Before the saber had arrived, the tip of the saber had already sliced through the air, causing sand to fly into the air.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Mo Beichen raised his hand to block it, and the blade beam pierced through his arm, instantly cutting his sleeve and leaving two red marks on his arm.

With a horse stance, Mo Beichen raised both of his hands up high, and fiercely grabbed onto the blade that was heading towards him.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal breaking could be heard as the long blade broke into three pieces and fell to the ground.

"Use your bare hands to receive the white blade!" Is your hand made of iron? "

After realizing that he had just met someone with a tyrannical body, the fatty let out a strange cry. He threw away the remnants of the blade in his hand and rolled to the side like a lazy donkey.

If he didn't let go first, he would definitely have been slapped. He had no doubt that if he got hit by Mo Beichen, he would lose half his life.

"Hmph, if this fatty had a spiritual weapon in his hand, then you are already a headless ghost!"

As he jumped up, the fatty was still unconvinced. He mocked Mo Beichen for getting so lucky this time, if not, he would not have been able to escape death.

He didn't expect the fellow to be so nimble despite his plump body. It was truly an eye-opener. Mo Beichen laughed: "Even if you have a spirit weapon in your hand, you will still definitely die today!"

As soon as he finished the word "die," he threw out seven or eight punches in succession.

In that instant, Fatty's front, back, left, and right were all covered with golden fist marks, leaving him no place to escape to.

Shocked, the fatty's heart skipped a beat. He could only hope that his fat body could help him take more damage. He gathered the War Qi around him, forming a protective barrier, and drilled through the gaps between the fist imprints closest to him.

"Ah …"

A blood-curdling screech filled the air. The fatty was struck by the two fist imprints in an instant, and fresh blood spurted from his mouth.

In that instant, the surrounding people all heard the sound of bones shattering. They all sucked in a breath of cold air, as if they were the ones whose bones were completely shattered.