"Everyone, come out!"
Xiao Yifeng said indifferently.
Ye Yaxin and Fang Siqi walked out from inside, but the sight of the mutilated soldiers and dead bodies on the ground still brought a huge visual shock to the two women, making their expressions extremely unsightly.
"Take good care of your belongings and follow behind me. Do not stray!"
As Xiao Yifeng spoke, he held the Tang Sword in his hand and walked towards the outside, with Ye Yaxin and Fang Siqi following behind him.
Nearly seventy to eighty people gathered in the corridor outside the suite, completely blocking the hotel corridor. Each one held a cold and glinting Tang Sword, their eyes flickered with a cold light, and their bodies exuded a bone-chilling murderous intent.
Seeing this large group of people, the faces of Ye Yaxin and Fang Siqi were filled with seriousness and concern.
"Xiao Yifeng, with so many people, can you manage? Should we call the police?"
Ye Yaxin looked at Xiao Yifeng and asked, somewhat worriedly.
"Don’t worry. To deal with these good-for-nothings, there’s no need to call the police. Since they’ve come after me, my only choice is to leave none of them alive!"
Xiao Yifeng’s intent to kill was released without any reservation.
In those years abroad, Xiao Yifeng’s hands had been stained with countless blood. His title as the Mercenary King was built upon bloodshed.
However, since returning to China, he had restrained his murderous intent and rarely made moves to kill.
Today, Feidao Sect was planning to surround and assassinate him here; he would certainly not show any mercy. Today, a massacre would unfold.
The elites of the Feidao Sect in the corridor stared at Xiao Yifeng and shouted loudly.
Immediately, the members of Feidao Sect from both sides came surging towards Xiao Yifeng like a tide, countless Tang Swords raised high, their blades dazzling, chilling to the core.
"You two, back into the room!"
Xiao Yifeng ordered, and the two women retreated into the room.
By then, the members of Feidao Sect in the corridor had all charged toward him.
Xiao Yifeng’s eyes narrowed, and a boundless cold light erupted.
A sword swung forward, and blood spurted out. A head flew high into the air, and a body fell to the ground, decapitated.
Another crisp and piercing clang resounded as Xiao Yifeng’s sword struck against five or six blades simultaneously.
Sparks exploded in the air, lighting it up as those figures were all sent flying by the tremendous power of Xiao Yifeng’s sword.
Xiao Yifeng, in that moment, became the embodiment of deadly Killer, displaying the might that earned him the title in the Mercenary World. The Tang Sword in his hand was like the scythe of the Death God.
A man collapsed to the ground!
Another sword swung down, cleaving a figure in two.
Blood continued to spurt out, staining the walls and the floor of the corridor red as one body after another fell at Xiao Yifeng’s feet.
From beginning to end, Xiao Yifeng’s expression was cold and his demeanor cruel, his eyes brimming with endless murderous intent. His Tang Sword rose and fell swiftly, and no matter who it was,
no matter from which direction they attacked Xiao Yifeng, the outcome was always the same: cut down to the ground, dead on the spot.
This time, Xiao Yifeng showed no mercy whatsoever.
Every strike drew blood, every strike was lethal!
However, such relentless killing not only failed to drive back these members of the Feidao Sect, it further fueled their rage and bloodlust.
One by one, they crazily charged at Xiao Yifeng, appearing well-trained indeed, true elites.
But no matter how many there are, ants will ultimately still be ants, unable to shake an elephant!
Even though these men were not afraid to die, the gap in strength destined them to a unavoidable death.
After two minutes, nearly seventy or eighty people all lay in the corridor, the walls and floor stained red with blood, a rich scent of blood pervading the air.
Xiao Yifeng’s clothes had been dyed red with fresh blood, the Tang Sword in his hand soaked to a dark red color, dripping steadily with blood. His entire being radiated a murderous aura so dense it seemed to materialize.
Having dealt with these men, Xiao Yifeng’s gaze swept forward where Qiu Mu appeared with a dozen figures.
When they saw the bodies littered all over the floor, their faces turned extremely unsightly, filled with solemnity.
"You’ve finally deigned to make a move!"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Qiu Mu and the others and let out a cold laugh.
"You truly are formidable!"
Qiu Mu looked at Xiao Yifeng with a grave expression, while the rest held their weapons tightly, gazing at Xiao Yifeng with serious eyes.
All of these dozen or so individuals were at the Transformative Energy Stage, representing the strongest combat force of the Feidao Sect. To deal with Xiao Yifeng, Duan Canghai had spared no expense, solely to eradicate Xiao Yifeng completely.
With the combat power of these dozen or so at the Transformative Energy Stage, they would absolutely be a tremendous force in the secular world, capable of easily annihilating a family.
To deploy them against a young man in his twenties seemed like overkill to outsiders, but from their own perspective...
When facing Xiao Yifeng, they lacked any self-confidence and certainty of victory; the sensation he gave them was utterly terrifying.
"Thanks for the compliment, let’s get on with it. I don’t want to waste any more time with you," Xiao Yifeng retorted coldly, his eyes filled with boundless arrogance!
"The Sect Leader has given the order, he must be killed no matter what!"
Qiu Mu spoke gravely, and immediately, the dozen or so figures brandished their weapons and charged towards Xiao Yifeng for the kill.
The combined might of more than a dozen Transformative Energy Stage strong ones was terrifying.
Being at the Transformative Energy Stage was considered top-tier among masters in the secular world; it was rare to even encounter one, let alone more than a dozen strong ones launching an attack together—such a spectacle was absolutely horrific and unprecedented.
Yet, facing these Transformative Energy Stage masters, Xiao Yifeng’s expression remained indifferent, his eyes devoid of fear, filled only with an ever-increasing intent to kill.
The first blade gleamed as it slashed through the air towards Xiao Yifeng, an attack launched by a mid-stage Transformative Energy expert.
Xiao Yifeng shouted coldly, power surging into the Tang Sword in his hand, the blade’s glow bursting forth with Starlight, he swept out with a direct slash.
The collision of the blades erupted with terrifying ripples of energy, with sparks of flame flickering within.
As their powers clashed, the opponent simply couldn’t withstand Xiao Yifeng’s strength, his blade pressed down by Xiao Yifeng’s Tang Sword, and he was forced to kneel on the ground.
Xiao Yifeng leapt up, his feet flying out in a kick that sent the mid-stage Transformative Energy expert tumbling away, crashing heavily to the ground, coughing up blood.
Then several more Transformative Energy experts came at Xiao Yifeng with their weapons, their attacks swift and fierce, carrying terrifying power.
Xiao Yifeng showed no fear, his Tang Sword sweeping out wildly, forcing several of them to retreat again and again, and one even had his neck cleanly severed by Xiao Yifeng’s blade.