Chapter 1439: A Narrow Escape! Crisis!
With a single saber strike, Luo Feng cut down the tall Martial Artist, and his mood hardly rippled.
Back when he was still at mid-stage of the sixth level of the True Yuan Realm, he could already match Martial Artists at the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm. In this period, his cultivation had advanced, Five Elements Transformation had broken through to the third level, and his strength had shot up by a large margin. If he couldn’t kill the opponent now, that would be strange.
However, that was how he thought; others did not see it that way.
“What! Senior Brother lost to that brat!”
The Black Demon Sect disciple currently fighting Yue Haitang and Jiang Fengfeng noticed Luo Feng kill the tall Martial Artist with one saber, his eyes going wide in disbelief.
His Senior Brother was at early-stage of the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm, not only superior in cultivation, but far ahead in cultivation techniques and Martial Arts comprehension, and his combat power was on a completely different level. With that Senior Brother making a move, he had thought killing Luo Feng, whose cultivation was only at the peak of the sixth level of the True Yuan Realm, would be a matter of lifting a hand.
Yet the reality was unexpected: with just one exchange, the Senior Brother he revered was cut down, ending with not even his bones left.
Jiang Fengfeng and Yue Haitang had been suppressing this Black Demon Sect disciple all along, but had never found a chance to finish him. Seeing him dazed at this moment, they naturally wouldn’t miss such a heaven-sent opportunity.
Buzz!
Yue Haitang raised his sword vertically before the tip of his nose, pushing his Sword Intent to the limit. In the eyes lit by the sword edge, endless sharpness burst forth.
“Clouds Piled in a Thousand Layers!”
Swish swish swish swish…
Countless keen sword lights, like flowing clouds, layer after layer, shrouded toward the Black Demon Sect disciple opposite.
“Damn it!”
This Black Demon Sect disciple was, after all, a peak sixth-level True Yuan Realm Martial Artist. Feeling the chill closing in, he snapped back to himself, his True Yuan erupting at once, swinging his sword to hack out a thick Sword Qi like a broad bolt of lightning to block Yue Haitang’s attack.
Just then, Jiang Fengfeng silently appeared at his rear left, her Great Accomplishment Sword Intent condensed onto the sword body. A terrifying aura erupted from her as she unleashed the same sword she had used when dueling Luo Feng before.
“Perish!”
Chi!
With a low shout, an illusory Sword Shadow shot out from the treasured sword in Jiang Fengfeng’s hand.
The Sword Shadow was huge like a mountain; the instant it appeared, even the nearby space trembled slightly, and it slashed down on the Black Demon Sect disciple in a flash.
Enveloped by the Sword Shadow, the Black Demon Sect disciple felt his heart go ice-cold. However, this strike came too suddenly; he was completely unprepared, and the Sword Shadow was too fast to dodge. He could only desperately drive his True Yuan and swing his sword to block, hoping to withstand this blow.
Luo Feng happened to see this scene and couldn’t help but shake his head.
Back then, even he had felt three parts fear toward this sword of Jiang Fengfeng’s; it was not something so easily blocked.
As expected.
With a clang, the Sword Shadow smashed into the treasured sword in the Black Demon Sect disciple’s hands, sending the sword flying from his grip at once. The disciple was shaken so hard he spewed out a large mouthful of blood, still trying to raise his hands to block the Sword Qi.
In the next breath, his body, together with his Protective Gang Energy, was cleaved cleanly into two halves.
Boom!
The Sword Shadow’s might did not diminish, diving down to pierce through three interconnected mountain peaks in succession.
“Finally dead.”
Jiang Fengfeng and Yue Haitang both let out a breath at the same time, smiles appearing on their faces.
“Luo Feng…”
Yue Haitang saw Luo Feng approaching and had just opened his mouth to say something when a sudden change erupted.
Up in the sky on the other side, the wiry Black Demon Sect disciple who was fighting Su Zhuyun saw this from afar, fury blazing in his eyes. Seizing on a gap between Su Zhuyun’s attacks, the black aura on his body surged, and he swung his sword, cutting out a strike through the air.
Rip!
A gigantic black crescent Sword Qi, over a hundred meters long, swept out horizontally. The Sword Qi was like black wildfire spreading in autumn, rapidly closing over Luo Feng and the other two, intending to cut them all down together.
“Fengfeng!”
Su Zhuyun was startled and wanted to rush forward to aid the three.
Swish! A streak of Sword Qi sealed off Su Zhuyun’s path. Another Black Demon Sect disciple, at peak ninth-level of the True Yuan Realm, blocked in front of her, saying coldly:
“Your opponent is us.”
“We’re dead for sure this time.”
Jiang Fengfeng’s face turned a shade pale. The sword of a peak ninth-level True Yuan Realm Martial Artist—its Sword Momentum alone made a horror rise in her heart. If it struck her, her Protective Gang Energy would absolutely not withstand it.
Yue Haitang had the same thought.
At this moment—
“We will not die.”
Luo Feng’s voice rang out. As he spoke, the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber in his hand flew out, turning into a whirlwind of flame that blocked before the Sword Qi. It was precisely the Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills move of the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber.
Bang!
It only delayed the Sword Qi for a single instant before Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber was blasted flying.
Then—
Roar!
A ferocious beast’s roar echoed through the void. Luo Feng seized that instant to activate the Demon Form Technique and Grand Momentum, unleashing all his potential. Demon Qi flooded his whole body, his eyes went blood-red, and he seemed to transform into a god of slaughter. With one incomparably ferocious punch, he blasted out violently.
“Hundred Violent Shock Fists!”
Boom!
Crimson cracks radiated outward from Luo Feng as the center, the nearby space shattering under the. They crashed into the crescent Sword Qi, making creaking sounds.
Then, with a bang, the fist force shattered, and the crescent Sword Qi hacked onto Luo Feng’s Protective Gang Energy.
“Luo Feng!”
Yue Haitang and Jiang Fengfeng were shaken and sent flying by the fist force of the Hundred Violent Shock Fists. Now, seeing the crescent Sword Qi chop down onto Luo Feng, their expressions changed dramatically. Without a second thought, they immediately unleashed full-power strikes, intending to smash the Sword Qi.
Yet the Sword Qi they sent out was utterly unable to contend with the crescent Sword Qi. It held out for less than a single breath before shattering, and Luo Feng’s Protective Gang Energy shattered along with it.
In that instant, Yue Haitang and Jiang Fengfeng held their breath, their faces going ashen.
Buzz!
Just as Luo Feng was about to be cleaved in two by the crescent Sword Qi, a faint cyan light shield suddenly lit up around his body.
The light shield looked extremely fragile, yet was unimaginably tough, holding back the Sword Qi for the span of a single breath. Seizing the moment, Luo Feng threw another punch, shattering the remaining Sword Qi, his whole body also being blasted away by the impact.
Bang!
Yue Haitang caught Luo Feng from behind, anxiously asking, “Luo Feng, you… how are you, where are you hurt?”
As he spoke, Yue Haitang’s voice was already faintly trembling.
Jiang Fengfeng came up as well, her expression very poor. From their vantage point, Luo Feng had been directly hacked away by the Sword Qi.
Luo Feng wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and smiled. “Don’t panic, I’m fine.”
As he spoke, Luo Feng lifted the torn-open section of clothing at his chest.
Beneath the clothes, a layer of cyan treasure armor as thin as a cicada’s wing was revealed, with a clear Slash Mark at the chest.
Seeing the Slash Mark on the armor, Luo Feng thought of that Sword Qi just now, lingering fear in his heart. He let out a long breath and said:
“It’s thanks to this treasure armor.”
This treasure armor was the sixth-grade treasure armor he had obtained from Corpse Ghost Taoist. Without it, even if he could block that sword just now, he would probably have lost half his life.
Jiang Fengfeng exhaled in relief, giving Luo Feng a deep look. “You saved me again.”
“I was protecting myself as well.”
Luo Feng shook his head. “We’d better think of a way to get through the crisis in front of us.”
“This brat… actually didn’t die!”
On the other side, the wiry Black Demon Sect disciple saw that one sword had failed to kill Luo Feng and the others, and his face turned very ugly.
That sword just now was enough to instantly kill a seventh-level True Yuan Realm Martial Artist. He had thought the three would certainly die, yet reality had slapped him in the face.
“Looks like some kind of protective treasure. I don’t believe I can’t kill you! Senior Brother Yuan, hold on for now. I’ll go kill these three first, then come back to deal with this woman!”
Humiliated and furious, the wiry Black Demon Sect disciple couldn’t be bothered with the Su Zhuyun he wanted to possess; his heart was set only on killing Luo Feng. Sending a voice transmission to the other Black Demon Sect disciple, he raised his sword and charged at Luo Feng and the other two.