Top-class Bodyguard

Ren Feng also struck with a palm, and the two directly clashed palm to palm.

In that instant, Ren Feng felt his body tremble; his strike was rushed, while his opponent's Qi Force felt as though Mount Tai was pressing down on him, almost unbearable.

It wasn't over yet. The other palm of the half-demon directly struck the back of his hand, sending another surge of Qi Force. Ren Feng couldn't withstand it and was sent flying.

Ren Feng flew through the air and, upon landing, stomped down hard with his feet, causing the dirt from the ground to splatter and he slid about half a meter before he came to a stop.

He cast a cold gaze across, and in the air, a man with a half-mask descended gracefully.

His clothes fluttered, like an Immortal.

Ren Feng's expression was cold and grim as he looked at the half-demon without speaking.

Within the green bamboo forest, silence resumed. Apart from those masters who had fallen earlier, many bamboo stalks had broken and lied snapped on the ground.

The two sides were in a standoff; the white mist had yet to disperse, making the atmosphere turn murderous.

Huyan stood there coldly watching Ren Feng, the steel claws on his hands flashing with a cold gleam, quite extraordinary.

The half-demon stood on the ground, his half-beautiful, demon-like face looking calm.

"I am the half-demon," he suddenly spoke lightly, his words devoid of killing intent, very calm.

Ren Feng looked at him, waiting for his next words.

"I am in charge of organizing this operation. According to the plan, I am to kill you," the half-demon continued in a calm tone, as if stating something trivial.

Yet such a person seemed terrifying; the calmer and more indifferent, the more ruthless their actions would be.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Ren Feng asked coolly.

"Because you chose to oppose us," the half-demon said looking at Ren Feng. "Initially, our target wasn't you. Yesterday, the mission was originally complete, and we were to withdraw, but you killed Ji Yi, damaging the organization's interests. Therefore, you must die."

Ren Feng had a wry grin on his lips, "Are you seeking revenge or acting for the organization's interests?"

"Both," Half-Demon's face showed no reaction, "Mercenaries, you are quite something, but in front of the organization, anyone who blocks its path will be crushed."

In the distance, Purple Thistle watched the three in the standoff, his heart coldly sneering, this time even Half-Demon made a move, do you think you can survive?

Ren Feng's face remained calm, "Then you should also know, I've offended many people, all of whom wanted to kill me, but in the end, I survived."

"This time there is no exception, the two of us will kill you, no problem." Half-Demon took a step forward calmly.

With that step, his aura changed instantly, as if winter had arrived, bringing a chilling coldness.

Half-Demon was clad entirely in white, spotless, surrounded by a cold killing intent.

Huyan stood beside him, his menacing intent unconcealed.

Ren Feng said nothing, but his True Qi had already been mobilized throughout his body, his expression somewhat grave.

It was obvious; they intended to join forces. If there was only one, Ren Feng could still manage, but if there were two, then it would be troublesome.

Although Huyan's strength was weaker, it wasn't too far off, and to take him down one-on-one would still require some time.

And most importantly was the man before him who called himself the half-demon, from whom Ren Feng felt a threat.

Yes, a threat, a similar feeling he had only experienced with a select few.

The first was the elder of the Dark Council, the second was the Pope of the Vatican, both of whom had terrifying power.

When Ren Feng charged into the Dark Council, creating havoc, the elder appeared. As soon as he did, Ren Feng felt as if he was being locked down, as if a mountain was pressing on him.

That time, the elder didn't make a move. Upon seeing the jade pendant the old man had Ren Feng wear, he let him go, which Ren Feng always found peculiar.

As for the Vatican Pope, or Papa, even when merely sitting, one could feel his terrifying power.

He was different from the elder, one was a towering and terrifying mountain, the other a vast and serene sky, two different auras but with the same threat.

Besides those two, the only others posing such a threat were those in the Divine Realm.

However, Ren Feng had never met or fought the Ten Gods, so he didn't know their true strength.

Now, the half-demon could be considered the third.

But his threat was not as great as the elder or the Pope; it was still within an acceptable range.

This person should only be slightly stronger than himself.

Many thoughts flashed through Ren Feng's mind as he coldly watched the half-demon, his entire body on alert.

In the green bamboo forest, the three stood in a triangular formation, none made a move, but the atmosphere in the air grew increasingly murderous.

Suddenly, the wind rose, a bamboo leaf fell and drifted past Ren Feng's eyes.

In the instant Ren Feng's view was obscured, the half-demon and Huyan moved.

Both simultaneously stomped, charging towards Ren Feng.

The half-demon's figure flashed like an illusion, his face calm but moving with extreme speed, raising a palm filled with cold and fierce energy, aimed directly at Ren Feng's head!

Meanwhile, from the other side, Huyan also pushed off the ground, his face grim with killing intent, swinging his steel claws at Ren Feng.

The once quiet scene instantly burst into chaos, murderous intent filled the bamboo forest, and from afar, Purple Thistle sneered, "Mercenary King, this time you're dead!"

Ren Feng reacted quickly; under the enormous Qi Force of the two, the True Qi within him spun wildly—in a flash, he propelled his foot with True Qi for a powerful kick, sending three scattered steel knives straight at Huyan!

Simultaneously, he unleashed two palms directly aimed at the half-demon's face!

"Boom"

Two sounds rang out successively, with Ren Feng clashing one palm against the half-demon, and with the other palm, with a fierce resolve, he struck towards the half-demon's chest without a care.

The half-demon's face remained calm; his choice was the same as Ren Feng's—they both chose to clash head-on, their palms landing on each other's chests simultaneously!

Ren Feng groaned, as he and the half-demon both retreated a step.

Meanwhile, Huyan's steel claws swung out, knocking away the three steel knives, and he continued to charge at Ren Feng.

The air seemed about to be torn apart as Huyan's steel claws aimed for Ren Feng.

Simultaneously, the half-demon also pushed forward again, attacking Ren Feng with his techniques from both hands.

Ren Feng was suddenly caught in an encirclement by the two, finding himself in a perilous situation.