Douluo: I Am Unparalleled in the World

Ye Feng, having shattered his own protective soul power, then took out his First Martial Soul Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe, and struck back at Tang San right in front of him.

The blade of the Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe was drenched in blood, dripping gruesomely onto the ground.

"Ah, Ye Feng, you actually went through with it! Just for a trifling matter, you're going to cripple all my limbs, starting with cutting off my leg? You've got guts. Someone will take care of you for me—just wait."

"Xiaosan, Xiaosan, your leg!"

Master noticed that one of Tang San's legs was different from the other!

In truth, Ye Feng's swing of the large Bloodthirsty Demon Scythe had indeed severed his leg!

"Heh heh! Brock, are you surprised? No big deal, your Xiaosan isn't going to die; it's just a leg gone, no shame on you."

"I'm not going to kill Tang San today, so don't worry."

At this moment, Ye Feng spoke.

"It hurts like hell!!"

"Ah! It's killing me!"

"May you, Ye Feng, rot in hell!"

Tang San could no longer withstand the pain.

Tang San cried out loudly.

His visage twisted in agony, a look of utter despair that was even more painful than death itself. This was precisely the reason why Ye Feng did not immediately kill him; he wanted Tang San to experience a fate worse than death.

"Xiaosan, is there anything I can do to help you now?"

At this moment, Master asked.

What could he do to help other than set someone up? A master like Brock, who couldn't do much other than use his disciples as a shield, was no good master!

"Tang San, this is the karma you've created yourself; no one can help you. You might as well give up—no one will aid you."

"We have been waiting for so long, and still, your father hasn't appeared. I think it's very likely that he's also in danger and can't leave in a moment, so today you're beaten quite miserably, eh."

"Thank your father for not appearing in time; otherwise, where would I get the chance to break your limbs, right?"

Ye Feng's malevolent posture.

Tang Hao had once broken one of Ye Feng's arms, and this time, he returned the favor by directly breaking Tang San's, venting his anger upon his adversary with double the repayment.

Now, they both lack an arm and a leg.

How is he going to get by in his remaining days!

For a person to live well is almost an impossible task!

He must have someone to care for him for the rest of his life, but who would be willing to guard him for a lifetime?!

"You don't have the right to mention him, Ye Feng. As long as I, Tang San, am not dead, I still have the chance to kill you. Just you wait."

Tang San's voice trembled as he spoke.

"Xiaosan, don't worry, I'll help you avenge this grievance."

This time Brock seemed to be more clear-headed, no longer appearing as the fool many mistook him for.

If it wasn't for Tang San trying to avoid Ye Feng's attack, Tang San wouldn't have lost an arm and a leg, paying such a terrible price.

If only Master had not harbored ill intentions in the past, it wouldn't have come to this.

"Ah! I'm going to fight you to the death!"

Master rushed directly towards Ye Feng.

"Come on, I'm waiting for you!"

Ye Feng's smiling posture.

"Zzzz—!"

"No need to use soul power, I can take you down with my own strength."

Ye Feng's tone was cold.

One hundred meters apart, Ye Feng stood in place without moving, waiting for Brock to come up to him.

"Bang—"

Brock pummelled Ye Feng with fists and kicks.

Ye Feng did not fight back, which begged the question—why not?

Of course, Ye Feng had another peculiar idea; he wanted to let Brock hit him enough before striking back 999 times—with three nines returning right back at him.

"Old Chrysanthemum, what's going on with Ye Feng? Why isn't he fighting back? It doesn't make sense."

Du Gubo wore a puzzled expression.

Watching Ye Feng not fighting back, there had to be an issue causing Ye Feng to just stand there, dumbfounded.

It was as if Brock was fighting a wooden puppet!

"Maybe Ye Feng's tired. After all, little Fengfeng won't die, so maybe he's intentionally not hitting back,"

"Or maybe it's deliberate, not making a move so that he can later counterattack Brock severely."

Du Gubo expressed doubt at Yue Guan's words, casting a disdainful look at him.

"What, Old Poison, are you questioning what I'm saying?!"

"Go ahead, say it out loud so I can help you judge your reasoning."

Yue Guan hurriedly spoke.

The two Elders sat on the grass, chatting and occasionally glancing in Ye Feng's direction.

Fearful that Ye Feng might leave them behind without a moment's notice, it would be hard to find Ye Feng again, especially considering the grand feat he was undertaking!

To outsiders, the sight of Tang San and Brock tormented by Ye Feng almost to death would indeed be heart-wrenching.

But to Ye Feng, as long as they were not dead, he would mercilessly torment them.

"No, where did you hear me talking nonsense? I'm just concerned that after fighting for so long, Ye Feng's stamina might not keep up, and towards the end, he could be counterattacked by Brock and the others."

"Now you understand what I mean."

Du Gubo told Yue Guan seriously.

"Why don't you take Xiaowu away first? With me and Ye Feng here, there will be no problems, so go ahead and rest assured."

He didn't want to see Yue Guan in front of him anymore.

"It's fine, Xiaowu can't escape. She is right under my watchful eyes. I think it's fine to return to Martial Soul Hall later. I'm waiting for all of you to go back with me so I can report to His Holiness the Pope and explain that the mission is accomplished."

Yue Guan told Du Gubo, hoping that Ye Feng would return with him.

Right now, it was impossible to go back immediately; they had to wait for the three of them to go together!

They had previously agreed to seek the hundred-thousand-year soul ring together, and now that they had found it, they had to return to Martial Soul Hall together.

"Alright then. I'm somewhat worried for Flayer at this point; if we delay any further, Tang Hao might indeed show up, and then we will run into serious trouble. The mission Bi Bidong entrusted to you could fail."