Ling Zhenfei was shocked, unable to calm the surging blood in his heart. He hurriedly pulled out his Dragon Tooth Dagger, dodging to block the attack of the dagger.
The second one's dagger was indeed formidable, incredibly fast, and was a series of continuous attacks with no gaps in between. Even if one dodged one move, there would be countless more to follow.
Moreover, the second one's continuous knife technique seed endless. Ling Zhenfei was increasingly alard by the terrifying montum of these attacks. Luckily, his Northern Spiritual Energy was much stronger than the second one's, otherwise, he would not have been able to block it.
But Ling Zhenfei still felt that this approach would not work. It was easy to beco fatigued, and a lack of attention could result in injury.
The previous blow had already stirred up his qi and blood. If he didn't move, it would subside in a while, but now he couldn't stop because the second one's attacks were so fast that Ling Zhenfei had to continuously mobilize his spiritual energy to resist.
Now the turmoil of qi and blood within Ling Zhenfei was growing more intense, almost to the point of being uncontrollable. Ling Zhenfei realized the second one was using this knife technique on purpose to injure him.
At this mont, Ling Zhenfei sensed that a significant amount of spiritual energy had been stored in the Dragon Tooth. He imdiately directed it toward the attacker.
The second one was attacking with full force and noticed how anxious Ling Zhenfei appeared. Just as he was about to exert more pressure, unexpectedly, a powerful surge of spiritual energy burst surprisingly from Ling Zhenfei's strange dagger.
This surge of spiritual energy was both fast and fierce, coming unexpectedly. The second one, who was about to attack Ling Zhenfei, had to suddenly change course, dodging the attack from the Dragon Tooth Dagger.
This completely disrupted the second one's offensive, allowing Ling Zhenfei to seize the opportunity. With his Dragon Tooth Dagger flipping up and down, his Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists punched at the second one, catching him off guard.
The power of the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists was imnse. After a few punches, the second one was sent flying with one punch.
Ling Zhenfei did not want to let this second one go. This man had been committing evil deeds for quite so ti, and leaving him alive would be a disaster. If this man didn't die, who knew how much of a threat he would pose to Ling Zhenfei in the future.
Thinking this, Ling Zhenfei imdiately chased after him to deliver a fatal blow to the second one.
Ling Zhenfei's movent technique flickered as he moved to strike the second one. The second one, of course, realized Ling Zhenfei was aiming to kill him, knowing full well that Ling Zhenfei had reached the Dawen middle stage realm. If Ling Zhenfei hit him, it would be fatal, or at least critically injure him.
At this mont, the second one shouted at Ling Zhenfei, "So you're giving up on that woman's life, right?"
Ling Zhenfei paused upon hearing this. That woman, could it be He Lingxiu? He had been fighting outside her door for quite so ti and He Lingxiu hadn't co out. Could it be that sothing had really happened to her?
With this thought, his movent naturally slowed. The second one seized the opportunity, suddenly releasing a cloud of white smoke as if to escape.
Ling Zhenfei had seen this white smoke before, knowing it obscured his vision. He threw several punches into it.
Vaguely, Ling Zhenfei sensed so movent inside; perhaps the kid had been hit by one of his attacks.
But it was just a hit, and when he tried to find the person, the trail was already lost, likely the person had already escaped.
Ling Zhenfei didn't have ti to search for the second one and hurriedly headed to He Lingxiu's room. Inside, he found He Lingxiu lying on the bed, apparently knocked unconscious.
Ling Zhenfei finally felt at ease, but he was perplexed as to what these people were after. Could it really have been just to ambush him? Ling Zhenfei was sowhat baffled by this.
Then people downstairs ca rushing towards Ling Zhenfei's direction, having heard the noises of the fight from the room. The fight, although brief, was loud enough to attract attention.
A crowd of police, journalists, and security arrived, all taken aback by what they saw.
The door to He Lingxiu's room was broken, and there were damages on the wall—simply unbelievable, no one knew how it happened.
The police approached to inquire about the events. Ling Zhenfei knew he couldn't be too transparent with them.
Ling Zhenfei said, "Soone ca to steal sothing and I caught them, then they tried to rob , finally crashing into the door and ran away.
This explanation of a thief was sothing Ling Zhenfei blurted out in urgency. Without saying this, he really didn't know what else to say.
Under the current circumstances, it wasn't feasible for Ling Zhenfei to tell the truth, saying soone ca to attack him and then ran away—what would that even an? Why would soone do that? It didn't make sense.
But saying soone was there to steal sothing, at least it made sense and could be logically explained.
This gave those reporters so more opportunities for up-close interviews. A group of journalists surrounded Ling Zhenfei, asking this and that, inquiring about the details of what just happened.
anwhile, the police were inspecting the damage caused by the fight just now.
Suddenly, soone shouted, "There's a person here!"
Then, everyone—police, security, and journalists—rushed towards that direction, the commotion growing larger as the reporters were drawn in and followed.
The spot was located at the stairwell on this floor, not far from this room.
Seeing people heading over, Ling Zhenfei curiously walked over too.
There, at the stairwell, lay a person, surrounded by police, security, and a mass of reporters. The person laid motionless on the ground.
"Is this person dead?"
"Hurry and call 120!"
"What do you an call 120? Isn't Divine Doctor Ling here? Get Divine Doctor Ling quickly!"
Ling Zhenfei, hearing this clearly from behind, hastily stepped forward and said to the crowd, "Please step aside and let take a look."
Imdiately, the crowd parted to allow Ling Zhenfei through. Once inside, Ling Zhenfei began to check the person's body.
The person's face was grimy, the hair disheveled, looking very much like a beggar.
But at that mont, Ling Zhenfei suddenly felt this person looked very familiar.
Ever since approaching and seeing soone there, Ling Zhenfei felt sothing was odd—why would soone appear here, and did this person really have nothing to do with him?
Ling Zhenfei's situation at this mont was very awkward because Master Nangong was behind him, so he must be extrely cautious with everything. Suddenly encountering such a person on the floor he was on had to make him wonder.
Ling Zhenfei felt this person was sowhat familiar, but because he was so filthy, he couldn't imdiately recall who it was.
But using his fingers to check the person's pulse, he found that the individual had already died. Although their body was still warm, they were indeed dead, having just been killed.
A murder had occurred on his floor, making Ling Zhenfei even more vigilant.
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