"Your bionic soldiers are quite good; they consumed a lot of funds, didn't they?"
Suddenly, Ling Feng's voice echoed throughout the room.
The already taut nerves of the few individuals present tensed even further. They frantically scanned their surroundings, but Ling Feng's figure remained elusive.
His voice seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible for them to pinpoint his exact location.
"Who, who is it? Come out!" Zhong Qi roared continuously.
The beauty in the qipao beside him trembled, clutching the fan in her hand tightly, as if it provided her with a great sense of security!
The others also adopted a highly vigilant stance.
However, just as they were on high alert, Ling Feng's voice emerged once more: "Is the person behind you quite wealthy?"
Following Ling Feng's utterance, the group instantly pinpointed his location. They quickly turned and looked towards the entrance.
There, Ling Feng stood by the doorway, gazing at them with a detached expression!
Upon seeing Ling Feng, Zhong Qi couldn't help but gasp.
"You... you are the Ling Tian War God!?"
Hearing this title, the others' faces changed drastically.
The Ling Tian War God had indeed appeared, but the current situation was completely different from what they had anticipated.
The Ling Tian War God had appeared, but at the most inopportune moment.
The bionic soldiers they had deployed to surround him were completely destroyed.
Even their trump cards, kept in reserve outside, were completely offline. Contacting them was impossible, let alone expecting those bionic soldiers to come to their rescue.
They, who had previously scorned the Ling Tian War God, now found themselves facing a terrifying entity capable of taking their lives at any moment.
"It is I. Have you seen me before?"
Ling Feng looked at Zhong Qi indifferently and casually asked.
However, in the very next moment, Ling Feng seemed to lose all interest in the question and turned his gaze to the qipao-clad beauty.
"Or rather, are your lives worth anything?"
The beauty in the qipao trembled. Just a glance from Ling Feng put immense pressure on her.
That oppressive feeling caused her body to react instinctively.
She instantly brandished the fan in her hand, simultaneously shouting at her companions, "What are you all standing around for? You must join forces and kill him, or you will all die!"
The others snapped back to reality. Except for Zhong Qi, the other three instinctively moved to unleash their killing moves against Ling Feng!
However, before they could act, Ling Feng slowly raised a hand.
As the wind blades from the fan sliced through the air with sharp precision, they attacked Ling Feng's palm.
But in the next instant, those wind blades vanished without a trace.
There wasn't even a ripple in the air. What kind of terrifying and overbearing power was this?
The beauty in the qipao widened her eyes in extreme horror, completely unaware of what method Ling Feng had used or how he had achieved it.
Of course, she would never have the chance to find out in this lifetime.
Ling Feng flipped his palm over and casually flicked his finger.
*Swish, swish, swish!*
Three streams of energy erupted.
In an instant, the beauty in the qipao fell into a pool of blood.
On her forehead, heart, and wrist, there were three gruesome, terrifying bloody holes.
*Gasp...*
Gasps of shock echoed from the surroundings.
The three individuals who had been preparing to attack were now frozen in fear, having forgotten to retract their intended actions.
Among them, although the beauty in the qipao was not the strongest, with the treasure fan in her hand, her overall combat power could still rank among the top two or three.
Yet, in just an instant, she was killed by Ling Feng's flick of his finger.
Just how terrifying was Ling Feng's strength?
"What cultivation level has he reached? Could it be Nascent Soul stage?!"
Zhong Qi exclaimed subconsciously.
His words instantly jolted the three stunned individuals beside him.
The three of them, with pale faces, withdrew their actions.
Ling Feng lightly raised his hand.
The fan that had fallen from the beauty in the qipao's hand automatically flew into Ling Feng's grasp.
Seeing this, the others dared not make any move.
Although the fan was extremely valuable, it was nothing compared to their lives.
At this moment, anyone who thought of snatching the fan from Ling Feng would clearly have a problem with their brain.
What they didn't expect was that after taking the fan, Ling Feng didn't immediately put it away with great care.
Instead, he toyed with it in his hand for a moment before gesturing towards the side with a wave!
*Rumble!*
A massive gust of wind, like a dragon, surged out.
In an instant, it blasted a large hole in the adjacent wall.
The entire building began to shake violently.
Such terrifying destructive power left the individuals opposite stunned.
The cold wind continued to blow in, but the people beside them dared not make any move to escape.
It was too terrifying.
While the fan was a powerful artifact with absolute offensive capabilities, they also knew that it could never unleash such terrifying destructive power on its own.
Therefore, there was only one conclusion.
The reason this item could unleash such terrifying destructive power was entirely due to Ling Feng's presence.
With the enhancement of Ling Feng's cultivation, the artifact could unleash such formidable power.
Facing such a terrifying Ling Feng, how could they possibly harbor any thought of resistance?
Zhong Qi quickly tapped his wristband twice, clearly sending out some intelligence.
All of this was within Ling Feng's control. Even seeing it, Ling Feng was too lazy to pay attention to Zhong Qi.
For Ling Feng, these were all inconsequential matters.
Moreover, if those individuals were truly interested and wanted to come and kill Ling Feng now, Ling Feng would be more than happy to oblige.
As long as they came, Ling Feng would ensure they never returned.
After all, Ling Feng's cultivation had now broken through to the Soul Transformation stage. When any cultivator first breaks through, they experience a period of arrogance.
Ling Feng was also feeling this at the moment, but he could completely stabilize his mindset.
Furthermore, facing these weaklings, there was no need for Ling Feng to become arrogant.
Just as everyone was astonished by Ling Feng's ability to unleash such terrifying power from the artifact,
Ling Feng had already snapped the fan artifact in half with a backhand!
*Crack!*
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
What was he doing?
Ling Feng had destroyed such a precious treasure?
In Ling Feng's hands, this item could unleash destructive power that could instantly kill them.
Yet, Ling Feng didn't cherish it at all?
While they were still bewildered,
Ling Feng ignited a ball of blood-red flame in his palm.
The broken fan instantly burned into molten iron, which Ling Feng casually scattered on the ground!
"Trash!"