Super War God in the City

Ling Fan feared that the enemy, driven into desperation, might take a potshot at Yun Fei and the others. Although moments ago, he had used his full strength to sever the arms of nearly a hundred enemies in front of the stage within a few breaths' time, there were still nearly a hundred people surrounding Tang Tiancheng.

This time, he couldn't guarantee that he could attract the enemy's attention absolutely and then disable the remaining bodyguards' ability to fight in such a short time again!

Yet the move he had just made had completely intimidated the enemy, and not one dared to make a rash move. Tang Tiancheng, though surrounded by nearly a hundred people, couldn't find a shred of safety.

The women on stage, including Yun Fei, were completely dumbfounded. They had never seen such immortal methods. At this moment, Ling Fan had become an almost godlike figure in their eyes.

Feng Qiang, Zhou Tianlu, and the others felt their hearts clench and then release, and release only to clench again. At this moment, they were once again convinced of one thing: there was nothing in this world that Ling Fan couldn't handle.
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The Grandmaster Realm Elders who remained on high alert were also deeply shocked. Although they were masters of the Grandmaster Realm, they couldn't achieve what Ling Fan had just done.

Speed, they couldn't match it; as for the afterimage that remained in place, that was even further beyond their capability.

The three Grandmaster Realm Elders looked at Ling Fan with eyes full of reverence. How young was this guy? What would he be capable of in a few more years?

As the saying goes, "Comparisons are odious." Next to Ling Fan, they felt like they had wasted their entire lives.

He Feichen's face flushed with excitement. The first time Ling Fan thrashed him and forced him to acknowledge Ling as the boss, there was some reluctance in his heart.

Now he realized that following such a boss was like his ancestors' graves puffing out green smoke—fortune that took eight lifetimes to accumulate.

He Chuan's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground. Ling Fan hadn't kicked him out just now, and he had once again dodged death. He now revered Ling Fan like a deity. If he survived this ordeal, he would have to erect a statue of Ling Fan at home and worship it like a god.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..." Leng Chuan muttered to himself, his mentality on the brink of collapse.

When Li Shishi opened her eyes again, she happened to witness a scene she would never forget. For the first time, she experienced what it meant not to trust one's own eyes.

"Mingyue, later... could you introduce me to this Ling Fan?" Li Shishi said blankly.

She didn't even know why she would say such a thing; it just came out instinctively, as her heart simply wished to get to know him.

Shangguan Yue's eyes were fixed on the direction of the stage, and she responded absent-mindedly, not really listening to what Li Shishi had said at all!

At this time, Ling Fan looked indifferently at Tang Tiancheng and said, "Don't expect your people to be able to harm me. If you don't want to die, hand over An Xixue and An Xiyao!"

Tang Tiancheng's face turned iron blue, never expecting the situation to escalate to this point. Could martial artists really be this formidable?

Before today's meeting with Ling Fan, he had never taken martial artists seriously, thinking they were at best just top-level thugs.

What Ling Fan had demonstrated today had subverted his previous understanding and made him fear martial artists for the first time.

Those who had ridiculed and scoffed at Ling Fan below the stage were now speechless, their worldviews completely overturned, or rather, collapsed.

"Young... Young Master, let them go!" Wang Shang said to Tang Tiancheng with a quivering voice, trying to persuade him.

After several struggles, Tang Tiancheng said coldly, "Letting them go is possible, but let me leave first!"

"Do you seriously think I'm a child? Let you leave first?" Ling Fan sneered.

"Don't you believe I'll kill them?" Tang Tiancheng threatened.

"Haha, if you think their lives are worth more than yours, feel free to try!" Ling Fan was not the slightest bit worried that Tang Tiancheng would be so foolish.

Tang Tiancheng was somewhat worried that once he handed over the people, he wouldn't be safe, but for now, holding the handle on the An sisters made him feel a bit more at ease. Ling Fan, cautious not to hurt the mouse while trying to break the pot, didn't dare to do anything to him for the time being.

"Young master....." Wang Shang suddenly whispered something in Tang Tiancheng's ear.

Ling Fan's Divine Sense spread out, catching every word of Wang Shang's whisper, causing his eyebrows to furrow slightly.

Comforted by what he heard, Tang Tiancheng felt a bit more settled!

"Uncle Wang, notify them to release the people!" Tang Tiancheng ordered.

Not long after, the An sisters, An Xixue and An Xiyao, were brought out in wheelchairs.

Upon seeing the two sisters, Li Mengying became anxious, "Ling Fan, they....."

"They have only been drugged with a sleeping potion and can't wake up for now!" Wang Anxiang explained with an unnatural expression on his face.

Ling Fan's Divine Sense scanned over the sisters' bodies and, not detecting anything unusual, immediately ordered someone to take them.

Then, Ling Fan took step by step towards Tang Tiancheng, with the remaining bodyguards nervously pointing their guns at Ling Fan.

"What are you trying to do?" Tang Tiancheng was startled inside.

"Heh, you mess with my people and you think you still want to leave here alive?" Ling Fan suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Fuck, I knew you would betray us, motherfucker, don't worry about that bastard, focus all firepower on those sons of bitches up on the stage. I want to make him lose his loved ones and live in agony!" Tang Tiancheng suddenly roared.

At the same time, Wang Shang also shouted loudly, "What are you waiting for, attack now!"

On the stage, people like Yuan Long were shocked and appalled as their opponents decided to neglect Ling Fan and turned their guns on them.

With such concentrated firepower and so many people to consider, they reckoned they could only hold out for three to five breaths of time. They hoped Ling Fan could handle the situation, but the distance between Ling Fan and the opponents worried them deeply.

The bodyguards, upon receiving the command, did not hesitate to pull their triggers, but at that moment, a sudden and horrifying change occurred.

The necks of the nearly a hundred bodyguards leading the charge and preparing to open fire inexplicably burst into a flush of blood red, then turning into a dark black, as they fell dead in an instant.

This scene caused the hair on everyone present to stand on end and their hearts to stop.

"Is this guy a demon or a monster?" Countless people trembled with fear from below the stage, beyond terrified.

At that moment, Ling Fan was still a considerable distance from Tang Tiancheng and the bodyguards, yet those men had died so mysteriously?

To kill from a distance, unseen and unheard—was this really the work of a human?

People like Yun Fei on the stage were also stunned, even Grandmasters like Yuan Long were dumbfounded. Ling Fan had such unfathomable and terrifying methods?

They assumed that this kind of secret technique must take a considerable toll on one's body; otherwise, why didn't he use it at the beginning?

Such was the speculation in the minds of people like Yuan Long and Ma Ji, and even so, this was too terrifying, the three Grandmasters present couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts!

At that time, Wang Shang's eyes were crimson with fury as he yelled at the void, "Outrageous, you dare betray your employer, break the rules, aren't you afraid of being hunted by your Underworld?"

As his voice fell, a bewitching beauty in a tight, black, and red leather outfit suddenly emerged from the void and appeared beside Ling Fan.