Chapter 1086: Chapter 1083: Intact Corpse, Testing Moves
The black-faced middle-aged man is none other than Elder Lin, one of the five great Elders under the Crown Prince.
He has a fiery temperament and is extremely concerned about his reputation. In front of others, he boasted that he would kill the masked swordsman and retrieve the Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s Demon Core.
But as fate would have it, when crucially tracking the masked swordsman, he was blocked by the Black Thorn Demon Wolf, allowing the masked swordsman to escape unharmed.
This incident was undoubtedly a tremendous humiliation for him. Naturally, he couldn’t swallow it, nor did he have the face to return to the Crown Prince’s entourage. Thus, he wandered around the area where he could hide, hoping to discover the mysterious swordsman’s whereabouts.
However, three days have passed, and besides discovering a Demon Beast suspected to be killed by the masked swordsman, he has found nothing else.
Although he didn’t want to give up, the black-faced middle-aged man understands that the masked swordsman has most likely already left the Red Dragon Mountain Range with the Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s Demon Core.
Until now, he has only seen the masked swordsman’s Qinggong and one saber technique. He hasn’t even seen his appearance. If the swordsman left the Red Dragon Mountain Range, finding him to avenge the earlier disgrace would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.
"If I find you, brat, I will chop you into a thousand pieces!"
The black-faced middle-aged man shouted in rage, his mighty Yuan Qi vibrating with the shout, forming ripples as tangible as substance.
In his anger, the black-faced middle-aged man wanted to hunt some Demon Beasts to vent his pent-up fury. He looked around, but the surroundings were barren, devoid of Demon Beast traces.
The Red Dragon Mountain Range, which is teeming with Demon Beasts, surprisingly has none here!
Recalling the string of bad luck since entering the Red Dragon Mountain Range, the middle-aged man’s fury suddenly soared.
"Damn it!"
With a roar, the black-faced middle-aged man drew his treasured blade, his Yuan Qi surging, as brilliant azure light swept like tides around him. He slashed towards a nearby mountain peak.
Boom!
The enormous saber light, over a hundred meters long, flashed in the void, deeply cleaving the mountain peak as if splitting it in two.
At this moment.
Suddenly—
The air vibrated, and a whip-like scarlet fist force shot skyward.
Rumble!
As the saber Qi collided with the fist force, the entire mountain range seemed to explode with countless thunders, causing the heavens and the earth to shake. The poisonous miasmas around the peaks were swept clean by the shockwave.
Hmm!
In midair, as the black-faced middle-aged man was about to leave, he suddenly halted and looked below, his brows furrowing intensely.
On the shattered mountain midway, a figure appeared, the very masked swordsman he’s been longing day and night for!
"Hahaha... Searching high and low, only to find it effortlessly. I thought you’d left the Red Dragon Mountain Range, but you were hiding here!"
Seeing Luo Feng, the black-faced middle-aged man laughed heartily, killing intent gleaming in his eyes.
Luo Feng’s face was somewhat cold.
During these three days, his cultivation had soared from the late stage of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm to its peak. He intended to use the Demon Qi of the Single Horned Red Cloud Python to attempt a breakthrough to the True Yuan Realm but was interrupted by this man at a critical moment, losing one-tenth of his Demon Qi.
Though this one-tenth was negligible to him, his mood was quite sour.
"You interrupted my cultivation,"
Looking at the middle-aged man, Luo Feng said coldly.
"Haha, so what."
Finding Luo Feng as he wished, the middle-aged man felt great, patted his treasured blade, and smiled broadly, "Boy, hand over the Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s Demon Core."
Luo Feng said indifferently, "Single Horned Red Cloud Python. I’ve refined it."
The black-faced middle-aged man’s eyes narrowed, his face filled with a sneer, "Boasting shamelessly. The Demon Core’s Demon Qi is thick. Even I would need a month to fully refine it. It’s only been three days, yet you claim to have refined it? Saying such lies, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at? Hand over the Demon Core quickly and I might leave you a whole corpse if I feel generous. Don’t think you can bargain or else I’ll make you wish for life or death!"
"Looks like you think you’ve got me, well, I’m just thinking of trying some moves from my recent cultivation on you,"
Luo Feng, not wanting to waste words, drew Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber.
The middle-aged man’s forehead bulged with veins, snarling, "Facing death, yet daring to talk back! Kneel before me!"
With a shout, the middle-aged man pressed a huge azure Palm Gang through the air towards Luo Feng, blasting out with a heart-pounding roar, suppressing him.
Whiz!
Luo Feng’s eyes flashed, casually slashing out with a saber.
Whiz!
The crystalline and refined saber Qi cut through the void, effortlessly slicing the azure Palm Gang in half, continuing to kill towards the middle-aged man.
"Not good!"
Sensing the terrifying power within the saber Qi, the middle-aged man’s face changed drastically, the azure light on him suddenly expanded, slashing out directly.
Clang!
The two saber Qis collided in midair, both shattering. The broken Qi stormed toward the black-faced man’s face, leaving him with blood marks.
Steadying himself, the middle-aged man wiped the blood from his mouth, his heart shook.
How could an expert at the late stage of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm have such power in a casual slash? Slightly dazed, his gaze focused on Luo Feng, examining him closely, his eyelids jumped wildly.
Judging from the Yuan Qi fluctuations, Luo Feng’s cultivation is clearly at the peak of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, even surpassing his own.
How is this possible...
In shock, the middle-aged man couldn’t help but ask, "Did you really refine the Single Horned Red Cloud Python’s Demon Core?"
In just three days, a Martial Artist at the late stage of the ninth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm had surpassed him. After considering repeatedly, this was the only explanation.
"Whether or not, you will die today."
Luo Feng’s figure flashed, appearing in front of the middle-aged man, his eyes sharp, an oppressive aura emanating, and behind him in the void, a Floating Slaughter Demon Image with sixteen arms condensed.
"Dominating for Thousands of Years!"
This series of actions occurred in a flash of lightning, Luo Feng stepped forward and punched with blinding fiery light.
"This is Linglong Hall’s Sky Fire King Fist, could you be..."
The middle-aged man stared at Luo Feng, eyes wide with astonishment and shock. But the impending death did not allow him time to ponder more. He instantly pushed his Yuan Qi to the limit, transforming into tangible waves around him. Then he grasped his saber with both hands, drawing water flow around to counter the scarlet Palm Gang splitting with a slash.
"Furious Wave Angry Slash!"
Whoosh whoosh...
Water sounds vibrated, azure saber Qi crashed out, slashing at the scarlet Palm Gang, only to be shattered in an instant. Then the scarlet Palm Gang heavily struck the middle-aged man’s Protective Gang Energy.
Bang!
The Protective Gang Energy resisted momentarily before exploding. The middle-aged man flew back, blood gushing from his mouth.
Escape!
Not daring to have any other thoughts, once steadying himself, the middle-aged man immediately pushed his internal Yuan Qi desperately, turned around, and tried to dart away.
But before he could make any move, Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber transformed into a scarlet whirlwind, slicing silently across his waist like the spring breeze.
The next moment.
Puff!
The middle-aged man’s body, driven by inertia, split into two in the air, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Swish!
Luo Feng beckoned his hand, Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber flickered in the void, returning to his hand.
"Three days ago, you were already no match for me, let alone now."
Glancing at the middle-aged man’s corpse, Luo Feng shook his head.
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