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"An Emperor Realm Peak, must have some savings, right? Heh heh!"
The middle-aged man’s face immediately changed. Clearly, the youth he encountered was no good person.
"I don’t want you to save me, just get lost!"
From the greedy look in the well-dressed youth’s eyes, he knew this person had no intention of saving him.
"You want me to leave, and I’ll just leave?"
The well-dressed youth sneered and in an instant, struck down with his hand, sending out a fire blade that directly cleaved the middle-aged man’s arm.
Hiss!
The searing Fiery Flame Blade sliced off the middle-aged man’s arm.
"Ah!—"
A miserable scream rang out. The middle-aged man, already seriously injured, was further worsened by the loss of his arm.
Sweat poured from his body, and with furious eyes, he stared at the well-dressed youth, "You devil! You won’t die a good death!"
"Heh heh!"
The well-dressed youth reached out, picked up the severed arm, retrieved the Spirit Storage Ring from it, and casually tossed the arm aside. After checking the contents, he frowned, looked disdainful, and said, "Another pauper!"
Meanwhile, the elder beside the youth remained expressionless.
Evidently, the well-dressed youth had done similar things many times, and the elder was used to it.
"Ah! Ah! Damn it! Damn it!"
The middle-aged man bled profusely, almost passing out from pain, glaring at the well-dressed youth, "Just kill me! Kill me!"
It would be better to die quickly than endure such torture.
"Want to die?"
The well-dressed youth sneered, "I won’t let you die. I’ll let you be here, with no one to hear your cries, slowly waiting to die, hahaha!"
"Let’s go!"
The well-dressed youth, with a cruel expression, turned to leave.
At that moment, a wave of cold air swept in. The well-dressed youth instinctively took several steps back, while the elder beside him also gripped the hilt of his sword.
But the next moment, he released the long sword.
The newcomer was just a youth, similar in age to the well-dressed youth, with slightly lower cultivation.
This opponent didn’t require his intervention.
It was as if a layer of cold mist descended, and a layer of white frost gradually dispersed, revealing the newcomer.
A sallow-faced youth with a hint of viciousness between his brows appeared. He looked thin and frail, seemingly like he would be knocked over by a gust of wind.
However, wherever he passed, frost formed, giving the impression of falling into an Ice Hell.
"And who are you, daring to meddle in this Young Master’s affairs?"
The well-dressed youth shouted, pointing at his own nose, "You ant, do you know who this Young Master is? This Young Master is a descendant of the Azure Blue Fire Clan’s Divine Race. You lowly thing, get lost!"
If Ling Feng were here, he would surely recognize this so-called young lord of the Azure Blue Fire Clan as the same arrogant youth who tried to rob Ghost Doctor Chang Baicao outside Yueelin City.
The elder beside him was responsible for guarding him, a Saint Level powerhouse.
Last time, to save his life, the elder had even severed his own arm, but this time, that left arm was intact and reattached.
In a short time, as long as an arm was kept whole, reattaching a severed limb wasn’t difficult.
"I don’t care who you are. It’s one thing if you don’t save people, but it’s excessive to push someone to the brink just to plunder them, that’s too much, no?"
The sallow-faced youth spoke coldly.
"Too much?"
The dandy young master laughed, "Kid, there’s more to come, want to taste it?"
The sallow-faced youth clenched his fist, his gaze fell on the elder beside the Fire Clan young master, with a hint of gravity.
The young master, being an arrogant wastrel, was no threat, but the elder was a challenge.
In a flash, a silver light floated behind the youth, revealing the Silver Battle Soul!
"Silver Battle Soul?"
The elder finally showed a hint of seriousness, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Young Master, it’s better to avoid unnecessary trouble, let’s leave."
"Leave? I still need to teach this ignorant boy a lesson!"
The dandy young master showed a fierce look, "Since he doesn’t know his place, he doesn’t need to stay in this world!"
"Hey!"
The white-haired elder sighed softly, shaking his head, not saying more.
Though the youth had a Silver Battle Soul, the elder’s strength ensured he wouldn’t be easily defeated.
"Die for me!"
The dandy young master roared, launching a punch, with deep blue flames enveloping his Fist Edge, exploding with a dominant, blazing force.
At that moment, a vigorous wind swept in. Instantly, the dandy young master felt like he had crashed into an Ancient Divine Mountain, a brute force backfired at him, with shock force rampaging, sweeping through his body.
"Puff!"
The dandy young master’s entire arm fractured, spitting a mouthful of blood, and was sent flying.
Next moment, a white shadow flew over, landing beside the sallow-faced youth.
"Brother Xiao, didn’t expect to see you here!"
The newcomer was, of course, Ling Feng.
Ling Feng, who was nearby rescuing someone, saw a blinding silver flash from Xiao Hen’s Silver Battle Soul.
He immediately flew over, surprised to encounter an "old friend!"
This Azure Blue Fire Clan young master, truly hasn’t changed for the better!
"Brother Ling! What are you doing here?"
Xiao Hen was visibly surprised upon seeing Ling Feng, evidently not expecting to meet him here.
"We’ll talk later, let’s deal with the current trouble first."
Ling Feng pointed with his mouth, his gaze landing on the young master of the Azure Blue Fire Clan.
"You brat, it’s you again!"
The young master of the Azure Blue Fire Clan showed a fierce look, gritting his teeth, "Perfect, I haven’t let go of my grudge from last time, now I’ll tear you apart to vent my anger!"
"Haha, I think you never learn."
Ling Feng shrugged, "What, last time wasn’t enough for you? Want to try my Fist again?"
"You!"
The Azure Blue Fire Clan young master changed expression, "Last time it was just carelessness, you trash, you even want to..."
Suddenly, the young master’s eyelid twitched, sensing Ling Feng’s energy had reached the Emperor Realm.
Last time he felt Ling Feng’s energy was weak, he thought Ling Feng was purely a Body Refining Practitioner, right?
Beside him, Xiao Hen was also visibly surprised, "Brother Ling, your sealing?"
"It’s already undone."
Ling Feng smiled faintly, his gaze again on the dandy young master, "What, scared by me?"
Ling Feng raised his sword-like eyebrow, looking at the white-haired elder. The dandy young master was no threat to him, but this old man was tricky.
"Elder Jian, quickly! Kill him! Kill that kid!"
The dandy young master was so furious his teeth ached, suddenly remembering he had a helper, immediately ordering the elder beside him.
The elder took a deep breath, staring at Ling Feng, pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I wonder about Xiao Xiao’er..."
"What, old man, hearing Xiao Xiao’er’s name, you got weak-kneed?"
Ling Feng laughed aloud, "If I told you Xiao Xiao’er is nearby, not only him but Blood Demon Hand, Shura Chef Saint, Feng Wulang, they’re all nearby, what will you do then?"

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