CHAPTER 336: CHAPTER 335: ONE AGAINST A HUNDRED

"Young Master!"

The surrounding Duanmu Family experts turned pale with shock.

Fang Xiong’s figure flashed, appearing behind Duanmu Ji, stopping the bleeding and having him consume a healing pill.

Luo Feng spoke coldly, "Don’t waste those pills. You’re all going to die anyway."

Everyone’s eyes turned to Luo Feng. There was no trace of their previous arrogance; instead, their expressions now held fear.

Duanmu Ji, despite his initial-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm cultivation and having used the Red Blood Technique, was still no match for Luo Feng in a single exchange!

"Luo Feng, you..."

Duanmu Ji had taken the pill, and his complexion had just recovered slightly when, upon hearing Luo Feng’s words, his face flushed red, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Young Master, don’t get agitated. You are injured. I will deal with this brat and take revenge for you!"

Fang Xiong stood up, shooting a murderous look at Luo Feng.

Duanmu Ji had forcefully used the Red Blood Technique and was now severely injured; even if he recovered, his cultivation would be greatly diminished.

"Kid, to possess such strength at your age is truly astonishing and brilliant. However, you’re too foolish, daring to intercept us all by yourself!"

Fang Xiong glared at Luo Feng and ordered with a wave of his hand, "Surround him! He hurt our Young Master. We cannot let him leave alive!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of Duanmu Family martial artists dismounted, swiftly encircling Luo Feng.

Luo Feng sneered, "Come at me together. It’ll save some trouble!"

"Boastful!"

As a mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm expert, being slighted by Luo Feng ignited Fang Xiong’s fury. With a cold snort, he attacked directly.

"Die!"

Before his voice faded, Fang Xiong’s eyes turned fiercely sharp. A fiery cyclone swirled around his right foot as he stomped down violently.

CRACK!

The ground instantly cracked, and a massive fissure, twisting like lightning, shot towards Luo Feng’s position.

The next moment!

With a thunderous BOOM, the entire valley trembled violently. Centered on Luo Feng, the ground within a hundred-foot radius suddenly exploded. Shattered stones flew in all directions, and chaotic Gang Qi swirled into a cyclone.

ARGH!

ARGH!

Screams of agony rang out as several Duanmu Family martial artists, too slow to dodge, were directly killed by the flying shrapnel.

"That’s Steward Fang’s Exploding Cloud Kick! It’s a Low-grade Profound Level martial art! Retreat quickly!"

"Retreat!"

The others backed away in panic, afraid to be caught in the blast.

Fang Xiong gazed at the warped space before him, a savage grin spreading across his face.

"Merely an initial-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm cultivator, and you dare act so presumptuously before me? Letting you die without an intact corpse is letting you off easy! Don’t worry, your whole family will join you soon!"

The surrounding Duanmu Family martial artists felt the turbulent Yuan Qi impact the heavens and earth, and a lingering fear gripped their hearts.

If they hadn’t retreated quickly just now, they probably would have been killed instantly!

This was the might of a mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm martial artist! An initial-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm martial artist couldn’t even withstand a single blow and would be left without a trace, not even bones remaining!

Fang Xiong sneered a few times and turned to walk towards Duanmu Ji. "Young Master, let’s hurry to Dayang City— Huh?"

He had barely spoken half his sentence when he suddenly stopped and looked back.

SWISH!

Several lightning-fast blade lights were closing in.

In his vision, Luo Feng, wielding the Fury Flame Knife, was cutting through the air towards him, his piercing gaze chilling to the bone.

Fang Xiong’s expression changed dramatically. He hastily raised his Protective Gang Qi, trying to defend.

BOOM!

The blade lights struck in an instant, shattering his Protective Gang Qi. Blood splattered as Fang Xiong’s feet slid back over ten meters on the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered to remain standing.

On his chest was a horrifying, foot-long knife wound, the surrounding flesh already charred black.

"Why aren’t you dead!"

Staring fiercely at Luo Feng, Fang Xiong was in disbelief.

With his cultivation, using the Exploding Cloud Kick should have either meant death or serious injury for an initial-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm martial artist.

But Luo Feng, apart from his hair being a bit messier than before, was completely unscathed!

Luo Feng sneered, too lazy to reply, and directly slashed out with his knife, its light enveloping Fang Xiong.

"Damn it!"

Fang Xiong’s face turned grim. He struggled to defend, but the power contained within the blade light blasted him, causing him to vomit blood repeatedly.

"At this rate, all of us will die here. Everyone, attack together, kill this brat!"

After two clashes, Fang Xiong already sensed that the youth before him was extraordinarily strong. Although only at the initial-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm, Luo Feng’s Yuan Qi seemed even a notch above his own. He wanted to join forces to besiege and kill him.

Duanmu Ji was also watching from the side, feeling terrified. Seeing everyone else hesitant, he yelled, "Whoever kills him will be heavily rewarded once we return!"

Great rewards motivate brave men. Hearing this, the surrounding Duanmu Family martial artists’ eyes filled with determination.

"He is alone, and we are nearly a hundred strong. Together, we will tear him to pieces!"

"That’s right! No matter how formidable he is, his Yuan Qi is finite. Once his Yuan Qi is depleted, it will be his doom!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The dozens of Duanmu Family martial artists all roared in unison, exhibiting their martial arts as they charged at Luo Feng.

These people were all the elite forces of the Duanmu Family. The weakest among them were at the mid-stage eighth-level Hell Realm. Their unified roar was incredibly loud, like thunder rolling from the Nine Heavens, making the valley hum.

Fang Xiong, despite his injuries, led the charge, his gaze locked on Luo Feng, his expression fierce.

Although injured, he was ultimately a mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm expert. Coupled with dozens of eighth-level Hell Realm masters, this force was considerable!

It was enough to slay a mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm expert.

Facing the swarming Duanmu Family martial artists, Luo Feng also felt the pressure bearing down on him.

Despite this, Luo Feng showed no panic. Instead, he felt a trace of excitement.

Under such massive pressure, the Yuan Qi seed within his body began to spin furiously, making him feel that he was getting closer and closer to the mid-stage of the ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm!

After this battle, my cultivation will definitely advance further!

Luo Feng looked around and sneered. "Trying to win with numbers? Let’s see who can’t hold out first." He then suddenly slammed a fist into the ground beneath his feet.

"Sky Collapse Earth Splitting!"

BOOM!

A circular fist of Gang Qi struck the ground. With a massive explosion, countless large fissures spread out in all directions. The earth within a radius of over a hundred feet undulated like the surface of a stormy sea.

ARGH...

Continuous screams echoed as the nearest Duanmu Family martial artists were sent flying, vomiting blood from the shockwave.

"Mad Thunder Overturning Sky!"

After unleashing Sky Collapse Earth Splitting, Luo Feng didn’t stop. Electrical serpents writhed on his Fury Flame Knife, transforming into a vast net of lightning that swept outwards.

CRACKLE!

Amidst the flashing lightning, the airborne Duanmu Family martial artists had no power to resist the blade light. In an instant, twenty to thirty of them were slain.

Eighth-level Hell Realm martial artists were inherently vulnerable before ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm cultivators. What’s more, Luo Feng possessed a Mid-grade Profound Level martial art; these men couldn’t resist at all.

"You bastard, I will tear you into a thousand pieces!"

Seeing Luo Feng continuously reaping the lives of the Duanmu Family’s elite, Fang Xiong’s eyes were splitting with rage. His voice hoarse, he pushed his Yuan Qi to its absolute limit and charged forward, accompanied by a malevolent gust of wind.

"Kid, die!"

At this point, several Duanmu Family martial artists managed to break through the chaos and launched their attacks at Luo Feng.

"Dragon Slaughtering Gang Qi!"

Luo Feng wasn’t flustered. A bizarre fluctuation spread out, and a colossal black dragon, looking down on all creation, appeared. Its body coiled, firmly protecting him, its stern gaze seemingly capable of piercing the void.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

The attacks from Fang Xiong and the other experts struck the dragon-shaped Gang Qi, setting off a chain of explosions. They were all blasted back, vomiting blood. The black dragon then promptly disintegrated and vanished.

Staring fixedly at Luo Feng, Fang Xiong was utterly horrified. "What martial art is this? It can actually reflect Gang Qi! Is that how you blocked my Exploding Cloud Kick earlier?"

"Correct. You have some discernment. Now, die."

That last combined assault had been powerful enough to disperse his Dragon Slaughtering Gang Qi. Worried that dragging things out would lead to complications, Luo Feng decided to end the battle quickly.

WHOOSH!

His figure flashed. Luo Feng appeared before Fang Xiong, giving him no chance to speak before slashing down with his knife.

Fang Xiong’s desperate, all-or-nothing attack had failed to kill Luo Feng and had exhausted his Yuan Qi. Knowing he was about to die, he yelled to the others,

"You people, go quickly! Go tell the Family Head, no matter what, you must kill this person..."

SLICE!

The blade light flashed. Fang Xiong’s voice stopped abruptly, a distinct line of blood appearing on his forehead as he collapsed, dead.

"Steward Fang is dead!"

"This guy is too terrifying! Even Steward Fang couldn’t handle him! We’re no match! Let’s go!"

Witnessing the death of Fang Xiong, a mid-stage ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm cultivator, the remaining Duanmu Family martial artists were scared out of their wits and fled in utter terror.

"Wait a minute, who will take me with them? I will reward you generously!"

Duanmu Ji, who had been using the Red Blood Technique, was now experiencing its side effects. He was unable to move and yelled out in desperation.

However, no one stopped. In a life-or-death crisis, nothing was more important than one’s own life.

Some, to gain even a little speed, even abandoned their weapons and ran for their lives.

"You think you can escape?"

Luo Feng naturally wouldn’t let these people return to the Duanmu Family to report the news. With a cold laugh, ten Qi Dragons surged from beneath his feet. His figure flashed, disappearing from his spot and reappearing behind one of them.

SLICE!

A blade light flashed, and blood splattered.

Under the night sky, screams rose and fell, echoing continuously.

Within a few breaths, all the Duanmu Family martial artists were either slain by blade light or blasted into flying, bleeding corpses by fist Gang Qi. None escaped.

Releasing his Soul Power, Luo Feng confirmed no other living presence nearby before finally sheathing his Fury Flame Knife.

"You intended to annihilate my Luo Family with such malicious hearts. Your current fate is of your own making."

Luo Feng glanced at the surrounding corpses, let out a breath, shook his head, and walked back towards where Duanmu Ji was.

Duanmu Ji, supporting himself with his longsword, was limping into the darkness. Seeing Luo Feng return, his expression changed drastically. He stumbled and fell to the ground with a THUD, his eyes filled with terror.

"Luo Feng, I am the young master of the Duanmu Family. My granduncle is an elder of the Sky Sword Pavilion in the Twelve Golden Palaces. If you kill me, you won’t meet a good end. Spare my life, and our past grudges will be wiped clean! How about it?"

Seeing Luo Feng approaching step by step, Duanmu Ji’s face turned pale, and he shouted out in frantic desperation.

Luo Feng walked before Duanmu Ji, observed his terrified state, and shook his head. "Duanmu Ji, originally, there was no enmity between us; we kept to our own paths..."

"You’re going to let me go?" Duanmu Ji brightened up at his words.

Luo Feng kicked Duanmu Ji aside and sneered, "A pity. You dared to cripple my elder brother and even plotted to destroy my family. Everything happening now is your own doing! You want me to spare you? Dream on!"

Duanmu Ji sensed the intense killing aura from Luo Feng, and his eyes changed. He threatened in a deep voice,

"Luo Feng, you’d better think clearly! If you kill me, my father will absolutely not spare your Luo Family! At that time, not only you, but your parents, your elder brother, everyone in the Luo Family will die! The entire Panlong City will be razed to the ground!"