Nine people at the Mingmu Realm attacked simultaneously, their combined force was comparable to that of someone at the Zhiyi state. If Ling Zhenfei had been alone, his Zhiyi state would have easily allowed him to discern each person's attacking trajectory to dodge, but now, carrying Zhuo Yue, he could not.

Ling Zhenfei, holding Zhuo Yue with one hand, swayed and spun around. As he turned, a streak of Silver Needle shot out from him towards each of the nine attackers around him.

The Silver Needle was fine, but it carried an intense whistling sound as it shot towards the nine people, swift as Lightning, and catching them off guard.

All around, the nine experts of the Mingmu Realm, with their exceptional vision, had been attacking Ling Zhenfei but could also see the Silver Needle he released. Knowing it was Ling Zhenfei's secret weapon, they hurriedly dodged to the side.

This dodge instantly provided Ling Zhenfei the space he needed. Finding this space, he ran out of the encirclement with Zhuo Yue.

Zhang Lie, at the Late Stage of the Mingmu Realm, didn't dodge but caught the white light in his hand, only to discover that it was a long, thin Silver Needle. In his urgency, Ling Zhenfei had shot his carried Silver Needle as a hidden weapon.

"Zhuo Yue, run fast, leave everything to me." Ling Zhenfei pushed Zhuo Yue forward, blocking the road to the outside world by himself.

Zhuo Yue surely knew that his presence was a burden to Ling Zhenfei and thus sprinted towards the outside.

"Thinking of running isn't so easy," Zhang Lie said as he threw a dagger towards Zhuo Yue.

Ling Zhenfei saw Zhang Lie's dagger and swiftly flew over, blocking the dagger with a palm wind, but by then Zhuo Yue had missed his best chance to escape and ended up being trapped in the middle with Ling Zhenfei.

"Kid, today I'm going to kill you," Zhao Gang, having gotten up from the ground, shouted furiously, holding a knife in his hand.

Ling Zhenfei protected Zhuo Yue behind him, though at this moment, they were surrounded on all sides, and it was hard to tell which was the front and which was the back, the situation being extremely perilous.

"Was everything you said about coming to kill me true?" Zhuo Yue asked faintly from behind Ling Zhenfei.

"Fool, how could I bear to kill you? Anyone who wants to kill you would have to step over my dead body," the situation already being dire, there was no need for Ling Zhenfei to hide anything anymore.

Zhuo Yue laughed lightly, "I just knew you wouldn't abandon me!"

"Have the two of you finished your affectionate bickering? If it's not for murder, even better, everything is going as planned, no one's escaping today," Zhang Lie said, revealing a smile at the two's conversation. If Ling Zhenfei had come to kill Zhuo Yue, it would have been tricky because Ling Zhenfei could have killed Zhuo Yue and then escaped by himself, leaving them empty-handed.

"Just go by yourself, don't worry about me anymore, I've told you not to come," Zhuo Yue whispered from behind Ling Zhenfei.

"I won't leave you alone," Ling Zhenfei said, constantly looking for a way to escape.

Zhang Lie gestured to his brothers not to attack yet and then said to Ling Zhenfei, "Brother, can we talk nicely now?"

"What's there to talk about," Ling Zhenfei asked.

"You must be the man who came with Zhuo Yue, able to safely enter and exit the Imperial Palace Club, you're quite the man. You've come from afar to rescue your girlfriend, and we are touched, but as you can see, we are ten men strong, and you surely are no match for us. You might as well surrender now to avoid getting beaten half to death and feeling miserable."

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Who gets beaten half to death is not yet certain, and there's no way I'm going to surrender easily."

"Big brother, this kid is stubborn, let's loosen his bones." Zhao Gang said, hating Ling Zhenfei to his bones at that moment, wishing he could kill him.

Zhang Lie said coldly, "Since you don't appreciate mercy, then don't blame me for being impolite."

As soon as Zhang Lie finished speaking, his figure dashed towards Ling Zhenfei, and several others also started moving simultaneously, all pouncing towards Ling Zhenfei. Ling Zhenfei moved deftly, not confronting them directly, but instead, he took Zhuo Yue behind a wall and shielded her with his own body to prevent her from getting hurt, then he started to counterattack.

Ling Zhenfei, in his state of Zhiyi, could anticipate the opponent's moves, but dealing with ten people at once was challenging.

Ling Zhenfei could only elevate his spiritual power to the highest, moving swiftly like a large bird dodging left and right, his palm winds striking against ten men in the fray. His palm winds were sharp, something Zhang Lie and the others could certainly feel. No one dared to clash with him head-on, and because of this, Ling Zhenfei managed not to fall behind in the fight against ten men.

Originally, Zhang Lie and the others thought that ten men fighting one would be simple, but it was only now that they realized the fierceness of Ling Zhenfei; his realm obviously surpassed theirs too much, and instead of finding an advantage, they ended up being tormented by Ling Zhenfei's palm winds.

"Big brother, we need a sharper plan," the fourth brother asked Zhang Lie, clearly driven to desperation by Ling Zhenfei's blows.

Zhang Lie also felt that ten men struggling against one was too embarrassing, and after thinking for a moment, he shouted to Zhao Gang beside him, "Go grab that girl, and worry not, this guy will surrender."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gang burst into laughter, "Big brother is truly fierce." He leaped forward toward Zhuo Yue.

Ling Zhenfei's heart tightened, and he quickly unleashed several moves to force back the men in front of him before rushing towards Zhao Gang.

Ling Zhenfei's palm forced Zhao Gang back, but the others surrounded him, and instead of targeting Ling Zhenfei, they pounced on Zhuo Yue. Sweat broke out on Ling Zhenfei's forehead; they were too many, and protecting Zhuo Yue was nearly impossible.

Ling Zhenfei darted in front of Zhuo Yue to block the attack, but then a palm strike from Zhang Lie hit him in the chest, sending him flying and crashing to the ground.

Ling Zhenfei quickly got up, but by then, Zhuo Yue had already been captured by Zhao Gang, who was brandishing a dagger in front of her face.

"Kid, surrender quickly, or I will slash this girl's face mercilessly with a knife," Zhao Gang, holding a dagger, traced it across Zhuo Yue's face.

"Zhao Gang, stop right there, or I will definitely kill you," Ling Zhenfei said, furious.

Zhao Gang laughed, "Killing me is no longer an option for you. The choice is yours, surrender, or watch me slice this pretty face; it would be a shame to mar such beauty."

"Ling Zhenfei, don't worry about me, just go, don't mind me!" Zhuo Yue shouted at Ling Zhenfei.

How could Ling Zhenfei possibly leave Zhuo Yue? He moved swiftly towards Zhao Gang, but was blocked by Zhang Lie and the others, who then attacked him. At this point, Ling Zhenfei, solely focused on rescuing Zhuo Yue, didn't hold back despite being outnumbered by nine. His figure turned into a shadow, fast as lightning, as he sent the fourth brother flying with a palm strike.

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