Martial Arts Overlord

"The Han Family Head, Han Tie, has actually been defeated! To think someone at the Sixth Stage God Bravery Realm could jump a level and defeat Han Tie, a Seventh Stage Essence Storage Realm cultivator! Just where does Luo Feng’s true limit lie?"

"At just fifteen, he possesses such strength. Luo Feng’s potential is unimaginable. If he fully develops, he might even rival the Ten Great New Dragons! Are we truly going to make an enemy of him?"

"The Family Head is dead. What do we do now?"

...

Though dozens of Martial Artists stood behind Luo Feng, none dared to take even half a step closer.

Witnessing Han Tie’s death, many Han Family Martial Artists lost their will to fight. The pressure on Luo Xiao and the others abruptly lightened.

After killing Han Tie, Luo Feng turned, his gaze falling upon Li Yantian and Qiu Bichi. He stood with his Tiger Soul Saber held ready, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Li Yantian, did you really think that by colluding with the Han and Qiu Families, you could oppose my Luo Family? What a joke! I’ll give you one chance now: kneel and submit to the Luo Family, and I will spare your lives. Otherwise, today, not even a chicken or dog of the Li, Han, and Qiu Families will be spared!"

Qiu Bichi had a voluptuous figure. Though nearly forty, her skin was as soft and smooth as snow. Coupled with a pair of alluring phoenix eyes, she possessed a certain charm.

When Luo Feng’s gaze fell upon her, she felt her fingers turn icy cold, her pupils trembling slightly.

Her cultivation was comparable to Han Tie’s. Witnessing Luo Feng slay him with a single slash, one could imagine the terror gripping her heart.

"Insolent whelp! Cease your madness! Face my saber!"

Li Yantian’s eyes bulged with a towering rage that felt almost tangible. He slapped the scabbard at his waist. WHOOSH! A three-foot-long Ring-Pommel Gold Saber landed in his hand. Its brilliant golden Saber Gang, dazzling to behold, slashed towards Luo Feng from twenty meters away.

SWOOSH!

A nearly meter-long golden Saber Gang whistled towards Luo Feng!

An Eighth Stage Hell Realm expert is truly extraordinary!

Before the Saber Gang even neared, the bone-chilling sharpness made every hair on Luo Feng’s body stand on end. Daring not to be careless, his Tiger Soul Saber erupted with a foot-long Saber Gang, as the gloomy, netherworldly saber light slashed out.

BANG!

The Saber Gangs collided, fierce winds blasting in all directions.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE! SIZZLE!

The sharp Qi Force tore the ground asunder, riddling it with countless fissures!

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Luo Feng retreated more than ten steps. Each step he took crushed the earth, leaving footprints over half a foot deep in the cracking ground!

BANG! Luo Feng stomped, steadying himself, his right hand gripping the Tiger Soul Saber trembling slightly.

Looking at Li Yantian opposite him, Luo Feng’s expression turned grave for the first time.

The Eighth Stage Hell Realm is indeed formidable. A casual strike possesses such might. I am no match for him!

After reaching the Seventh Stage of the Meridian Wheel, Martial Artists begin cultivating Yuan Qi. The influence of physical strength gradually diminishes as Gang Qi can be released externally, powerful enough to shatter gold and split stone. With each breakthrough, their strength increases by leaps and bounds! They are on a completely different level compared to Martial Artists below the Sixth Stage!

On the other side, Li Yantian looked at Luo Feng. Though his expression betrayed no emotion, his heart was already in turmoil, like raging waves.

He had used sixty percent of his strength in that last attack, fully expecting to kill Luo Feng with one blow. He never imagined Luo Feng would not only withstand it but also emerge unscathed!

This boy must not be allowed to live!

Li Yantian stared fixedly at Luo Feng, a trace of jealousy even flickering within him towards Luotian for having such a son. Killing intent gradually intensified on his face.

"You actually managed to block my slash. Not bad! However, you will undoubtedly die next!"

Li Yantian’s eyes flashed. With an ethereal step, his body abruptly shot up over twenty meters. He gripped the saber’s hilt with both hands. The Ring-Pommel Gold Saber buzzed incessantly, radiating a majestic aura.

"That’s the Family Head’s Mountain Breaking Saber Technique! Luo Feng is dead meat now!"

The Li Family Martial Artists cheered in excitement upon seeing Li Yantian’s move.

"Mountain Breaking Seven Shines!"

Li Yantian, suspended in mid-air, instantly unleashed seven slashes with his Ring-Pommel Gold Saber.

SIZZLE! SIZZLE!

The scorching white Saber Gang was like a blazing sun, so dazzling people couldn’t open their eyes. Wave after wave of imposing Saber Qi shot out, completely sealing off a ten-zhang radius around Luo Feng!

Seeing this, Luo Feng remained unruffled. He hid the Tiger Soul Saber behind his back, his eyes fixed on the whistling, sharp Saber Qi.

SWISH! The first wave of Saber Qi whistled past. Luo Feng shifted his feet lightly. The Saber Gang slashed a meter to his side, carving a gash nearly ten meters long into the ground! It was a shocking sight!

SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

The second wave of Saber Gang followed closely, then the third, the fourth...

Eventually, the Saber Gangs wove into a dense net, layer upon layer, threatening to completely submerge Luo Feng. There was no space left on the ground to dodge.

Luo Feng’s brow tightened slightly, his gaze calm and unwavering. With a sudden movement, he leaped.

ROAR!

A faint dragon’s cry echoed as Qi Dragons churned beneath Luo Feng’s feet. He repeatedly executed the Void Step, flashing in and out of existence within a range of several zhang, his speed so fast it was difficult for the eyes to track.

"What kind of Light Martial Arts is this? So incredibly fast, and he can even perform the Void Step! What realm has Luo Feng’s Qinggong reached?!"

"Too shocking! What other tricks does this guy have up his sleeve? Even the Family Head can’t handle him!"

Seeing Luo Feng effortlessly evade Li Yantian’s Mountain Breaking Saber Technique within that narrow range of several zhang, the surrounding Martial Artists were all dumbfounded.

Li Yantian, too, felt a tremor in his heart.

The strength Luo Feng displayed made even him feel a sense of dread. Clutching the Ring-Pommel Gold Saber tightly, Li Yantian roared, his eyes practically bulging from their sockets, "You little whelp! Let’s see how many of my slashes you can withstand!"

Before his voice faded, Li Yantian’s arm muscles bulged, and a ferocious aura surged from his body, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

The nearby Martial Artists from the three families all gulped nervously.

Amidst the angry roar, golden light pulsed from the Ring-Pommel Gold Saber in Li Yantian’s hand, like a blazing hot blade, as he ruthlessly slashed towards Luo Feng.

SWOOSH!

Luo Feng didn’t meet it head-on. His body felt as light as a feather as he tapped his foot and soared into the air, instantly evading the attack.

The second slash... the third slash... the fourth slash...

The arena was filled with blazing, fiery saber light, making even the scalps of the onlookers tingle. Yet Luo Feng moved like he was taking a leisurely stroll amidst this torrential storm of Saber Qi, easily dodging every time. Li Yantian’s seemingly ferocious attacks hadn’t even grazed a hair on Luo Feng.

"Heavens, is this Luo Feng human or a demon?!"

"He’s already dodged more than twenty slashes from the Family Head! I once saw the Family Head fight Ghost Spirit Sword Lin Chirui. It only took thirteen slashes to kill him, and that Ghost Spirit Sword Lin Chirui was a Martial Artist in the mid-stage of the Seventh Stage Essence Storage Realm! This Luo Feng is even more terrifying than Ghost Spirit Sword!"

Luo Feng’s phantom-like speed sent waves of astonishment through the crowd.

Luo Feng’s Teng Dragon’s Step had officially entered the Fourth Stage. At the Third Stage, its speed was already comparable to a Yellow Rank High Grade Light Martial Arts.

Now that his Teng Dragon’s Step had advanced further, even if it couldn’t quite match a Yellow Rank Peerless Grade Martial Arts, it still far surpassed ordinary Yellow Rank High Grade Martial Arts!

Li Yantian’s Light Martial Arts, however, was merely a Yellow Rank Mid Grade Wave-Treading Art. How could he possibly injure Luo Feng?

The Qiu Family Head, Qiu Bichi, watching from the side, was also inwardly shaken. Seeing Li Yantian unable to dispatch Luo Feng after so long, she grew anxious and declared sternly, "Li Yantian, I’ll help you!"

WHOOSH!

Her Three-Foot Green Edge trembled, emitting a sword hum like a dragon’s cry, as it thrust straight for Luo Feng.

SWISH!

Attacked by two simultaneously, the pressure on Luo Feng instantly magnified. He hastily retreated, but the clothing on his shoulder was still nicked open by Qiu Bichi.

"The distinguished Family Heads of the Li and Qiu Families, ganging up on a junior? You two truly have thick skins!" Luo Feng stood with his saber, a look of disdain on his face, though he remained inwardly vigilant.

As an Eighth Stage Hell Realm expert, Li Yantian was enraged that he hadn’t taken down Luo Feng in over fifty exchanges. Much time had already passed, and he feared further delays might bring unforeseen complications. Casting aside his pride, he said to Qiu Bichi, "Luotian could break through at any moment. We can’t delay any longer! Let’s join forces and kill this young whelp first!"

Being berated by Luo Feng for two seniors ganging up on a junior made Qiu Bichi’s cheeks burn. However, this was no time for such considerations. She nodded slightly, and the two of them attacked Luo Feng simultaneously.

With both of them attacking, the pressure on Luo Feng multiplied. His Teng Dragon’s Step was pushed to its limits, eight Qi Dragons soaring and roaring around him.

Even so, the situation was perilous.

Luo Feng desperately evaded their relentless attacks, inwardly praying for Luotian to break through quickly.

CLATTER! CLATTER! CLATTER!

Just then, from a street bordering the plaza, came the urgent sound of horse hooves. A slender figure in a conical bamboo hat came galloping over on horseback.

"Who are you?"

The Martial Artists from the three families in the vicinity sensed the newcomer’s potent aura and questioned warily.

The galloping horse halted. Beneath the lowered brim of the bamboo hat, a pair of alluring, small lips were revealed. A bright, pleasant voice asked, "Where is the Luo Mansion?"

"They’re an ally of the Luo Family! Kill them!"

The Martial Artists here were all from the Li Family. Hearing the question, they guessed the newcomer was associated with the Luo Family and immediately drew their swords, their eyes filled with killing intent.

Looks like this trip wasn’t in vain.

A light, unconcerned voice spoke as the figure on horseback removed her bamboo hat, revealing the face of a young woman with azure eyes.

A cascade of neat, short blue hair fell, framing the young woman’s exquisite, flawless features. Her light-blue, form-fitting martial attire perfectly delineated her well-endowed chest. Particularly, her long, slender legs, as flawless as jade, were perfect enough to make any woman envious.

No one had expected such a beautiful young woman on horseback. The surrounding Li Family Martial Artists were all momentarily stunned.

Seizing this pause, the blue-haired young woman’s gaze swept across the plaza. When it landed on Luo Feng, who was caught in a perilous battle, her sapphire-like, intelligent eyes lit up for an instant. A captivating smile touched the corners of her lips:

It seems I’ve arrived at just the right moment.

WHOOSH!

With a casual toss, the bamboo hat let out a piercing shriek as it shot towards two Martial Artists blocking her path.

HUMPH!

The two Li Family Martial Artists snorted disdainfully. With a flick of their wrists, they thrust their longswords at the bamboo hat!

"What?!"

When the bamboo hat struck their longswords, the expressions of the two Li Family Martial Artists changed drastically. They cried out in pain as the immense force transmitted from their sword hilts sent them flying.

"She’s an expert! Be careful!"

The surrounding Martial Artists roared in fear and anger.

Bing Ruolan let out a light snort. With a gentle tap of her foot, her figure drifted from horseback into the crowd. Her fingers lightly clasped her sword hilt. Like a butterfly flitting through flowers, she weaved through the gaps in the crowd, her figure drifting forward with an indescribable elegance and agility, resembling a flowing cloud.

Only after she stopped did her light and composed voice—"Cloud Flowing Thousands of Mountains..."—reach the ears of the surrounding Martial Artists.

THUD! THUD!

Behind Bing Ruolan, four or five Li Family Martial Artists successively collapsed, each with an extremely fine line of blood on their neck.

Bing Ruolan’s shapely eyebrows swept lightly as her azure eyes gazed at the surrounding Martial Artists. "I don’t want to hurt anyone. Make way." Her calm and composed tone, however, carried a bone-chilling coldness!