CHAPTER 522: CHAPTER 521: CRISIS_1

"This guy..." Ling Chen’s gaze turned gloomy. In his current state, facing a powerful opponent like Liu Feng, he’d likely be annihilated, not even his bones left.

"The person you want to kill is me; it has nothing to do with Senior Sister Xia. I can surrender to you, but you have to let her go."

Ling Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Since he was going to die anyway, Ling Chen no longer resisted; he just didn’t want to involve Xia Yunxin.

"Heh, do you think you’re in a position to negotiate with me?"

Liu Feng gave a cold laugh, then his gaze fell upon Xia Yunxin, a lecherous glint flickering in his eyes. "This woman is indeed a beauty. You are my nephew, after all. How could I let you walk the Yellow Springs Road alone?"

Hearing his words, Ling Chen’s face darkened. "You bastard!"

"Haha, keep cursing. To my ears, it’s all just the wails of the weak."

Liu Feng burst into laughter, and then his eyes suddenly turned sinister. "Little bastard, time to die!"

As his words fell, a WHOOSH of displaced air sounded. His figure blurred, reappearing before Ling Chen as he struck at his head with a palm.

Sensing the imminent danger, Xia Yunxin suddenly flipped her palm, produced a silver metallic object, and threw it out fiercely.

BANG!

The Silver Bullet hit Liu Feng and instantly exploded. Its powerful blast sent Liu Feng staggering back.

"Go!"

Grabbing Ling Chen’s arm, Xia Yunxin pulled him towards the forest behind them, and they bolted into it.

Ling Chen was stunned for a moment but quickly reacted. This Silver Bullet was so terrifying, capable of repelling an expert above the Seventh Realm of Sky Apex!

"Two pathetic ants, where do you think you can run!"

Liu Feng’s face suddenly darkened. With a mere tap of his foot, he shot towards Ling Chen and Xia Yunxin.

With Liu Feng’s speed, he caught up with Ling Chen and Xia Yunxin in the blink of an eye.

"Ling Chen, you go first!"

A determined glint flashed in Xia Yunxin’s eyes. She pushed Ling Chen away, drew the Bewitching Sword from her waist, and lunged at Liu Feng.

"What are you doing?"

Ling Chen was taken aback and wanted to pull Xia Yunxin back but couldn’t reach her; she had already charged forward.

"I promised Master I’d take good care of you! Go, quickly!"

Xia Yunxin didn’t look back; she just shouted sharply.

"Do you think I’m the kind of man who would abandon a woman to save his own life?"

Ling Chen smiled bitterly, but a sharp glint flickered in his eyes. He wasn’t some coward who clung to life. Rather than rely on the brief escape Xia Yunxin was buying with her life, he’d rather die with her.

With this thought, Ling Chen also drew his Red Sky Sword and charged towards Liu Feng.

"Young man, you’re extremely weak right now. Charging forward is simply courting death. I don’t have the strength to help you this time. You can only pray for good fortune."

The Human Emperor’s voice suddenly rang in his mind.

Hearing this, Ling Chen’s heart sank. It seemed the Human Emperor was no longer reliable. In the Sky Void Palace, the Human Emperor had expended too much power and was likely still very weak. Even if he wanted to help, he lacked the strength.

But having reached this point, Ling Chen paradoxically felt a sense of clarity. He caressed the Red Sky Sword in his left hand. Right now, all he could rely on was this Red Sky Sword.

Let him and his sword blaze forth in one final, glorious strike.

"Why won’t you listen to reason?"

Xia Yunxin looked at him with an expression of exasperation, as if disappointed in his inability to improve.

"Haha, what a pair of lovesick fools! I’ll grant your wish!"

Liu Feng laughed heartily, then struck out with both palms simultaneously. The immense Palm Power he unleashed shot towards Ling Chen and Xia Yunxin respectively.

Highly focused, Ling Chen gathered all his True Qi into the Red Sky Sword. Simultaneously, he completely activated his Sword Intent. Slaughter, Absolute Kill, Overbearing Style—various Sword Intents merged, overwhelmingly formidable.

The next moment, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed across the body of the Red Sky Sword. Ancient patterns instantly lit up as well.

WHOOSH!

With the red patterns lighting up, the Sword Light surged dramatically. A phantasmal red figure suddenly emerged from it—none other than the Red Sky Sword Saint.

Ling Chen’s Sword Intent had unexpectedly awakened a remnant of the Red Sky Sword Saint’s willpower embedded within the Red Sky Sword.

BOOM!

As soon as the figure appeared, it swept its sword through the air. The fiery red Sword Light it unleashed split Liu Feng’s Palm Power in the blink of an eye, like slicing through tofu.

SPLAT!

Taking the full brunt of this sword strike, Liu Feng was sent flying, spewing a mouthful of blood as he hurtled several dozen meters through the air.

After sending Liu Feng flying, the afterimage of the Red Sky Sword Saint also disappeared abruptly.

After unleashing this strike, Ling Chen planted the Red Sky Sword in the ground before him, gasping for breath. The attack had taken a heavy toll on him. His injuries, not yet fully healed, flared up, and he was almost completely drained.

After being knocked back several dozen meters, Liu Feng abruptly struck the ground with one palm, arresting his momentum, only to spurt out another mouthful of blood.

"Damn it... to be bitten by a mere ant."

Liu Feng’s face turned extremely ugly. He had thought he could crush Ling Chen with a flick of his finger, yet he was the one who ended up in such a sorry state. He looked down at the gash where the Sword Light had nearly disemboweled him, and the gloom in his eyes intensified.

"I originally intended to leave your corpses intact. But now, I’ll make you wish for death!"

Killing intent surged from Liu Feng’s eyes, almost tangible. The True Qi in his body raged, and two clusters of Flames condensed from Black True Qi suddenly erupted on his palms. These Flames, born from the high-speed friction of True Qi, radiated an incredibly terrifying heat.

It felt as if even the slightest contact with such Flames would incinerate a person, leaving no corpse behind.

In his fury, Liu Feng was practically unhinged, possessed by the desire to tear Ling Chen and Xia Yunxin limb from limb.

Just at this critical juncture, a series of whistling sounds cut through the air from nearby. Figures shot over from the direction of the camp, accompanied by a stern shout.

"Saint Child, fear not! With us here, we’ll do everything to protect you!"

As the shout rang out, several figures appeared around Liu Feng—it was Elder Beiming, the Fire Crow Taoist, the Black Swordsman, and other Demonic Cult Leaders from the Saintess Hall.

"Clouds Dangling from Sky!"

"Fire Crow Swarm Attack!"

"Black Devil Sword!"

Instantly, a barrage of powerful attacks launched towards Liu Feng, forcibly halting his advance.

"A bunch of rabble! You’re courting death!"

Liu Feng’s attack was blocked, and he burst into rage. A strange black light flashed in his pupils. Suddenly, his figure vanished from its original spot, and all the fierce attacks struck empty air.

When Liu Feng reappeared, he had somehow materialized behind Elder Beiming. A palm, swift as lightning, struck the elder’s back, sending Elder Beiming flying and coughing up blood.

SWISH! SWISH!

With two more flashes of movement, Liu Feng repeated his tactic, heavily injuring the Fire Crow Taoist and the Black Swordsman before they could react.

"The gap in strength is too great."

Ling Chen’s heart sank as he watched. Liu Feng was too strong. Even Demonic Cult Leaders like Elder Beiming were so vulnerable before him. Who in the entire Five Kingdoms’ Martial World could possibly stop this man?