Ge Min’s expression changed abruptly. After just a moment of hesitation, his body immediately shot out.

He struck a palm towards Yun Bumie.

As the Azure Dragon of the Divine Guard, the Huaxia Soldier King’s main duty for Ge Min is to ensure that Martial Artists do not excessively disturb the lives of ordinary people.

Whether it’s the cold-blooded and arrogant Ye Qingfeng or this former Sect Leader of the National Guardian Sect, Yun Bumie, neither can wantonly massacre ordinary people.

At this moment, Yun Bumie’s body turned, and Ge Min had no time to react; Yun Bumie had already struck a palm towards Zhao Zhiruo.

Zhao Zhiruo, ultimately only at the realm of a Peak Warrior, could not match Yun Bumie’s speed and had no chance to react at all.

Fortunately, there was a Defensive Magical Artifact, and the light screen lit up once again, though the green glow was slightly weaker.

"Crack!"

The light screen shattered, Yun Bumie’s palm struck Zhao Zhiruo, and blood spurted out again. Zhao Zhiruo’s delicate face instantly became extremely pale.

If not for the Defensive Magical Artifact, Yun Bumie’s palm would have been enough to take Zhao Zhiruo’s life; even so, Zhao Zhiruo’s injuries were not light.

Yun Bumie intended to strike again, but luckily Ge Min had already reacted, urgently attacking Yun Bumie, forcing him to turn and defend.

"Zhiruo, are you okay?"

Su Qiong rushed over and helped Zhao Zhiruo up.

Zhao Zhiruo, stained with blood, had a face that looked somewhat pale and weak. She hastily picked up the Jade Pendant Necklace on her chest and looked at it.

The dark green necklace was now filled with cracks. The spiritual charm that the necklace once contained was gone, turned into something very ordinary.

It now looked like a broken ornament, very unsightly.

This Magic Artifact had been damaged, rendered unusable.

Zhao Zhiruo felt a pang in her heart. Losing the Magic Artifact was acceptable, but this was the first gift from Ye Qingfeng, holding great significance for her, now destroyed by Yun Bumie.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiruo remembered and urgently said to Su Qiong: "Xiao Qiong, you must leave quickly. This person is too strong; if you stay, we all might die here."

Su Qiong’s face changed and said, "Then I’ll take you with me."

"No, if you take me, Yun Bumie will never let us go..."

Zhao Zhiruo hurriedly said.

Su Qiong was about to speak when three more people burst in, two men and one woman, the remaining three War Gods of the Divine Guard.

"What do we do? Who do we help?"

As soon as they entered, they saw Ge Min and Yun Bumie’s battle, and Black Tortoise asked immediately.

"What is there to say, obviously, we help Azure Dragon. He’s our Divine Guard!"

Vermilion Bird’s gaze turned cold and said decisively.

"Wait!"

Zhang Qifan stretched out his hand, stopping the two ready to assist.

"It’s best if we don’t intervene in this matter. Originally, helping the Wu Family was Ge Min’s unilateral decision and shouldn’t involve us Divine Guards. Yun Bumie is the former Sect Master of the Mountain River Sect, of higher status than us. Only the boss can handle this matter, so we better not interfere!"

Upon hearing Zhang Qifan’s words, Black Tortoise and Vermilion Bird hesitated. Zhang Qifan made a valid point.

As the Four Guardians, Ge Min was among them, and Black Tortoise and Vermilion Bird still held friendship and respect for him.

However, they disagreed with Ge Min’s approach in this matter. Why help the Wu Family?

Indeed, the Divine Guard’s duty is to prevent Martial Artists from disrupting ordinary people’s lives, but Yun Bumie is too unique, beyond their control.

In their view, Ge Min favored Ye Qingfeng a bit too much, possibly helping the Wu Family for Ye Qingfeng’s sake.

While Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise hesitated, Ge Min’s battle with Yun Bumie reached an intense climax.

Ge Min threw a punch, with raging spiritual power, the air crackled violently. Yun Bumie’s silhouette flickered, Ge Min’s punch with a Dark Force struck the wall of the Wu Family Mansion, leaving a deep dent.

A single punch’s Dark Force possessing such power demonstrated Ge Min’s undeniable strength as a Huaxia Soldier King.

"Indeed, worthy of being a Huaxia Soldier King, impressive. If it were ten years ago, I really wouldn’t be your match."

Yun Bumie nodded slightly, his eyes reflecting a trace of regret. Even ten years younger, Yun Bumie was at least twenty years older than Ge Min.

To cultivate to such a realm, Yun Bumie was an unparalleled genius, highlighting Ge Min’s terrifying talent.

"Senior, I ask you to spare the Wu Family, let everything wait until Ye Qingfeng returns!" Ge Min exclaimed, feeling no guilt.

"I can spare the Wu Family, but Ye Qingfeng, that woman, I am determined to kill!"

The Wu Family was merely his means to lure out Ye Qingfeng.

The life and death of these ants mattered little.

Yun Bumie suddenly struck again, directly targeting Zhao Zhiruo. At this moment, without the protection of any artifact, a single palm could take Zhao Zhiruo’s life.

Of course, Ge Min couldn’t just let Yun Bumie kill Zhao Zhiruo; she was Ye Qingfeng’s woman. If that demon learned his woman was dead, he wouldn’t rest without causing a terrifying upheaval in Huaxia.

By then, countless innocent people would be involved, and the country would suffer immense losses.

Just as Ge Min prepared to save Zhao Zhiruo, Yun Bumie’s attack suddenly shifted, a fierce palm striking Ge Min. His terrifying strength was such that even Ge Min couldn’t withstand it, spitting blood as his body pummeled into the thick wall of the courtyard.

The wall received a massive dent, with Ge Min lodged into it; Yun Bumie’s palm struck without mercy.

"Azure Dragon!"

Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise were startled, hurriedly rushing over to catch Ge Min. Ge Min’s face turned pale, more blood spewing from his mouth.

"Haha, dare to block me, and this is your end. Who in the world can stop me?"

Yun Bumie laughed wildly, incredibly arrogant, a confidence and audacity fueled by power, feeling as if he could dominate the world.

"Today, in the Wu Family courtyard, no one shall walk out alive!"

Yun Bumie’s eyes were cold, his gaze like lightning. At that moment, a cold and indifferent voice rang out: "Oh, really?"

In the Wu Family’s courtyard, two people walked in, a man and a woman, both very elegant.

"Ye Qingfeng?"

A collective gasp echoed through the crowd as Ye Qingfeng appeared, and inexplicably, everyone seemed to feel a sense of relief as if all fears faded away.

Although just a young man, none believed Ye Qingfeng could rival Yun Bumie. Such a thought was simply unbelievable.