CHAPTER 445: CHAPTER 443: BING RUOLAN APPEARS

Duanmu Xiao’s face was grim, his sharp gaze suddenly fixed on Luo Feng. "Big Brother, that’s him! He’s Luo Feng from the Luo Family of Panlong City!"

BOOM!

The aura emanating from Duanmuya surged skyward, whipping up a furious wind across the entire square. The chilling murderous intent made the scalps of those nearby tingle.

"Was it you who killed Lei’er?"

Laying Duanmu Lei’s corpse down, Duanmuya stared at Luo Feng with a somber face. He took two steps forward, and it seemed as if every heart in the square beat in time with his footsteps. Everyone involuntarily held their breath.

Luo Feng, supported by his Grand Momentum, was unaffected by the opponent’s aura. There was no need to hide this matter, so he nodded indifferently. "That’s right."

"Good! Very good! Extremely good! When I heard you’d severed one of Duanmu Yu’s arms, I didn’t take you seriously. I never expected that in just a few short months, you’d become such a force to be reckoned with! Kneel!"

Duanmuya narrowed his eyes, his voice laced with cold approval. As he spoke, he raised his hand, and an immense, surging aura instantly descended upon the space where Luo Feng stood.

CRACKLE!

The air within a three-meter radius of Luo Feng was violently compressed, and deep fissures snaked across the ground.

Luo Feng frowned slightly. At this moment, it feels like a mountain is pressing down on me; my body is somewhat uncontrollable.

"Break!"

Luo Feng stomped his right foot fiercely on the ground. A powerful aura, matching the pressure, shot up into the sky, resisting the terrifying weight.

"Hmph?"

A cold glint flashed in Duanmuya’s eyes, and he snorted contemptuously. "Overestimating your abilities!"

Before his voice faded, an icy aura emanated from Duanmuya’s body as he delivered a backhanded palm strike.

BOOM!

A tremendous sound reverberated across the square. The air above Luo Feng seemed to solidify in an instant and then came crashing down from the sky. The immense pressure caused the surrounding ground to collapse three feet deep, as if intending to grind Luo Feng into fragments.

Under the heavy pressure, Luo Feng stood tall, his body like a sword. He brandished the Rage Flame Knife with a reverse grip and delivered an upward slash against the heavens.

SWOOSH!

A sound like tearing silk echoed, and it seemed as if something unseen had been severed. The heavy pressure vanished without a trace.

Duanmuya’s expression turned exceptionally grim. As an elder of the Sky Sword Pavilion’s outer sect, I can’t even handle a mere youth! This thought filled him with a mixture of shame and anger. The chill radiating from his body intensified tenfold, causing snowflakes to materialize around him.

His eyes locked on Luo Feng, Duanmuya chopped out with his palm. "Die, you little beast!"

The surrounding air currents surged, forming a colossal hand of Mysterious Ice that blasted towards Luo Feng. Wherever it passed, a layer of white frost instantly coated the ground.

The spreading cold made those nearby instinctively shrink their necks, and large snowflakes began to swirl in the sky.

Luo Feng frowned slightly. He switched the Rage Flame Knife to his left hand, took half a step back, and unleashed a punch.

"Tyrant Flame Return Wind!"

The force of his fist formed a fiery whirlwind that spun outwards, exploding in mid-air with a sonic boom, like an enraged dragon.

BOOM!

Their Yuan Qi clashed midway, and an earth-shattering explosion rocked the square.

Luo Feng and Duanmuya both retreated several steps.

Pausing, Luo Feng’s heart sank. Duanmuya’s strength is even greater than Duanmu Xiao’s. He’s probably just a step away from the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

"Big Brother, are you alright?" Duanmu Xiao rushed forward to support Duanmuya.

Duanmuya’s face darkened. He shook his head. "I’m fine." As he spoke, his gaze never left Luo Feng.

Duanmu Xiao understood his brother’s expression and said in a solemn voice, "Big Brother, never underestimate this man! He has comprehended the Grand Momentum, and his Yuan Qi is incredibly profound. Even I am no match for him. We should join forces to kill him, lest we capsize in calm waters."

Duanmuya pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Alright."

From that exchange, Duanmuya knew in his heart, even if I could defeat Luo Feng in a one-on-one fight, I’d likely pay a significant price!

"Elder Duanmu, let us assist you!" Two Sky Sword Pavilion disciples standing nearby stepped forward.

The two had accompanied Duanmuya to Green Wood Peak this time. Their aim was to cultivate a good relationship with him by celebrating Duanmu Xiao’s birthday, hoping to receive special favors in the Sky Sword Pavilion in the future. Seeing a chance to curry favor, they naturally wouldn’t miss it.

Duanmuya glanced at them and nodded. "Very well. When we return to the Sky Sword Pavilion, if you need anything, you can report directly to me."

"Thank you, Elder!"

The two Sky Sword Pavilion disciples were overjoyed. They turned to Luo Feng, their expressions filled with malice.

"Grand Elder, we’ll assist you too!"

"Let’s attack together and kill this brat!"

Duanmuya’s arrival had galvanized the many Duanmu Family experts. Their auras surged, and their gazes, fixed on Luo Feng, were brimming with murderous intent.

This is troublesome, Luo Feng thought, eyeing the group before him with a slight frown. Duanmuya alone is difficult enough to handle. With several more Heavenly Court Realm experts, my chances of winning are slim.

It seems I’ll have to seize an opportunity and eliminate a few of them first!

Luo Feng gritted his teeth. His sharp gaze swept over the figures in front, locking onto a Sky Sword Pavilion disciple standing at the edge of the group.

WHOOSH!

Without warning, Luo Feng shot forward like a tiger uncaged. The Rage Flame Knife in his hand traced a breathtaking arc through the air.

"Slash!"

A cold glint of the blade flashed, followed by a spray of blood. Before the Sky Sword Pavilion disciple could even react, his body was cleaved in two.

SPLAT!

Blood gushed forth as the disciple fell backward to the ground, his face a mask of astonishment. Even in death, he didn’t understand how he had been killed.

"Ah!"

Another Sky Sword Pavilion disciple, splattered with his companion’s blood, screamed in terror. His courage shattered, he stumbled and fell, and the acrid stench of urine filled the air.

Luo Feng didn’t pause, swinging his blade as he charged at the fallen disciple.

"You little beast, how dare you!"

Just as he was about to strike, a furious roar erupted from the side. The ground beneath Luo Feng’s feet suddenly frosted over, and sharp ice spikes erupted, spearing towards his head.

Luo Feng frowned slightly. The chance is lost, he thought. He stomped his foot, shattering the frost, and propelled himself away.

BOOM!

He had barely moved when a massive Mysterious Ice palm imprint descended from above, pulverizing the spot where he had just stood.

"This brat is trying to pick us off one by one! Don’t let him succeed! Attack together and kill him!" Duanmuya, his face dark with anger, roared. Someone being killed right under his nose was a blatant slap to his face!

"Yes!"

At Duanmuya’s command, the other experts began to gather their Yuan Qi, ready to strike. Their combined aura was fierce, vast, and overwhelming.

Luo Feng knew there was no retreat. He laughed heartily, standing his ground, his clothes whipping in the wind. With the Rage Flame Knife in his hand, he pointed directly at Duanmuya and the others. "Come on!"

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, like air compressed to its breaking point, ready to explode at any moment.

The entire square fell silent. The leaders of other factions and the heroes of rtiad involuntarily held their breath, their eyes wide as they stared at the figures facing off in the square. The battle is about to begin! they all thought.

Luo Feng took a deep breath, preparing to attack first, when suddenly his heart stirred. He turned to look towards the foot of Green Wood Peak.

Many auras are approaching!

Ten people! Fifty people! Over a hundred people!

Could it be that more experts from the Duanmu Family are arriving?! A wave of intense anxiety surged through Luo Feng’s heart. If this is true, I will undoubtedly die today!

Duanmu Xiao and his men had apparently also sensed the approaching auras and turned to look into the distance.

Noticing the puzzled expressions on their faces, Luo Feng raised an eyebrow. It seems they’re not from the Duanmu Family, he mused. Then who could all these people be...?

WHIZ! WHIZ! WHIZ...

In the distance, agile figures appeared, leaping across rooftops with incredible speed, showcasing their remarkable Qinggong cultivation.

A moment later, several figures arrived first, landing on the large bridge at the edge of the square.

The wide bridge shimmered under the golden sun. A slender girl in a light blue dress, a blue sword at her waist, stood quietly at the head of the bridge.

Beneath the golden sun, her blue hair danced in the wind, shimmering like golden waves, captivatingly beautiful. Her delicate face, framed by this radiance, seemed as divine and mysterious as a goddess’s.

Gazing at the blue-haired girl on the bridge, Luo Feng’s heart thudded violently a few times. He mumbled a name that had echoed in his mind countless times.

"Ruolan..."

Staring blankly at Bing Ruolan’s figure on the bridge, Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, then abruptly came to his senses, his face etched with confusion. I never thought Bing Ruolan would be here.

"Luo Feng, if you keep staring at Bing Ruolan like that, you’ll give us the cold shoulder, you know."

A rugged voice interrupted Luo Feng’s thoughts.

Hearing the teasing voice, Bing Ruolan bit her red lip, a faint blush gracing her cheeks, making her look exquisitely beautiful and delicate.

Luo Feng followed the voice and saw the speaker: a man in a snow-white robe, carrying a long saber strapped to his back. It was Hu Yitian, the young master of the Hu Family.

Besides Hu Yitian, there was also the ’Heavenly Fragrant Woman’ He Qin, a serene smile on her face. A sword was slung across her back, and her posture was one of exquisite grace. Li Heshan from Purple Sun School was there too... and behind them followed some students and elders from Tianlan School and Floating Snow School, about twenty or thirty in all.

Luo Feng looked at these people, completely bewildered. Why have they suddenly appeared at Green Wood Peak?

Bing Ruolan, Hu Yitian, and the others walked down from the bridge and quickly reached Luo Feng’s side. The Duanmu Family martial artists nearby didn’t dare to obstruct them.

"Luo Feng, you’ve really caused quite a stir this time! Storming Green Wood Peak all by yourself... I’m thoroughly impressed!" Hu Yitian declared, his eyes sweeping across the square. The devastation evident, his expression was one of utter shock.

Beside him, He Qin pressed her lips together and nodded in agreement.

Luo Feng, still somewhat startled, looked at them and asked, "How did you all get here?"

Hu Yitian gestured with his chin towards Bing Ruolan and grinned knowingly. "Well, Bing Ruolan was the one who notified me. If you want to thank someone, thank her. She’s been running around for your sake all this time."

"I also received Bing Ruolan’s notification," He Qin added.

Luo Feng’s gaze shifted to Bing Ruolan.

She bit her lip, tapping her foot gently on the ground, and said softly, "When we were returning from Red Maple Ridge, I saw the invitation you had. You seemed quite restless around that time. Later, when you quietly left the academy, I guessed you might try to come to Green Wood Peak today."

So, that’s how it is, Luo Feng thought, letting out a soft breath. So that was why Bing Ruolan suddenly left the academy... he realized, a touch of tenderness in his eyes as he looked at her slightly weary face.