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Chapter 424 Tan Zhentian

Everyone turned to look, and saw several more cars arrive. Soon, these cars came to a steady stop not far away.

The car doors opened, and more than twenty people got out of the three cars.

These people exuded a chilling aura, their eyes sharp as eagles, their gazes filled with scrutiny and hostility as they looked at everyone present.

Among these people were men and women, and the leader was a man wearing a black leather jacket. He exuded an innate sense of authority and domineering presence that made people afraid to look him in the eye.

The moment this man in the leather jacket appeared, both the members of the Iron Fist Society and the senior disciples of the Heart Sword Sect showed expressions of surprise. Clearly, none of them had expected this person to suddenly appear here.

"You people really know how to cause us trouble. I don't care what your purpose is. Tang Yifeng is just an ordinary person. Our Dragon Group's duty is to protect every ordinary citizen."

"I absolutely will not allow you to take him away in front of us!" the man in the leather jacket said loudly, his eyes blazing.

He is a member of the Dragon Group, and one of the leaders in H City and even the entire South China region, Tan Zhentian.

"Tan Zhentian, Guan Yiming already promised Taichu Temple that he wouldn't interfere in this matter. What, is your Dragon Group going back on its word now?"

Just then, a man dressed in a Taoist robe stepped out from the crowd, his face so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

This person was from the Taichu Temple. He originally did not intend to show himself, but unexpectedly, the Dragon Group suddenly changed their minds and intervened in the matter.

He knew in his heart that if the Dragon Group got involved, the development of the situation would be extremely detrimental to the Taichu Temple.

He couldn't understand why the Dragon Group would suddenly go back on its word, even though both sides had already agreed on the terms.

"It was Guan Yiming who promised you, not me, Tan."

All I know is that on my turf, things must be done according to my rules, and no one can argue with that! Tan Zhentian had a roguish smile on his face, a smile as relaxed and casual as if he were greeting an old friend.

However, just as he spoke, a powerful pressure suddenly erupted from his body, the terrifying aura of a Grandmaster.

Everyone present, except for the members of the Dragon Group, felt this invisible but powerful pressure.

Those with slightly lower cultivation levels were directly forced to their knees by this oppressive force, unable to move.

Despite their master's all-out resistance, Hong Ling, Jiang Mianmian, and Yu Bai from the Heart Sword Sect were unable to withstand the terrifying power. Their bodies began to bend involuntarily, and eventually, they all knelt on the ground.

Only Yan Guhong, though his body was also severely bent under this pressure, revealed a firm and unyielding spirit in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to support his body, refusing to kneel down.

His facial expression revealed little emotion; only his slightly trembling body indicated that he was under immense pressure.

The elder from Taichu Temple was the first to be targeted, as Tan Zhentian's aura was primarily directed at him.

Although the elder fought with all his might, his resistance seemed so insignificant in the face of the powerful pressure of the Grandmaster.

In the end, he couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down heavily before the Dragon Group members.

"Tan Zhentian, how dare you humiliate me like this! The abbot will never let you get away with this!" The elder's voice was filled with anger and humiliation. He never expected that Tan Zhentian would show such disrespect to the Taichu Temple.

"How did I humiliate you? Blame it on your own incompetence."

There are so many younger people here. Look at them, are any of them as disheveled as you? I advise you to speak to me properly.

"Otherwise, before your abbot can even come to save you, you'll be dead!" Tan Zhentian mocked mercilessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand, and the elder of Taichu Temple was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. He crashed heavily to the ground, spitting blood and barely breathing.

Although Tan Zhentian acted arrogantly, a playful smile appeared on his face when his gaze fell on Tian Zhenzhen and the others.

These three are really interesting; my Grandmaster-level pressure has absolutely no effect on them.

I wonder why these three came; I hope nothing unexpected happens!