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At that moment, two masked figures in black robes were staring intently at him.

"Who are you? Aren't you afraid of suffocating in such tightly sealed clothes?" Lin Yifan frowned and asked, vaguely sensing that these two were no ordinary individuals.

These two masked figures differed fundamentally from the other masked figures encountered earlier; their attire was not modern but resembled the hemp robes of ancient times, shrouded in mystery. Moreover, each had a sinister and mysterious sword hanging on their back.

The two masked figures did not respond to his question but decisively and viciously drew their swords and charged straight at him.

"Damn, what the hell, just kill on sight." Lin Yifan was speechless, then immediately adjusted his stance to prepare for the fight.

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, a blade emitting a dazzling cold gleam chopped down next to him. Feeling the power and aura it released, Lin Yifan was slightly startled, as the power had already reached the Breaking Mortal Three Realm.

"Swoosh!"

The next moment, another sharp long sword swung down from the other side, nearly severing his arm.

Feeling the power and aura of this blade, there was no doubt, it was again the Breaking Mortal Three Realm.

"Damn, two Breaking Mortal Three Realm individuals, since when did Guiyuan City have so many, such powerful cultivators?" Lin Yifan was shocked internally; he felt that Zhen Jian must have some identity or background, otherwise these powerful cultivators would not have come to his rescue.

Fortunately, the realms of these two masked figures were only at the Breaking Mortal Three Realm, if it were higher, he would have been unable to cope.

After dodging the attacks of the two masked figures, Lin Yifan quickly threw a punch directly at the chest of one of the masked figures.

Feeling the cultivation power stronger than his own, the attacked masked figure swiftly sidestepped, avoiding the blow.

While Lin Yifan launched his attack, the other masked figure swung his sharp sword towards Lin Yifan's back.

Lin Yifan quickly rolled away, dodging the attack from the masked figure behind him and shifted to the side.

The brief clash allowed them to gauge each other's strength.

At this time, the two masked figures exchanged glances, seemingly communicating through their eyes, whether to fight Lin Yifan to the death.

After a brief exchange and nodding in agreement, the two masked figures, once again wielding their long swords, charged at Lin Yifan to slash at him.

They believed Lin Yifan was not very powerful, and with hidden weapons in their possession, they could fight.

On the other side, watching the two masked figures ruthlessly charging to slash at Lin Yifan, Zhou Jiajia was worried; she noticed that Lin Yifan was not as relaxed as before, indicating that the two masked figures were very strong, no less than him.

"Yifan, please don't get hurt," Zhou Jiajia walked to the side and silently observed the battle; now, the only thing she could do was not to trouble Lin Yifan further.

Seeing the two masked figures charging to attack again, Lin Yifan no longer hesitated, unleashed his strongest power, then grabbed a chair from a nearby dining table to use as a weapon in his fight against the two masked figures.

However, as soon as they clashed, he realized this weapon was unreliable; the wooden chair was quickly split into two by the enemy's sharp sword.

Nevertheless, although it was quickly destroyed, it still played a small role; at least it blocked two blows for him.

Seizing this opportunity, Lin Yifan quickly left the room.

At that moment, two swiftly spinning hidden weapons flew towards him from behind.

Sensing the dangerous aura rapidly approaching, Lin Yifan instinctively jumped to the side to dodge.

He did not know if the hidden weapons were poisoned, so he dared not catch them.

"Bang! Bang!"

The next second, two hidden weapons struck the wall, embedding themselves into it.

This force, if it were an ordinary person, simply wouldn't be possible.

After dodging the attack, Lin Yifan pulled a coin from another pocket and, adding force, threw it at a masked man in black.

Then, using the time it took the masked man to dodge, he made his way towards the door again.

Why did he have to get out of the room? Because outside was the weapon he needed.

If it were just a bare-handed fight, he wouldn't fear these two Breaking Mortal Three Realm masked men, but now that they both wielded weapons and had hidden weapons on them, dealing with them was extremely troublesome; he had to find a proper weapon.

Seeing Lin Yifan fleeing again, the other unstruck masked man threw another hidden weapon, attempting to assassinate Lin Yifan.

Two hidden weapons were indeed hard to dodge, but one was much easier.

Lin Yifan easily dodged to the side, avoiding the hidden weapon and continued running out of the room.

After slipping away, he snatched an iron bar from the hands of the first wave of men dressed in black suits and returned with a killing rage.

By that time, the two masked men had already come after him.

Seeing the two Breaking Mortal Three Realm masked men at the door, Lin Yifan's face darkened. As he charged at them with a killing intent, he cursed, "Damn it, you think it's because I don't have a weapon? Now let's see how good I am!"

Seeing their enemy charging at them furiously, the two masked men prepared for battle, as they knew the enemy's realm was higher than theirs and they needed to be cautious.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the next moment, as weapons clashed, the two masked men endured tremendous force, their arms trembling from each impact, struggling to cope. Gradually, they started to retreat, unable to match him.

Then, they pulled out more hidden weapons from their clothes, throwing them at Lin Yifan while waiting for an opportunity to move.

Lin Yifan first dodged a hidden weapon, then used the iron bar to deflect another.

After blocking the hidden weapons, the two masked men charged at him.

Without a second thought, Lin Yifan swiftly stepped back; once he had composed himself, he swung the iron bar, fighting back against the two masked men.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After another fierce beating, the two masked men felt overwhelmed and thought of retreating.

Exchanging a glance, they quickly retreated, then entered the room, dragging away the barely alive Zhen Jian.

Lin Yifan blocked the doorway, bellowing, "Thinking of taking him away? No way!"

However, the two masked men ignored his threats, pulling out a homemade smoke bomb from their clothes and threw it at him.

"Damn it!" Seeing a ping-pong sized bomb flying towards him, Lin Yifan cursed under his breath and then jumped out of the room to dodge.

His current realm and abilities did not equip him to withstand the power of a bomb, so he had no choice but to evade.

"Boom!"

The "bomb" exploded, but what it released wasn't a powerful shock wave but a dense smoke; it was something similar to a smoke bomb.