What was unknown was that the transformation of Yang Lianqing's body was entirely due to the immortal spiritual power from Yang Feng's previous divine healer!
"If you're still fantasizing about your so-called—brother? coming to your rescue, then I can tell you for sure that once he finds a way to get to this place and tries to come and save you..."
"He can only die here!!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Lianqing felt a deep sense of despair. If her brother came here, he would only die.
She would rather he didn't come at all, and preferably not come to this place.
"You're saying—I'll die? Are you sure?"
A faint voice suddenly rang out, followed by a click, and the lights in the room instantly shone on.
Tang Yao's pupils constricted, and he suddenly stood up, turning his head to stare intently at the man walking towards him. He hadn't sensed anything at all; this man had inexplicably appeared here.
Is he a ghost?
"I'm sorry, but you might be arrested today."
Yang Feng's lips curled into a faint smile as he approached her, picked up his sister from the bed with one hand, and untied the ropes binding her.
Seeing her brother holding her, Yang Lianqing felt like she was dreaming. Just a moment ago she was filled with despair, and now she was standing in front of her brother's chest.
Yang Lianqing was overjoyed and called out, "Brother—"
"Well, I think I arrived just in time." Yang Feng smiled slightly and reached out to brush her messy hair aside.
Immediately afterwards, the door to the room was suddenly opened, and more than a dozen criminal police officers with pistols rushed in, all pointing them at Tang Yao.
"I'm genuinely curious, where's your brain? Trying to cause trouble on my turf?!"
Yang Feng turned to look at Tang Yao and said coldly.
That's right, the police department captured the man's image on the surveillance cameras as he arrived at the Qingtian Club on their territory.
Moreover, one of his underlings reported this, so Yang Feng led the police here to make the arrest.
"Brother! He's that pervert from the news who killed so many people and made them age prematurely. He said he absorbed some kind of vital energy."
Feeling the sense of security in her brother's embrace, Yang Lianqing felt reassured and pointed him out directly.
"It came so easily, I should call Deputy Captain Yun right away."
Xiao Long, the guard standing to the side, raised his eyebrows. He had finally found a suspect, and one that had been identified.
"Heh, a bunch of worldly people."
Tang Yao sneered, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant, and quickly knocked down the nearest policeman.
He moves very fast; even a regular peak Yellow Rank fighter might not be his match.
You can even fight opponents of higher levels!
Seeing this, Yang Feng took a few steps back while holding his younger sister, placed her on the chair behind him, and then looked indifferently at the crazed Tang Yao.
More than a dozen guards were shot down before they could even fire a shot.
Indeed, martial artists have long since transcended the mortal world.
It's no longer something an ordinary person can handle.
"You must be her brother. Now that these police officers are gone, what do you have left to rely on?" Tang Yao slowly walked towards Yang Feng.
Seeing this, Yang Lianqing grabbed Yang Feng's clothes in fear.
"idiot--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng slapped him hard against the wall, leaving a shallow mark.
"Bang!"
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 220 Tianhuan Gate
Immediately afterwards, Tang Yao fell off the wall and crashed onto the floor again, gushing blood from her throat as her face contorted in pain.
He felt that almost all the meridians in his body had been broken, and that he would be unable to advance further on his path of martial arts cultivation, forever stuck at this stage, remaining in the same place.
Tang Yao was instantly filled with rage. She glared at Yang Feng, whose face remained calm, and roared, "I am an inner disciple of the Tianhuan Sect! You're dead!"
Hearing this, Yang Feng raised an eyebrow, squatted down next to him, and said with amusement, "You kid, did I knock your brains out?"
"Hehe, you worldly person will never understand the power of our sect. You will never know that once I return to the sect, you will be hunted down by us forever, and everyone around you will be hunted down to death!"
Before Tang Yao could finish speaking, she heard Yang Feng's icy, chilling voice:
"Then you might as well die here—"
Upon hearing this, Tang Yao's expression changed drastically. How could he have been blinded by anger? He quickly shouted:
"You can't kill me, you can't kill me! My fellow disciples are all in the mortal world. They will feel it if I die!"
A cold voice rang out again, and Yang Feng raised his hand and struck him on the top of the head.
"Sorry, but we'll kill you anyway."