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"No, I can't let Chen Feng die like this!"

Xu Dong was anxious and angry. Standing at the side, Bai Xin couldn't help but be absent-minded.

In his impression, Grandmaster Xu Dong had always been calm and collected. He had never seen such a chaotic situation before.

Was that youth called Chen Feng that important?

"Elder Xu, don't be anxious. Although Zhang Xiong's strength is not bad, he might not be able to kill Chen Feng immediately. As long as he is alert and delayed for a while, we might not be able to save him." Bai Xin comforted Xu Dong, but he didn't have much hope for this.

In the eyes of the majority of the people, Zhang Li was just a late stage Martial Saint Realm warrior, but Bai Xin knew, although Zhang Zhi was just a steward, his strength was not any weaker than the Cast Iron Sect's master, Yuan Fei. In a one on one battle, even Bai Xin did not dare say that he could win against Zhang Mei, not to mention Chen Yu, a mere early Martial Saint Realm warrior.

"Delaying for time?!" Hearing that, Xu Dong shouted angrily: "One of you is at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm, the other is at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, tell me, how are we going to stall for time?!"

As he said this, Xu Dong's face became incomparably gloomy: "Forget it, I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you. Tell me, where are Zhang Mei and Chen Feng? I want to take action myself!"

Dragon City, on the plaza.

Chen Yu and the group of elites from the Cast Iron Sect were facing each other coldly.

Boundless killing intent filled the surrounding area. It was as if only when one side was completely dead could it be dissipated.

This scene attracted the attention of countless passersby.

The Heavenly Policy Empire was the supreme empire of martial arts. Even the common folk had a certain level of cultivation.

When martial artists fought to the death, they would naturally arouse the attention of countless people.

However, the surrounding crowd of spectators didn't move too close to the front.

After all, in this kind of life-and-death battle, no one would hold back. If one got too close and died in the middle of a violent battle, then that person would truly be doomed for eight lifetimes.

"Who is that young man? A mere cultivation at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm has actually drawn in several tens of experts at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm as well as some experts at the middle and late stages of the Martial Saint Realm to kill him?!"

"Isn't that so? I think those middle and late stage and peak stage Martial Saint Realm warriors are making a big fuss out of nothing. If they want to deal with an early stage Martial Saint Realm warrior, any one of them can solve the problem!"

"That might not be the case, what if that early stage Martial Saint Realm youngster on the other side is a peerless heaven's pride level expert with the ability to challenge those above his level?!"

"Hehe, there is a limit even if you challenge someone above your level. An early stage Martial Saint Realm martial artist, even surpassing three levels to challenge a martial artist at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, is something that a peerless heaven's pride level martial artist would not be able to accomplish!"

"If this person was able to jump realms to challenge the warriors at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm, he would have probably been absorbed by the various super powers. Why is he so unknown?"

The spectating warriors were all discussing, the killing intent of Chen Yu and the Iron Blade Sect's elites had reached its peak!

Seeing that Chen Yu did not show any signs of weakness, Zhang Xiong said in a stern voice: "Chen Feng, could it be that at this point, you still have not given up?!"

"Give up?!" Chen Yu's face remained calm, and smiled: "You want me to give up, you're not qualified!"

"What big words you have there!" Chen Yu's words caused Zhang Xiong's blood to boil, and his eyes to spew fire.

"Head Supervisor, what nonsense are you talking about with this kid? Just kill him!" The Cast Iron Sect disciple at the side suppressed his anger and said to Zhang Xiong.

"Chen Feng, stalling for time is useless. If I want to kill you, all I have to do is think about it!" Zhang Xiong said coldly, "However, it would be too much of a pity if you were to fall from the sky like this. I appreciate the fact that you are a talented person, so I'll give you one last chance to choose!"

At this point, a terrifying aura exuded from Zhang Xiong's body: "Join my Cast Iron Sect, or die, two paths, which path will you choose?"

"Hahahaha …" Hearing that, Chen Yu laughed: "I am not satisfied with the two choices you have given me. The third choice I want to choose is to kill all of you!"

With that said, Chen Yu's entire body shook, the berserk Qi suddenly increased, sweeping out in all directions like a berserk wave, causing the air to tremble non-stop!

Although he was weak, Chen Yu was not afraid at all. Instead, he declared war on the party that had the absolute advantage!1

"Arrogant!" "Who's going to take this kid's head off for me?!"

"I'll do it!"

A deafening boom shook the heaven and earth.

Amidst the explosive sounds, four young geniuses of the middle stage Martial Saint Realm walked out in large strides.

In between the brows of these four people, they emitted a killing intent that caused one to be fearful of them at first glance!

"Head Supervisor, let us kill this kid!"

Upon seeing the four of them enter the battle stage, Zhang Zhi slightly nodded his head in agreement.

These four people were called Chen Ran, Hu San, and what was the need for them? Zhang Jia was the rising star of the Cast Iron Sect, and she was known as the Four Evils of the Iron Fist Skill.

Not only did the four of them possess extraordinary cultivation, they had even reached the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm.

Presumably, with the four of them acting together, it wouldn't be difficult for them to kill Chen Yu, who was merely at the early stage of the Martial Saint Realm!

"Alright, don't make me wait too long!" Zhang Chong nodded his head slightly.

"Yes, Head Supervisor!"

Finished speaking, the four people wordlessly walked towards Chen Yu.

In the blink of an eye, all the onlookers felt an incomparably powerful pressure pressing down on them. It was like a great mountain was pressing down on them, causing them to feel incomparable fear and dread in their hearts.

"Brat, obediently hold back and die. We can give you a quick death. Otherwise, your death will be very painful!" Chen Ran said coldly.

"The difference between you and us is like the difference between heaven and earth. Don't think of it as a miracle!" Hu San's eyes were also cold, as he stared straight at Chen Yu.

Originally, you had the chance to live, but you chose to die. Behind Chen Yu, an indifferent voice also came from behind him.

"Chen Feng, hurry up and accept your death!" In the deathly silence, a furious roar that shook the heavens, the last of the Four Evils, Zhang Jia, also unleashed her terrifying killing intent at Chen Yu!

On the other side, Zhang was watching calmly.

He did not make a move. The dignity and pride of a practitioner at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm would not allow him to do whatever he wanted, just like Chen Ran and the others.

Moreover, he had an extremely strong confidence that if he wanted to kill Chen Feng, he wouldn't be able to do so!

The air instantly became extremely tense.

The Four Evils of the Iron Fist were surrounding Chen Yu in the middle, their eyes filled with boundless killing intent.

Looking at the four fiendish iron fists, Chen Yu's eyes did not have any ripples.

"If you want my life, then just attack. You can't kill people just by barking like a mad dog!"

Chen Yu's words made Chen Ran, who was one of the Four Evils of Iron Fist, extremely angry!

As the person with the most explosive temper out of the four of them, Chen Ran naturally could not tolerate Chen Yu's insults!

"Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll grant your wish!"

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