Thunder Saint
hizuru Oshima and Blood Blade, faces flushed with post-coital glow, appeared with a group of ninjas, all strong, yet undaunted by Yang Feng’s party.

"Kill!"

The three Divine Ranking experts charged into the ninjas. Blood Blade and Mo Hancheng clashed, while Nangong Yingwu and Chizuru Oshima resumed their enmity; old foes meeting again ignited further rage.

Yang Feng easily dominated the remaining ninjas; his thunder-imbued strikes dispatched them effortlessly.

"Mm!~"

However, the ninjas' ninjutsu was tricky and unpredictable, making them hard to counter.

...

Chapter 21: Courting Favor from the Military

In an upstairs room, two black-clad men were guarding Xue Ying, who had just woken up.

"Mm!~"

Realizing her hands and feet were bound and her mouth was gagged, Xue Ying looked helplessly at the black-clad men around her.

"Didn't expect this girl to be so pretty!" one of the men said with a lecherous smile. "Why don't we have some fun first?"

"Shouldn't we not do this?"

"What's the harm?" the lecherous man said, eyeing Xue Ying. "If you don’t want her, I'll take her first. You stand guard at the door."

"Sigh!~"

The other black-clad man, clearly accustomed to his partner's behavior, walked reluctantly to the door to stand guard.

The man with lustful intent rubbed his hands together, an obscene look on his face, causing Xue Ying to shrink in terror against the wall.

"Come on, little girl, play with me!"

The black-clad man lunged at Xue Ying, removing the gag from her mouth and caressing her smooth cheek, his eyes burning with desire.

"Brother Feng, come save me!"

Xue Ying screamed, surprising the man with her boldness. He hastily covered her mouth, only for her to bite his fingers.

"Ah!~"
"Smack~"

The man's hand bore neat teeth marks, oozing blood. Enraged, he slapped Xue Ying, leaving five distinct fingerprints on her face.

"Damn! You dare bite me!"

He dragged Xue Ying to a nearby haystack, tearing at her clothes as tears streamed from her eyes, filled with hatred.

...

"That's Xue Ying's voice!"

In the midst of battle, Yang Feng heard Xue Ying's cries, sensing danger. He teleported into the building, assassins blocking his way.

"Boom!~"
"Boom!~"

Two thunder spheres thrown into the assassin ranks cleared his path. He moved at top speed, searching for Xue Ying.

"On the second floor!"

Using his strong senses, he located Xue Ying. Punching through a wall, he saw the scene before him. Unprecedented killing intent erupted within him, filling the factory and causing everyone's hearts to shiver.

"You're dead!"
"How dare you touch my woman!"

Eyes ablaze with killing intent, Yang Feng punched the black-clad man tearing at Xue Ying's clothes, sending him flying. He picked up Xue Ying, and a single kick sent the guard at the door tum
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