"Who is it?!"
The trench coat-clad assassin immediately collapsed to the ground, temporarily incapacitated. His features were contorted in agony, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace. He quickly crawled to a corner of the rooftop to hide, tearing open his clothes to plug the bloody hole in his thigh, preventing further bleeding.
Unexpectedly, there was a sniper in the distance, which surprised the trench coat-clad assassin the most, and he didn't even know the sniper's location.
The one who caused this was Yang Feng, who was standing on the top of a building in the distance. He put the sniper rifle into his storage ring and began to rush in his direction. His movements were unpredictable. He was using his lightness skill to walk on the top of the building. His speed was extremely fast, like a ghost, and he could not be observed by anyone.
This sniper rifle was a weapon I stole from the female assassin during the last battle on the island. At that time, I only put it away because I thought it was a good sniper rifle, but I never expected it would come in handy today.
This will temporarily slow down the movement speed of the trench coat-clad assassin.
Meanwhile, the male assassin in the trench coat began his escape. He was originally an assassin from the island nation, sent by the Tengchuan family to kill Yang Feng for a bounty of one hundred million US dollars, but he failed.
Just as he was desperately trying to escape, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and lifted the trench coat-clad assassin up with one hand.
Where do you want to go?
Yang Feng looked at the struggling trench coat assassin with a cold smile. His martial arts strength was only at the early stage of the Xuan rank, and his powerful assassination ability was only enhanced by the sniper rifle behind him.
"Ah! Let me go!"
The trench coat-clad assassin was being choked tightly, his face turning almost liver-colored. His legs were kicking wildly as he stared at the person in front of him. Wasn't this the very person he was about to kill? How did he get here? The distance was more than three thousand meters, and less than two minutes had passed. How did he find him?
"Why become an assassin? Isn't it better to live? Why do these things? I'll give you a chance. Just tell me who sent you, and I might spare your life."
Yang Feng's face was very calm, his eyes were cold as ice. He looked at the trench coat assassin he was holding in his hand, and his five fingers began to dig into the assassin's flesh, drawing blood drop by drop.
"You're dreaming, I'm not going to tell you!"
After saying this, the trench coat assassin committed suicide. His eyes became unfocused, and he died. Yang Feng threw him to the ground.
Because he is one of the world's top ten snipers, if he were to reveal his employer's information to others, his reputation would be scorned in the assassin world, and he would be treated like a rat in the street. In that case, he might as well die.
He valued his reputation extremely much, even more than his life!
Did he commit suicide?
Yang Feng coldly stared at the trench coat-clad assassin on the ground, scanning him with his divine sense to see if there was any other information on him. However, he was disappointed to find that the trench coat-clad assassin had nothing on him except for this sniper rifle, and not even bullets.
In other words, he only has one bullet, and if it hits, it's over.
"They are from an island nation."
Looking at his face, Yang Feng realized he was from Japan, which meant he was only involved in a feud with the Tengchuan family.
Yang Feng unleashed flames from his Flame Sword, instantly reducing the corpse to ashes, before turning and leaving.
After the martial arts tournament ended, Yang Feng decided to go to Japan to pay a visit to the Tengchuan family, even though he was the one who had provoked this whole affair.
Back home, it was afternoon. Yang Feng stayed in his room and began to cultivate. The scar on his forehead was healing at a visible speed, and he began to stabilize his current cultivation level.
He currently has no cultivation techniques above the Heavenly Rank, only the Qi Refining Technique from the Qin Dynasty, which can only be cultivated up to the peak of Qi Refining at most.
After consolidating his cultivation once again, Yang Feng found that the abundant spiritual power within his body, due to the cultivation technique, was comparable to the internal energy of someone at the third level of the Heavenly Realm. However, he had never actually fought against someone at the third level of the Heavenly Realm.
"We need to find a cultivation technique that can be practiced above the Heavenly Rank, otherwise the next time we meet Ye Aotian, he might already be a master above the Heavenly Rank."
Yang Feng knew that Ye Aotian was a cultivation genius whose strength was not to be underestimated, and even his cultivation technique was probably of a very high level.
Immediately, a thought struck him, and he opened the system shop... Urban Super Full-Time System
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Chapter 471 The Ye Family Came to Find Us
【Vermilion Bird Nirvana Technique】: Specializes in fire-attribute spiritual roots, deals area-of-effect damage, can be cultivated to the Great Perfection realm, priced at 50,000 scrolls.
[Azure Phoenix Rebirth Technique]: Specifically for wood-attribute spiritual roots, it heals all things and can be cultivated to the Great Perfection realm. Price: 40,000 scrolls.
【Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique】: Specifically for thunder-attribute spiritual roots, with extremely high damage, can be cultivated to the Great Perfection, priced at 100,000 scrolls.
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This completely stunned Yang Feng. A complete set of skills cultivated to the Great Perfection required so many scrolls. It was practically robbery!
In the end, Yang Feng could only select some cultivation techniques, below the thousand scrolls, those that could be cultivated to the level of the Innate Realm or above.
The Blood Nerve can be cultivated to the Dragon Transformation Realm and has the effect of devouring blood. It is priced at three thousand scrolls.
This is the most cost-effective cultivation technique that Yang Feng has his eye on. However, there is still a shortage of scrolls. Even the cheapest innate cultivation technique requires two thousand scrolls.
This left him feeling extremely helpless.
Just then, Yang Feng's phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang sharply, interrupting his thoughts.
"It's bad, Young Master Yang! The Ye family, along with a large number of martial arts experts, are besieging the Phoenix Hotel. They've driven away all the guests and injured many of our underlings. They're saying they're going to forcibly acquire all of our Orchid Society's businesses today. One of them is a peak Xuan-level expert, and he's fighting against Brother Qing!"
Xiao Xiang spoke anxiously on the other end of the phone.
"Understood, I'll be right there."
Yang Feng put down his phone, a cold smile appearing on his lips. He disappeared from the spot and headed towards the Phoenix Hotel.
Originally, the Ye family's martial arts strength alone would not have been enough to make them so arrogant, after all, they had quite a few Yellow-rank martial arts experts and Heng Qing, a Profound-rank expert.
Even if they were to fight, it would result in mutual destruction.