CHAPTER 447: CHAPTER 275: THE INHERENT TALENT TO ROAST OTHERS

Bang bang!

Knocking sounds awoke the man who was meditating on the bed.

The Spiritual Energy dispersed, and before Jiang Feng could speak, that person barged in; it was Cen Yueyue.

"What’s going on? You really didn’t need to knock for a night raid..."

"Zhuang Zhuang is in trouble, hurry!"

Her voice was nearly breaking, and without further explanation, she jumped out of the window, stepping onto her flying sword and heading north before even hitting the ground.

"Shit."

He cursed coarsely.

Cen Zhuangzhuang had gone out alone to find young disciples to spar with. Before resting, Jiang Feng had specifically asked if they should bring Cen Zhuangzhuang back, since it was concerning for him to be out alone at night.

Besides, Cen Zhuangzhuang was like a younger brother-in-law to him now, and he really liked his righteous and honest character. However, Cen Yueyue’s response was...

"Pfft, why bother? If he can get killed out there with his build, I’ll eat these cotton slippers on the spot!"

Cough.

Her exact words.

Speaking of which, yesterday that young lady seemed to owe a tub of swill she hadn’t drank.

Not having time to think, he flung out his flying sword and immediately jumped down. The two traveled by Sword Flight, their speed resembling a meteor streaking across the sky, alerting the entire Dongliang City to their midnight journey.

Traveling at full speed made him feel the gravity of the situation even more.

He had seen Cen Zhuangzhuang in action; considering his Body Cultivation abilities and physique, it’s hard to find many rivals at the same realm.

Even if someone was of a higher realm, the kid should be able to escape if not win. Even if faced with a Nascent Soul Stage master, preserving his life shouldn’t be an issue. For Cen Yueyue, who generally didn’t take things to heart, to be so anxious, it must be serious.

"This girl’s speed is too..."

She sped ahead, leading by over twenty yards. Yesterday, watching those two women squabble didn’t truly let him grasp just how extreme the Little Saintess of Southern Border, Cen Yueyue, could be.

Now as they traveled together, the disparity became instantly evident. The burst of Spiritual Energy made even a proper Sword Cultivator like Jiang Feng lag behind, and he gritted his teeth, letting a faint Demon aura emanate from him.

Spiritual Energy swirled around him, and he gritted his teeth as he used the Demon Heart Technique to close up the several dozen yards to ride alongside Cen Yueyue.

"What happened to Zhuang Zhuang?"

The roaring of the wind was loud, forcing him to beam his voice straight into the girl’s ear.

"I don’t know, but there’s an Evil Cultivator, and a Blood Cultivator who has been out of sight for years. His Gu Worm carried a strange scent of blood, cultivation unclear, but Zhuang Zhuang has never asked for help like this before, even the last time when he provoked a Nascent Soul Stage master, he didn’t make a peep."

Anxiety was burning inside her.

Don’t let her usual nonchalance fool you; although she spends her days bullying and beating her younger brother, when he’s in real danger, she’s more anxious than anyone.

Jiang Feng just nodded his head vigorously without saying a word, silently moving closer in the direction of Cen Yueyue and then reaching out his hand.

A shoulder sank.

It was Jiang Feng, who jumped onto her flying sword by grabbing her shoulder.

The speed of the flying sword immediately dropped slightly, and as the girl’s lips quivered about to say something, the smart her immediately understood Jiang Feng’s intention.

This situation was much like the last time they confronted Wu Mingsheng together, with the higher cultivation leading the journey at the front to hasten the speed, and the lower cultivation handling defenses at the back, clearing the path.

Having been through life and death together, the couple’s understanding and cooperation didn’t need words; the girl just focused on travelling. As expected, behind her, a formidable Sword Qi began to slowly gather.

All flying swords summoned, Sword Heart clear, Seven Swords United. Hands in a triangle across his chest, fingers standing in a sword pointing gesture, he started to use the Demon Heart Technique without hesitation. Although tired from the day, he was...

After all, a young man.

Catching his breath after just a few hours, he was as vigorous as a dragon.

The Sword Qi gathered, the Sword Intent hidden.

Jiang Feng was clear about his role; in terms of endurance, he couldn’t compare with Yue Yue. Unlike her, he didn’t have long-lasting combat abilities, whether in cultivation or other aspects. However, speaking of momentary explosive power,

He thought this girl still needed some hard work.

If using a scoring system to rate their standards: Cen Yueyue could maintain around eighty points of combat effectiveness consistently during a near eight-hour marathon battle.

He, on the other hand, fluctuated between sixty and a hundred points, but given a comfortable environment to strike, he could deal the highest damage on the field, an unmerciful damage-dealing machine.

The small vortexes created by the Demon Heart Technique even surprised Cen Yueyue, who was pushing ahead. Previously too anxious to notice the Demon aura on Jiang Feng, she now realized.

"Such terrifying power."

"These past few years, what on earth has Jiang Feng been learning? Didn’t he join under Liu Xianzi at Swordmaster Peak? Why does he know so many bizarre and evil techniques?"

"Before, it was just the Soul Summoning Banner, and now there’s Sword Qi and Thunder Technique, and even Demon aura. Is there going to be Buddha Light springing from him later?"