The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 733 - 731: The Return of the Darkened State

"Ye Chenfeng, where did your arrogance and conceit go from just a moment ago? Weren’t you going to send me to have a heart-to-heart with King Yama? Come on then! Just come at me!" The King’s body surged with Peak King Level Soul Force, as if a villain had finally found their moment of triumph.

Ye Chenfeng, on one knee on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and rapidly sorted his thoughts. How should he deal with the King?

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s indifference on the ground, the King thought Ye Chenfeng had lost his fighting spirit and barked from his throat, "Ye Chenfeng, since you’re not making a move, it’s my turn to do so."

The King’s footsteps advanced again, and seeing this, Ye Chenfeng quickly got back on his feet from the ground.

However, just as Ye Chenfeng stood up, the King’s figure instantly appeared before him, his right hand once again transforming into a hand blade, chopping down towards Ye Chenfeng’s head.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The King’s hand blade was incredibly fierce, as if it could split the air itself, and the slight sounds echoed throughout the abandoned factory.

The hand blade was not only fierce but also extremely fast.

The friction between the King’s hand blade and the air created a current that made it difficult for Ye Chenfeng to keep his eyes open. Feeling danger drawing closer, Ye Chenfeng gritted his teeth and slightly shifted his body to the right, causing the King’s hand blade to miss his head and graze past his left shoulder instead.

The King’s hand blade was extremely domineering; even a slight graze on Ye Chenfeng’s left shoulder resulted in a huge wound, with blood spurting out from it. If the blade had directly hit Ye Chenfeng’s left arm, it probably would have severed the entire limb.

Excruciating pain spread from his left shoulder throughout Ye Chenfeng’s body, but he no longer had the time to care about his physical pain as he stumbled backwards five or six steps.

But the King didn’t give Ye Chenfeng a chance to catch his breath. After his hand blade failed to claim Ye Chenfeng’s life, he stuck to Ye Chenfeng like a piece of stubborn taffy and reappeared in front of him, his right hand transforming into an Eagle Claw, lunging toward Ye Chenfeng’s chest.

This time, Ye Chenfeng was too late to dodge and could only try to meet the King’s hand with a hard punch.

Fist against Eagle Claw.

The King’s Eagle Claw firmly caught Ye Chenfeng’s fist and with a fierce swing, a faint snapping sound came from the bones in Ye Chenfeng’s arm, and his entire body was flung away, crashing into a rusted machine inside the abandoned factory.

"Bang!"

"Puh!"

A sweet metallic taste in his throat, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from Ye Chenfeng’s mouth, his body feeling as if it was about to fall apart.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng defeated, Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli immediately stepped out to block the King’s path, knowing full well they were no match for him. Still, they couldn’t just stand by and watch Ye Chenfeng be killed.

"Step aside," Ye Chenfeng commanded from the ground behind Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli.

"Chenfeng, do you think they’ll let us go if we step aside? Besides, do you think Heng Fei and I can just watch you be killed? We’re brothers," said Sun Hengfei resolutely.

Sun Xiaoli nodded coldly and added, "Chenfeng, Heng Fei is right. If we’re going to die, we’ll die together."

"What a touching scene," the King’s sunken face revealed a mocking smile, then he said, "Ye Chenfeng, now I’ve decided not to kill you right away. I want you to die in agony, to feel like a waste who can only watch helplessly as your loved ones die before you."

"Huff... Huff..."

Ye Chenfeng breathed heavily, struggling to his feet, the rage in his eyes intensifying as he shouted, "In this world, no one can harm Ye Chenfeng’s family."

"Ye Chenfeng, you should just enjoy the show from where you are," the King retorted.

The King moved swiftly, bypassing Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli and appearing before Ye Chenfeng, not hesitating to kick Ye Chenfeng hard in the chest.

"Bang!"

Ye Chenfeng’s body slammed against an iron pillar; he spat out another mouthful of blood, his chest in unbearable pain. He tried to stand up from the ground but was unable to do so no matter how hard he tried.

"Chenfeng!" Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli cried out in unison.

"Ye Chenfeng, you just sit back and enjoy the show," the King said as he launched an attack on Sun Hengfei and Sun Xiaoli. With their strength, they were no match for the King. Sun Hengfei was kicked away by the King’s foot and his chest bones all caved in. Although he was not in immediate danger of dying, he likely suffered severe injuries.

At the moment the King’s foot sent Sun Hengfei flying, he did not strike Sun Xiaoli with the same force, but overwhelming King Level Peak Soul Force enveloped her, making her unable to move at all.

Looking at Sun Xiaoli’s cold yet beautiful face, the King turned to Cang Lang and Cang Ying, who were standing at the entrance of the abandoned factory, and said, "You two put on a live performance for our guest Ye Chenfeng. I think our guest will very much enjoy it."

Standing at the entrance of the abandoned factory, Cang Lang and Cang Ying, of course, understood the meaning behind the King’s words. While Cang Lang wasn’t very interested in women, Cang Ying had always had a strong interest in them, and his groin had been fiercely kicked by Sun Xiaoli. He was eager to take this opportunity for revenge.

Moreover, Sun Xiaoli was indeed a beauty, and Cang Ying, with his experience, knew she was still a virgin. How could he let such an opportunity slip away? Besides, it was the King’s order, so he had no reason to refuse.

Cang Ying and Cang Lang walked up to Sun Xiaoli. Cang Ying licked his lips and said, "Cang Lang, let me take this splendid opportunity first! I know you aren’t that interested in women."

Sensing Cang Ying’s greedy gaze, a trace of panic flashed across Sun Xiaoli’s cold face and her eyes gradually filled with despair. However, her body was suppressed by the King’s Soul Force, leaving her completely unable to move.

"You beasts, you beasts..." Sun Hengfei gasped weakly from a distance.

Seeing Sun Hengfei kicked to the verge of death and now Cang Lang and the others about to do a beastly act to Sun Xiaoli, a towering rage billowed forth from within Ye Chenfeng.

"You’d best not lay a finger on Xiaoli," Ye Chenfeng’s chest heaved more violently, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

"Ye Chenfeng, are you in any position to threaten us? Cang Ying, hurry up and perform for our guest!" the King said to Cang Ying.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Cang Ying replied respectfully, then, with a disdainful glance towards Ye Chenfeng not far behind, he first took off Sun Xiaoli’s coat, thankful that the weather was still quite cold—Sun Xiaoli was wearing three layers!

"Ye Chenfeng, let your Grandpa Cang Ying show you a master class in the art of the bed. You should be satisfied to enjoy such a privilege before dying," Cang Ying laughed presumptuously.

As Ye Chenfeng watched Sun Xiaoli’s coat being removed, his fists suddenly clenched so hard that his nails buried into his palms. Over these days, he had come to regard Sun Xiaoli and Sun Hengfei as his own family, but now he was helplessly watching them about to meet a terrible fate.

Was this acceptable?

Absolutely not.

The seething rage within Ye Chenfeng burned fiercer and fiercer as the black mass of energy in his Dantian, rattled by the instability of his emotions, also began to stir.

"You’re courting death!" Ye Chenfeng roared with all his might.

"Cang Ying, ignore him and continue," the King said with a glance at Ye Chenfeng’s face, twisted in extreme agony, then he turned his attention back to Sun Xiaoli, directing Cang Ying.

Infinite, boundless fury.

Burning relentlessly.

Rising higher and higher.

...

The black mass of energy that rested within Ye Chenfeng’s Dantian suddenly spread throughout his body. The dark energy slowly seeped through his skin, and his eyes suddenly turned pitch black, like a night sky devoid of moon and stars, or like the unfathomable depths of a terrifying abyss.

Ye Chenfeng stood up from the ground silently, surrounded by the swirling black energy, his face as still as stagnant water.

The King, Cang Lang, and Cang Ying had yet to notice the change in Ye Chenfeng because their focus was entirely on Sun Xiaoli.

Just as Cang Ying raised his hand to remove the second layer of clothing from Sun Xiaoli, his hand stopped mid-air, stiff and motionless. This caused the King’s face to darken as he yelled, "Cang Ying, what the hell are you doing?"

However, Cang Ying did not respond to the King.

Just as the King finished his sentence, Cang Ying’s head inexplicably fell from his neck onto the ground, followed by a voice that seemed to come from Hell resonating within the abandoned factory: "Die! Die! Die! All of you must die." (To be continued. If you enjoy this novel, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)