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"Damn it!"

Wu Feng's brother angrily clenched his fist and twisted his face, letting out a loud yell as he watched the duck he thought was cooked fly away.

"Let's go, back to the hotel!"

Wu Feng, with a darkened face, tugged on his brother's arm.

"Back where?"

His brother asked subconsciously.

"The hotel. Those two chicks are clearly with that kid. As long as we catch them, there's no worry that the kid won't show up!"

Wu Feng said as he headed back the way they had come.

But they hadn't gone far when two slender figures appeared ahead.

It was Pei Luoyan and Murong Qingcheng.

They had planned to stay in their room, but when Qin Yu didn't return, they couldn't sit still and rushed to the rooftop, just in time to see Qin Yu being chased by Wu Feng and his brother into the park.

So they changed their clothes and followed to the small woods to search.

"Yo, two beauties, out for a walk?"

Wu Feng asked with a hint of mockery in his voice.

He was thinking that it wouldn't be too bad to have a fight with the two beauties in the wild, since they hadn't managed to deal with them in the room.

"Ah...."

Pei Luoyan let out an alarmed cry and instinctively stepped back. Dealing with one Wu Feng was hard enough, and here was his twin brother to boot.

"Brother, you pick one. It's still a long way till sunrise, and that kid is almost done for, he won't get far!"

Wu Feng pointed at Pei Luoyan and Murong Qingcheng.

"Heh, only children make choices. Adults take everything!"

Wu Feng's brother said with a sinister tone.

"Haha, no problem. Brother, I'll leave you to it first, while I catch my breath!"

After speaking, Wu Feng sat down on the ground to recover.

Although the two brothers seemed to have the upper hand, Qin Yu's Seven Injuries Fist was no joke either; it left them with serious internal injuries, reducing their abilities by ninety percent.

"Humph, this little beauty seems more innocent; I'll start with her!"

Wu Feng's brother walked toward Murong Qingcheng.

"No... don't..."

Murong Qingcheng retreated continuously, her delicate face filled with panic, her pitiful appearance only serving to arouse men's desires further.

"Humph, you'll soon learn to enjoy it!"

Wu Feng's brother pushed Murong Qingcheng, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto the grass.

Pei Luoyan bit her lip with anxiety, her eyes darting around as she desperately thought of how to escape from these hungry wolves.

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"Sister Yan!"

Murong Qingcheng suddenly called out.

Her eyes turned a bewitching red at that moment, and her slender fingers dug fiercely into Wu Feng's brother's head.

She had no choice; she couldn't just let Wu Feng's brother take advantage of her, so she started her unique mental method, taking advantage of his distracted state to start sucking his vital blood.

"Shua...."

Pei Luoyan's palm had been clutching her razor-sharp ox-ear shank knife the whole time. Plus, with the darkness in the woods, Wu Feng and his brother failed to notice the weapon in her hand.

Hearing Murong Qingcheng's shout, Pei Luoyan made the right decision instantly. Like a shadow, she glided over the ground, stabbing the ox-ear shank knife deep into Wu Feng's brother's back.

The spot aimed directly at the heart.

As an experienced assassin, Pei Luoyan certainly knew how to kill a target quickly.

"Ah...."

Wu Feng's brother let out a dreadful scream.

The brothers were already deeply injured by Qin Yu's Seven Injuries Fist, with little True Qi left, all of which was being used to suppress their injuries; none was left to protect their bodies.

And they had always believed that Pei Luoyan and Murong Qingcheng were just two ordinary beautiful women, probably without any fighting ability, so they had let their guard down.

Puchi....

Pei Luoyan stirred the ox-ear shank knife viciously, piercing Wu Feng's brother's heart.

"Brother...."

Wu Feng opened his eyes and couldn't believe that Pei Luoyan had actually killed his own brother, no matter what.

"Woman, you're courting death!"

Wu Feng's eyes were about to split, and with a roar, he lunged at Pei Luoyan.

Swoosh swoosh....

Pei Luoyan knew that it was a do-or-die situation, so she swung her ox-ear sharp knife and took the initiative to meet him head-on.

"Yan Sister, hold on!"

Murong Qingcheng's pale and delicate fingers were still pressing on Wu Feng's head. This was a Pill Holding Realm master, and she definitely couldn't capture such a formidable expert alone.

Seizing the opportunity, she continuously drew his vital blood.

"Stinking woman, I must do you ten thousand times to relieve my anger!"

Wu Feng, looking crazed, brandished his palms and began to fight Pei Luoyan.

Thump thump....

Even though he was seriously injured and low on True Qi, the combat power he exhibited was still stronger than that of a Huajin expert.

As for Pei Luoyan's combat power, it barely managed to reach Huajin at best.

After just two or three exchanges, Pei Luoyan was already struggling to keep up.

"You two are finished!"

Wu Feng, in a towering rage, bellowed and hit Pei Luoyan with another heavy palm.

Stomp stomp....

Pei Luoyan's figure scattered, continuously retreating while blood also spilled from the corner of her mouth.

However, she knew that if she gave way, Murong Qingcheng would be in trouble. Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she again charged at Wu Feng with the ox-ear sharp knife.

"Cheap woman, rotten woman, if you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

Wu Feng and his brother shared a deep bond; he could definitely sense that his brother was already dead beyond doubt.

The heavy blow turned his eyes bloody red, and he was no longer interested in playing with women but only wanted to kill Pei Luoyan to avenge his brother.

Slap...

He hit Pei Luoyan's wrist with a palm, and in an arrow step, he grabbed her neck and easily lifted her up.

"Cough cough...."

Pei Luoyan's feet left the ground, and her sexy face turned bright red as she coughed violently and felt burning in her lungs, unable to breathe at all.

One second....

Two seconds....

Pei Luoyan's eyes rolled back, her legs fluttering, but she couldn't get free from Wu Feng's large hand.

"Go to hell!"

Wu Feng roared insanely, increasing the strength in his hand.

"Let go of Yan Sister!"

Finally, Murong Qingcheng pushed away the dry and shriveled corpse of Wu Feng's brother. Her pupils flickered with a strange red glow, and her aura had climbed a large notch compared to prior moments.

Gone was any trace of the delicate little cabbage she had seemed to be. With her hair flowing, she had transformed into a demoness.

"What kind of demonic mental method have you cultivated?"

Wu Feng turned his head and saw that his brother had been turned into a dried corpse, which gave him a fright.

He quickly released Pei Luoyan, crossed his palms, and struck out towards Murong Qingcheng.

Bang!

Murong Qingcheng didn't dodge or evade but also pushed out a palm.

She had absorbed Wu Feng's brother's vital blood and had directly broken through from Huajin to the Half-Step Baodan.

With their strengths inversely altered, Wu Feng, who was heavily injured, posed no threat to her anymore.

Stomp stomp....

"How is this possible?"

Wu Feng stumbled back several steps, his face full of disbelief. Just an hour ago, this woman had seemed so tender and weak, and now she had become so formidable?

"If I drained you again, I could break through to the late Half-Step Baodan phase!"

Murong Qingcheng's voice was utterly cold as her slender arm reached out and pressed on the top of Wu Feng's head.