CHAPTER 451: CHAPTER 276: THE SIX TRUE WORDS_2

"What’s there to panic about? It’s just a Nascent Soul, and she dared to hurt my brother. I’ll f***ing kill her!"

An inexplicable confidence.

No, it should be said, the pitiful and boring male ego has struck again.

Wanting to show off in front of someone you like, and flaunting a bit of masculinity is quite normal. After all, back when Jiang Feng’s cultivation realm was low, it was others leading him to slaughter left and right.

Jiang Feng was responsible for the chaos; Yue Yue handled the slaughter.

Men have a bit of pride; they can’t hide behind women their whole lives. Oh, except for hiding behind his senior sister; he never hopes to surpass her in this lifetime.

Naturally, Nascent Soul stage experts are terrifying, but before the two of them, it’s no big deal. From the last battle with the Golden Monk, it wasn’t hard to see that Jiang Feng had the strength to face off against a Nascent Soul stage expert head-on.

In the end, they revealed all their trump cards and even injured the demon monk. However, the treasures in that old dog’s hands were just too overpowered; they were all stolen from the Vajra Temple and none were below Earth Rank. How can you even compete?

As for Cen Yueyue, she was absolutely fearless. Over the past two years, she killed so many Nascent Soul experts that she couldn’t even count them on both hands, becoming increasingly adept at using her flames, and she also had a whole host of top-tier magic treasures.

A fun fact.

Previously, when she fought with Yan Yurou, both of them tacitly agreed not to use their top-tier magic treasures, relying on their fists to determine the winner. Nobody wanted to be accused of winning without honor.

Moreover, they both feared accidentally killing the other and causing Jiang Feng to break up with them.

But facing this group of evil cultivators, she had no such psychological burden.

"Seven-star Crown, appear!"

"Purple Gold Hairpin, come forth!"

It began.

As the Southern Border Little Saintess, the only daughter of the Cen Family Village Chief, having a few magic treasures in hand *is* quite reasonable, right?

A backward glance and a point blocked by the revealed Seven-star Crown instantaneously did not break the defense. Withdrawing her hand, in the next second, a torrential wave of fire surged up behind her, forcing Yin Xue to teleport.

It was that silver crown.

When the two of them were on the run, it was used as a treasure to cover the entire body and hide their aura. Speaking of which, the first time she met Yue Yue, that girl used this thing to hit him.

"Demon Burning Furnace, flame!"

The Fire Dragon Roll attacked from behind, Yin Xue curved a finger to brush away the flame, not even using any proper magic treasures, looking quite entertained, unhurried, adept in facing two opponents.

With the left hand controlling a flying sword, the right hand grasps a tail feather, and a flesh-and-blood body sometimes hard as iron and sometimes soft as water, her mouth slightly curved, and her eyes full of greed toward Cen Yueyue, but more than that, regret.

Because she could not take over this little girl’s body.

It wasn’t that she dared not or feared the Cen Family Village; so many had hunted her for hundreds of years without any issue. She wasn’t afraid of offending another family; it was just because this girl’s body had a host inside far stronger than herself.

If she directly killed, it would be fine. But if she harbored any wicked thought of possession, attempting to seize the body, let her soul enter, she’d be burned to ashes by the Fire Phoenix in no time.

As for Jiang Feng... he’s not the optimal solution. At least she didn’t want to turn into a man’s body.

"Burning Flame Technique, Fire Phoenix Ascending!"

An arm sent a fiery pain, her eyes flickered with a touch of interest, Yin Xue usually never praised others, but these two young people indeed piqued her interest.

"A Southern Border Saintess and a Swordmaster Peak successor, both somewhat interesting. By the looks of it, if an ordinary Nascent Soul stage ran into them, they’d be in for a rough time."

Cen Zhuangzhuang also dragged his injured body over, but instead of joining in, he stood by his cousin to guard against any eventuality. At first, he thought of urging his cousin and the others to flee quickly, but unexpectedly, the two managed to suppress Yin Xue together.

This was simply unbelievable, and so Cen Zhuangzhuang gained a little confidence, cheering for the two of them.

This young couple was actually quite well-rounded; it was clear the father-in-law was quite knowledgeable, knowing not to pigeonhole his daughter into a single path, but to develop her comprehensively, excelling at both close combat and long-range.

Jiang Feng too, he possessed exquisite swordsmanship in close combat. When distanced, he could attack with Sword Control and spells simultaneously, and in such a barrage, it was wise of Cen Zhuangzhuang not to rush in.

As said before, this is reality, not a game; allies have no damage immunity, and if he went in, he’d be scorched!

Swish—

Phoenix Feather brushed past the eyes, delivering a scorching heat wave, facing an encirclement, Yin Xue merely revealed a sinister smile, and her body began to melt rapidly, escaping into the ground.

"Behind you!"

Cen Yueyue called out sharply, while Cen Zhuangzhuang also dashed towards Jiang Feng’s direction, swinging down his massive fist like a clay pot.

But Jiang Feng was already prepared beforehand; Jiang Feng wasn’t particularly skilled at anything but had quick reflexes, he was someone who could catch his senior sister’s move head-on.

Clang—

The two were close together.

In Yin Xue’s small chubby hand, holding a spiral blood spike looked a bit comical. The two horn braids had never been disheveled, and from her relaxed expression, it was clear she was enjoying the hunt.

Upon seeing this face, Jiang Feng’s expression immediately changed!

"You, you’re..."

"Didn’t expect you at your cultivation level to recognize me; seems the Purple Cloud Palace’s hatred towards me runs deep, memorizing me for all these years. Those over a hundred souls of flesh gave me such pleasure."

Licking her lips, she showed a harmless yet mocking smile.

As the distance closed, Jiang Feng finally realized why this little girl looked familiar; yes, it was the notorious criminal he’d seen in his senior sister’s study when he first entered the sect!

Further recorded in the final pages of the wanted criminals’ book, famously marked with blood-red text!

"Enchantress, don’t you dare hurt my brother!"

Cen Zhuangzhuang arrived.

His punch landed, but the woman didn’t dodge, allowing the punch to shatter her body, stumbling through the blood spray, crashing into a tree ahead, halting.

Jiang Feng took the chance to kick forward, yet it was still a burst of splattered water, though the man’s eyes only held a hint of indifference, uncaring why this woman seemed only at Nascent Soul stage, nor why she suddenly showed up.

All he knew was his move succeeded.

A sword swung!

Both body and longsword coated in thunder light, from the first strike, he noticed Yin Xue feared lightning. Water is a conductor; blood too—using the lightning to slow this woman’s shape-shifting trick, hence himself...

"Boom~"

The severed head formed an explosive shape in mid-air.

Pupils constricted in an instant.

"Jiang Feng!"

At the instant the blood mist erupted, it was already too late.

Even if Cen Yueyue was faster, she couldn’t outpace a face-to-face explosion, the Phoenix Feather had flung out but had been swept away midway by the massive shockwave.

They were prepared for dealing with the evil cultivator in front of them, but the problem was Yin Xue displayed power levels only around Nascent Soul, even less than mid-grade Nascent Soul, sitting somewhere between high and low grades.

No matter how you looked at it, it should have been a battle they held absolute advantage in, yet their strengths were not equal.

Power elevation isn’t only about the cultivation realm, it also involves command over techniques, skill in using spiritual energy, martial skills, magic treasures, all requiring research. Yin Xue managing to enter the Integration realm meant she was at the top of the food chain.

And able to survive within the gaps between various great sects, escaping capture, committing heinous deeds here and there. To put it this way, even if she continued to disperse her cultivation, lowering her realm to match Cen Yueyue’s...no.

Lower to match Jiang Feng’s realm, early Core Formation.

The three together wouldn’t be her opponent; it would just be a matter of time to bring them down, overcoming them was simply a question of time, this was the sheer gap in realm and strength.

Swoosh—

A blood-covered figure shot out from the blood mist, focused closely, it was Jiang Feng enveloped in Purple Lightning.

And from the explosive blood mist, a talisman paper fell to the ground, soaked through by rain and blood, corroded over half, still bearing a certain someone’s characteristic six-word mantra.

"F*** you * up!"