In the heat of the moment, Ren Feng had no choice but to retreat, while Huyan and his partner relentlessly pursued him. Especially the half-demon; his attacks were like a continuous river, each move aimed directly at Ren Feng's face.

Huyan let out a low growl, his steel claws pressing in tightly. Ren Feng couldn't free up his hands to counterattack, all his moves were purely defensive.

Even so, he was somewhat struggling to hold his ground against the two-pronged assault.

The half-demon and his companion were both masters; as soon as Ren Feng showed the slightest flaw, they would exploit it mercilessly.

Ren Feng retreated swiftly, the Qi Force from the three of them smashed into the surrounding bamboo, breaking many of them instantly.

The sound of cracking continued to echo as the bamboo shattered and scattered, leaving not a single intact stalk around the three of them.

Ren Feng dared not take Huyan's attacks head-on; the material of those steel claws was special and would injure him on contact, while the half-demon was incredibly difficult to deal with. The two of them working together left him with no options.

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Ren Feng's eyes; if this continued, he would inevitably be in a passive position, so he had no choice but to fight head-on.

As Huyan's steel claws whooshed in once again, Ren Feng seized the opportunity. Instead of retreating, he abruptly surged forward towards Huyan!

The steel claws swung at Ren Feng in mid-air, but he suddenly and nimbly stepped to the side, as if drunk, twisting strangely to the left and avoiding the claws by a hair's breadth.

Huyan's gaze concentrated, sensing something was amiss, and Ren Feng's palm, carrying surging True Qi, struck hard against his chest!

But at this moment, the half-demon's attack also came at Ren Feng, its imposing Qi Force was aimed straight at him.

If Ren Feng didn't dodge, he would surely be hit by that attack.

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Ren Feng's eyes; he had no intention of dodging, and his right palm struck directly on Huyan's chest.

Under this strike, Huyan spat a mouthful of fresh blood and was sent flying backwards.

Meanwhile, Ren Feng's left palm, during a swift spin, also flew towards the half-demon.

Exchange palm for palm, injury for injury!

This was a reckless style of fighting; the half-demon's palm sent Ren Feng flying, but Ren Feng's palm also struck the half-demon's face!

In an instant, all three of them were thrown in different directions almost simultaneously, but among them, Ren Feng suffered the most serious injuries.

"Snap"

The crisp sound of bamboo breaking resounded; Ren Feng crashed into and snapped a bamboo stalk, then fell to the ground.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Huyan also crashed to the ground but quickly stood up, and seeing Ren Feng's expression, his killing intent intensified.

The half-demon was not seriously injured, but under Ren Feng's strike, his half-mask gently fell, exposing the other half of his face.

Instantly, a glint of killing intent flashed in the half-demon's eyes, and his face twisted into a ferocious grimace.

"Very well, you're the first to knock off my mask. You must die!"

The other half of the half-demon's face was completely different from its handsome counterpart; it looked monstrous!

It was as if it had been scorched, the skin fiery red, resembling cracked volcanic rock, contrasting sharply with the other side's demonic beauty, they were entirely different persons.

Half-demon indeed, with half a face like a devil!

Ren Feng coughed as he watched the half-demon and Huyan approaching; as he tried to stand, his expression changed.

The turbulent sensation within him arose once again!

The chaotic energy inside felt like a prelude to a volcanic eruption, about to engulf and roar through Ren Feng's whole body.

Damn it, why is this happening now?

"King of Mercenaries, today you must die."

The half-demon said coldly.

Huyan remained silent, his face full of killing intent.

The two of them walked towards Ren Feng, while Ren Feng struggled to stand up.

Suddenly, the two struck again; Ren Feng could only dodge Huyan's steel claws before being hit by their attacks again, sending his body flying backward once more.

Seeing Ren Feng's helpless state, the nearby purple thorn suddenly burst into laughter, the sound filled with malice.

"King of Mercenaries, today is your doomed day! I want to watch you die with my own eyes!"

Ren Feng was still coughing, half-kneeling on the ground, looking up at the half-demon pair with a face full of unwillingness and frustration.

His opponents were seasoned, their internal energy surging, not weaker than his current state, and with vast combat experience, working together they kept him suppressed.

Moreover, his internal condition was dire enough; that virtual fire seemed to be approaching again, and suddenly, he felt as if a breach opened inside his body, unleashing the suppressed Yang Tribulation power.

In mere moments, it felt like invisible flames burned through his meridians, and he felt engulfed in a high-temperature furnace!

Every meridian, every cell, every bone felt like it was on fire.

Ren Feng's face had already changed.

"I thought the so-called Mercenary King was a bit more impressive." Huyan's face was full of killing intent. He suddenly thrust his steel-clawed hands into the nearby bamboo and then yanked fiercely, "But it's nothing much."

Ren Feng could no longer speak; he only felt his whole body burning!

The half-demon didn't say a word. Seeing Ren Feng like this, his eyes showed a disdainful glint; how could such a person be the top of the Heavenly List?

The distant purple thorn also sneered continuously, a sense of satisfaction gleaming in his eyes; he was finally about to kill him!

"Killing you would make it easier to complete the mission," Huyan's face was full of contempt, was this what was called a God of Slaughter?

Their combined might was terrifying, yet Ren Feng was renowned, the number one in the Heavenly Realm, undefeated before, but now he couldn't last a few rounds under their assault.

Pushed back repeatedly, weak and fragile, how could he be called a God of Slaughter?

Ren Feng half-kneeled on the ground, blood already marking the corner of his mouth. He closed his eyes, feeling the burning within intensify as if a balloon was inflating.

Seeing Ren Feng bow his head, a trace of disdain flashed in the half-demon's eyes.

"Such a Mercenary King truly doesn't deserve my effort." The half-demon shook his head; although he had a mission, he only sought to kill the strong. Those who died by his hand were never weak, preserving the reputation of the half-demon!

The two stood before Ren Feng, but then Ren Feng's mouth emitted a gasping sound, seemingly filled with agony, yet within that pain, there seemed to be an explosive energy ready to surge.

"Is that all I am?"

Ren Feng's words seemed like a murmur or perhaps a question, but his expression grew increasingly ferocious.

He repeated it over and over, wholly ignoring the two before him.

Seeing Ren Feng like this, the half-demon frowned and said faintly, "Do it."

But just then, in front of them, Ren Feng's kneeling eyes seemed to hold burning flames!

"Is that all I am? Are you even worthy to speak to me this way?"

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