Ye Feng, with True Essence shielding his body, had long formed a powerful defense on the surface of his skin, like an invisible armor, impervious to swords or spears, and even general artillery would hardly penetrate Ye Feng's defenses.
How could the punches and kicks of these Wendao Sect disciples possibly cause any harm to Ye Feng?
Don't be misled by Ye Feng's disheveled appearance, his body covered in footprints, looking dirty and in a wretched state.
In fact, Ye Feng hadn't sustained a single injury; even the two mouthfuls of fresh blood that Qingfengzi and the Law Enforcement Elder made Ye Feng spit out earlier were forced by Ye Feng himself; he was not injured at all.
"Step back!" Just then, Qingfengzi commanded, and everyone stopped beating Ye Feng.
Qingfengzi grabbed Ye Feng by the hair and lifted him up, while Ye Feng chose to endure.
