Long Hai's strength was strong, but it was impossible to fight both Ox Head and Horse-Face at the sa ti. He could only rely on his powerful spiritual power and killing aura to cope, but Ling Zhenfei could see that Long Hai wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
Ling Zhenfei was in turmoil, unsure whether he should intervene. His troubles were already piling up. The deadly Black Death Order had been issued, and it was only a matter of ti before soone would find him. As soon as the news got out, it was tantamount to a death sentence for him, with endless pursuit by the Jianghu People, sothing even a Daluo Golden Immortal couldn't withstand.
If he acted now, he would offend Oxhead and Horseface, as well as the power behind them. That power might be the sa group that issued the Killing Order recently or perhaps the Mayor of Binyang, Zhou Yang. Neither was an entity he could afford to offend.
As Ling Zhenfei pondered, the situation in the field suddenly changed. Long Hai, distracted, couldn't hold on any longer and threw a desperate punch at Ox Head, but he was also hit by the combined attack of Ox Head and Horse-Face.
Although Ox Head was sent flying by Long Hai's punch, Long Hai fared worse. Ox Head and Horse-Face practiced the Tiger Wolf Bone Splitting Fist, and the places they struck imdiately burst open as if mauled by tigers and wolves, but even that wasn't the worst of it. The strike was so overbearing that the bones and tendons where they hit were broken and torn.
After being punched by Long Hai, Ox Head flew several ters and crashed heavily to the ground. He struggled a few tis but couldn't stand up at all, clearly having broken several bones and tendons.
"Hahaha, Long Hai, you didn't see this coming, did you? Now that I'm going to kill them, there's no one to stop ," said Ox Head, who had been sent flying, as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up from the ground, his words carrying a clear intent to mock Long Hai.
Whoosh!
Ox Head had just finished speaking when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and once again fell to the ground, struck by Long Hai's iron fist, with the killing aura invading his body, sothing difficult to handle regardless of what divine skills had been cultivated.
"Brother, how are you?" Horse-Face rushed over to help Ox Head up and asked.
"I'm fine. Finish them off quickly so we don't have any more trouble," Ox Head, with blood still streaming from the corner of his mouth, didn't forget the purpose of his visit.
"Alright, brother. Leave this to ."
With those words, Horse-Face stood up, swinging his arms and charging toward people in front of the Iveco, his deanor so fierce it seed he wanted to tear them all apart.
"Stay back, kid, I've got a knife," the driver waved a fruit knife at Horse-Face.
"Don't co any closer. We're from the investigation bureau, and if you dare harm us, you'll be committing a grave cri," said the investigators, clearly terrified by Horse-Face's prowess and already shivering.
"What bullshit investigation bureau. You investigators are the ones I'm here to kill," said Horse-Face, raising his fist and smashing it toward the speaker. His fist was not like that of an ordinary person; a hit from him would undoubtedly be fatal.
Thump!
Just as Horse-Face's fist was about to hit the man, sothing flew through the air toward Horse-Face's head.
Horse-Face heard it clearly and hastily withdrew his hand, countering with a punch that shattered the incoming object, only to realize that it was a roof tile.
"Who's there!" exclaid Horse-Face, surprised as he looked toward the direction from where the tile had co and called out loudly.
No one answered, but several more tiles ca flying like rain toward Horse-Face, who with swift punches shattered each one to pieces.
"Who is it, who the hell is it?" Horse-Face shouted angrily once again.
Not only Horse-Face but also everyone present started to take an interest in the origin of the roof tile, even those inside the Iveco poked their heads out to observe.
"It's !"
A voice coldly spoke from the darkness, and with the sound of the voice, a figure erged, clad in casual denim jeans, a white long-sleeve T-shirt, and wearing a Garfield mask on their face, completely concealing their true appearance.
This person was, of course, Ling Zhenfei. He hadn't been sure whether to take action, but seeing Horse-Face about to attack the investigation team, he had no choice but to rush out. He couldn't stand by and watch these people get hard, and besides, there was so connection between this investigation team and him, since the list had been compiled by him and Zhuo Yue.
Fearing Horse-Face would recognize him, Ling Zhenfei rummaged through the Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow and, surprisingly, found a Garfield mask.
"Kid, who are you?" Horse-Face asked furiously, staring at Ling Zhenfei.
"I am King Yan, and today I want to teach you a lesson," replied Ling Zhenfei with a chill in his voice that was frightening.
But the sight of Ling Zhenfei's mask made it a little laughable—the man donning a Garfield mask actually claid to be King Yan.
"Cut the crap, there's no Prince like you around here, stop playing the ghost," retorted Horse-Face, nearly bursting into laughter.
"If you can be Horse-Face, why can't I be Lord Yama? Regardless of whether I am Lord Yama or not, you need a lesson today," Ling Zhenfei said.
"You want to teach a lesson? Don't bite off more than you can chew. Let's see who teaches whom," sneered Horse-Face as he rushed towards Ling Zhenfei. One fist in a Tiger Form, the other like a wolf, alternating punches with a mix of tiger's roars and wolf's howls, his imposing montum was indeed terrifying.
Ling Zhenfei, of course, was fearless. Horse-Face was just at the middle to late stage of the Mingmu Realm, which was far less than Ling Zhenfei's Zhiyi Boundary. Even before Horse-Face could throw the Tiger Wolf Bone Splitting Fist, Ling Zhenfei had already planned his dodges and counterattacks.
Ling Zhenfei was intrigued by the Tiger Wolf Bone Splitting Fist, so he didn't imdiately dismantle the technique but instead maneuvered to dodge and put on the appearance of struggling desperately.
Seeing Ling Zhenfei in disarray, Horse-Face felt a surge of joy and sped up his punches, which roared nacingly like tigers and wolves, but failed to cause any harm to Ling Zhenfei.
Ling Zhenfei observed carefully and, after one pass, understood the moves of Tiger Wolf Bone Splitting Fist. He had to admit the technique was formidable, brimming with fierce power and versatility—if perfected, it was not to be underestimated.
"Alright, playti's over. You can go down now," Ling Zhenfei whispered in front of Horse-Face.
"What did you say?" Horse-Face evidently didn't hear him clearly.
"I said, go die!" Ling Zhenfei struck with a fist swift as lightning, his hand shaped like a wolf's head, his technique Tiger-Wolf Heart Pluck from the Tiger Wolf Bone Splitting Fist, which he had quickly adapted, sending Horse-Face flying.
As a novice, Ling Zhenfei breaking Horse-Face's ribs was unlikely, but he didn't give him another chance. As Horse-Face tried to rise, Ling Zhenfei kicked him away, then stepped on his back with force once again.
"Who are you, what do you really want?" Horse-Face clearly refused to yield, still struggling under Ling Zhenfei's foot.
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