Wu Qi became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He and Zhu Sanpao didn't believe that Lin Xiong would be defeated by Ye Feng. In order to prove that his point of view was correct, he took the initiative to attack Ye Feng.
He and Lin Xiong are both Zhu Sanpao's right-hand men, but he sometimes gets jealous of Lin Xiong, so Zhu Sanpao always sends the tall Lin Xiong first for any mission.
He believed that Zhu Sanpao looked down on him because of his small stature, which was why he trusted Lin Xiong more in everything.
Because of his height, he has always been a little inferior.
Today he wants to prove himself, to prove that although he is small, his knife is sharp, and more importantly, to prove that Lin Xiong is a guy who is hypocritical and incompetent.
Although he is small, he is more capable and stronger than Lin Xiong.
But the more he fought, the more his confidence disappeared, like an hourglass, disappearing bit by bit. He became more and more awed and frightened, and he began to believe Lin Xiong's words.
Suddenly, his folding knife cut Ye Feng's fingers, but the other party's fingers were like steel, not only were they not cut off, but two fingers gripped the blade.
He believed in his knife, a double-folding knife of a top-level master. With a casual swing, he could cut off a five-centimeter-thick steel pipe, but he could not cut off Ye Feng's fingers.
Because it was not an ordinary finger, but a finger infused with the divine power of the ancient gods' bloodline and containing the power of the third of the Thai Emperor's four strikes to pierce stone.
Then, he felt a strong electric current coming from the folding knife, which caused pain in his palm, and he couldn't help but let go of the folding knife.
He was surprised to find that there was a bloody wound on his palm, and bright red blood was oozing out along the crack, and there was no way to stop it.
With a flash of knife light, the sharp folding knife pierced straight into Wu Qi's right hand. He was good at using a knife with his right hand, but this knife not only injured his right hand, but also cut off the meridians in his right hand.
A voice sounded in his heart, what Lin Xiong said was true, this Ye Feng really should not be provoked.
His heart was bleeding, and he suddenly regretted having taken action first. His act of bravado to prove his strength ended up hurting himself, and his hands could no longer wield the power of a sharp knife.
Zhu Sanpao's expression became terrifying. His beard and hair stood up like barbs. His hands were clenched into fists, and a faint green aura shone from his fists.
"You are no match for him. Let me do it."
Zhu Sanpao is a master at the peak of the heavenly level. Recently, he has been practicing with the blue spiritual energy stone awarded to him by the Taiyi Sect. He feels that his skills have improved a lot and he has the momentum to destroy the world with one punch.
As soon as Wu Qi dodged, Zhu Sanpao suddenly punched Ye Feng. His punch was accompanied by bursts of green light and howling cold winds, and the momentum was astonishing, worthy of his identity as the head of the Jiangnan branch of Taiyi Sect.
Judging from the power of this punch, Zhu Sanpao has broken through the heavenly realm and is advancing to the realm of an early innate ancient warrior. He is more than ten times stronger than Lin Xiong and Wu Qi.
However, in Ye Feng's eyes, this kind of punching power seemed weak compared with his Thai King's Four Blows.
Seeing Zhu Sanpao punching, his punch was as powerful as a cannon, Ye Feng also followed suit and punched.
Ye Feng launched a three-layer surge of the Thai Emperor's Four Strikes. Facing an ancient warrior at the initial stage of the Innate Realm, a three-layer surge was enough to make him suffer.
Boom! The shock waves from the two punches spread in all directions. Ye Feng had a smile on his face, his fist raised in the air, motionless like an iron arm.
Zhu Sanpao retreated more than ten steps and sat down on the flower bed, breaking the marble slabs on the edge of the flower bed. It can be seen how powerful the three layers of surge force he endured was.
He covered his aching right hand and looked at Ye Feng in surprise, confirming that the tremendous punching power came from Ye Feng's inconspicuous fist.
Zhu Sanpao has been tall, with strong fists and great strength since he was a child, and he is the king among the children.
Later, his family felt that he was a martial arts genius, so he was sent to the Taiyi Sect to practice martial arts. Yue Zhuoqun saw that his fists were like iron hammers, so he taught him a set of heavy artillery punches.
Heavy artillery punch, each punch is like a heavy artillery, with incredible power.
But today, his powerful punch turned out to be a dud.
He felt that the power of his punch was counterattacked by a force like a raging wave, and that force was layered and continuous.
The force was so bizarre that it not only made his wrist numb, but also sent a fierce force into his meridians, seemingly piercing through the meridians in his entire right hand. He was unable to circulate energy to his right hand.
He realized that the meridians in his right hand were completely damaged, and his face turned pale with fear. Only then did he realize the gap between him and Ye Feng. With just one punch, his right hand was damaged by the other party.
Ye Feng sneered at Zhu Sanpao: "Who are you? Who sent you here?"
Zhu Sanpao's face was ashen, and it felt like millions of needles were pricking the meridians in his right arm, causing him to almost faint from the pain.
He gritted his teeth and endured the pain: "I am the head of the Jiangnan branch of Taiyi Sect. Since I lost, I have nothing to say. You can kill me or chop me up as you like. I won't even frown."
When Ye Feng heard that he was the head of the Jiangnan branch of Taiyi Sect, an idea suddenly occurred to him. This fat man was with Lin Xiong, so he couldn't kill him yet, as he still had to find the immortal flower with them.
"So you are from Taiyi Sect. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I am very familiar with your Taiyi Sect Master Yue."
Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Ye Feng: "Sect Master Ye, long time no see."
Ye Feng felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He turned around and looked, feeling quite embarrassed.
The person behind him was none other than Yue Zhuoqun, the leader of Taiyi Sect.
Yue Zhuoqun seemed to have aged a lot, with gray hair on his temples. He wore a glove on his right hand. That was because Ye Feng had made a fake hand for him after his right hand was cut off. He usually wore the glove to hide his identity.
Ye Feng smiled and clasped his fists, saying, "Sect Master Yue, how are you? What a coincidence that you come to visit us?"
Yue Zhuoqun hated and feared Ye Feng. He hated him for cutting off his right hand, but he was also afraid that Ye Feng's skills were too powerful and he was no match for him. He wanted revenge but was helpless.
So when he saw Ye Feng, his expression was very complicated.
This time he came to Jiangnan City, just for the Longevity Realm. He knew that the Longevity Realm was full of various spiritual medicines. If he could get the spiritual medicines, he would transcend the tribulation and become an immortal, and then find a chance to kill Ye Feng for revenge.
Elder Wei predicted that the Immortality Flower would soon bloom and informed Yue Zhuoqun of the news. He then hurried to Jiangnan City to enter the Immortality World as soon as possible to give himself a hope of survival.
Unexpectedly, after arriving, he only saw Elder Wei but not Zhu Sanpao. Later, he learned from Lin Xiong that Zhu Sanpao was going to the Jiangnan Club basketball hall to kill a man named Ye Feng.
Yue Zhuoqun thought it was a person with the same name as Ye Feng, but he felt uncomfortable when he heard this name. He asked Lin Xiong for a photo, and it turned out to be Ye Feng who cut off his right hand on the top of Mount Huashan.