Zhao Qingfeng's arm was fully bent, colliding with Ximen Gaofei's fist, and not just that, Ye Tian struck at the soft ribs near Zhao Qingfeng's waist.
Zhao Qingfeng's entire body flew sideways, crashing into Ximen Gaofei, and under the push of Ye Tian's powerful Inner Strength, Ximen Gaofei kept retreating, losing any space to attack.
Ye Tian, using Zhao Qingfeng, had turned him completely into his own tool. Zhao Qingfeng wanted to resist, but he was no match for Ye Tian, utterly toyed with at his fingertips.
Xuanyuan Zhenguo launched an attack on Ye Tian from another side, but with Zhao Qingfeng's assistance, Xuanyuan Zhenguo was left with no room to strike.
"Ye bastard, put me down!"
Zhao Qingfeng's throat tore with his roar, yet Ye Tian remained unmoved.
Ximen Gaofei and Xuanyuan Zhenguo exchanged a glance, immediately making a decision—to completely ignore Zhao Qingfeng's life and death and attack directly.
The glances of two men met, instantly confirming this plan.
