Vol.3-Chapter 27 – Sect Master Leng Feng

Boom!

The mysterious and powerful silver sword energy collided with the faint, golden leaf and cyan light, causing a thunderous rumble.

The three different spirit forces interweaved together and became more and more dazzling. The light shrouded the three figures and took a long time to dim. The people watching all stared carefully to see the result.

When the light finally disappeared, the excited crowd saw Zhao Jiuge with his sword pointed forward and still shining, but he remained still.

Wang Rui’s eyes were filled with shock. There was no great change on his body, but his white hair was a bit messy. Feng Liang had some blood on his face and there were a few cuts on his robe. Other than that, there weren't any serious injuries.

Both looked relaxed, but both were almost seriously injured. It was fortunate that they were able to work together to resist this attack. Wang Rui was shocked because it had taken both of them to barely hold back Zhao Jiuge. In a one-on-one fight, neither of them would be a match for Zhao Jiuge.

Zhao Jiuge pursed his lips. He didn’t expect both of them to not suffer any substantial damage from his sword art. This caused him to sigh, and he finally felt a bit of danger. Years of comfortably cultivating in the sect had caused him to become a bit arrogant and overestimate himself. He thought that with his grade-8 spirit core, he could crush cultivators in the same realm. Now he realized that he was wrong. Although other people's spirit cores might be worse, their cultivation was real.

After exchanging blows, neither side made careless moves. Zhao Jiuge was considering how to deal with the situation. He only had 20% of his spirit force left and had already used to ace—there was nothing left. Wang Rui and Fang Liang were still immersed in that exchange from earlier.

Mo Longjie became a little anxious. He could naturally see Zhao Jiuge fall into a disadvantage and wanted to help. After all, Zhao Jiuge was here to help his Mo family. If anything happened to Zhao Jiuge, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

However, looking at the calm Su Su, he became a bit hesitant. He didn’t dare to carelessly go against Su Su’s words. He really couldn’t figure them out. The two seemed to love each other, but with Zhao Jiuge in a dangerous situation, she was still calm like nothing was wrong.

After a long time, Wang Rui was still thinking about what to do next when the gloomy Fang Liang shouted, “Attack! He doesn’t have much spirit force left!” He saw that Zhao Jiuge was delaying for time and concluded that he must not have much spirit force left.

After he finished speaking, Fang Liang waved his blade. The low-grade spirit treasure blade slashed through the air, creating a harsh sound due to the friction with the air.

Wang Rui looked at Pei Su Su with a thoughtful gaze. He felt a sense of danger from her.

Zhao Jiuge directly confronted the difficult problem. Sword cultivators were fearless!

A layer of golden light surrounded his body. He immediately released the Sanskrit Divine Body.

The Cold Underworld Sword in his hand continued to release rays of sword energy. This made the situation worse—he already didn’t have much spirit force left, and now it was almost completely exhausted.

Fang Liang’s eyes were filled with killing intent, and every strike aimed for Zhao Jiuge’s life. He gave off an aura like he wasn’t going to stop until Zhao Jiuge was dead.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of loud explosions echoed and the surrounding rocks exploded, kicking up a large amount of dust.

Boom!

The cyan blade slashed Zhao Jiuge’s body, causing the bright Sanskrit Divine Body around him to dim.

Zhao Jiuge’s aura stopped for a moment. Fortunately, he didn’t suffer any injuries, but the consumption of his spirit force increased.

Wang Rui, who was watching Pei Su Su, suddenly launched a sneak attack. Zhao Jiuge hastily blocked the attack and was caught off guard by Fang Liang.

Under Fang Liang and Wang Rui’s joint effort, their offensive became faster and faster. Zhao Jiuge gradually fell to a disadvantage. He was like a lone boat struggling in the violent sea.

Su Su had been calm this whole time, but when she saw this, her expression finally changed. It was like a small pebble being thrown into a pool of calm water, creating ripples.

She stopped Mo Longjie before because she knew Zhao Jiuge could handle it and she would be able to deal with any crisis if it came down to it. However, seeing Zhao Jiuge in danger caused her expression to change slightly. She was ready to rescue him.

Eh?

Su Su’s expression changed once more.

When Zhao Jiuge was at his limit, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body.

A golden, smiling buddha surrounded Zhao Jiuge. The moment Fang Liang and Wang Rui’s attacks landed on this light, they dissolved like ice and snow melting under the blazing sun. Golden lotuses appeared and slowly rotated around Zhao Jiuge’s body.

Zhao Jiuge was shocked by this as well. This was the second time this phantom had appeared. The first time was when he went to kill the spirit beast with Bai Qingqing.

Seeing that he had a solid defense around him, Zhao Jiuge’s eyes were filled with joy. He surged the remaining spirit force inside his body and the golden light around him became even brighter. His palm smashed toward the chest of Fang Liang, who hadn’t had time to recover yet.

The Sanskrit Divine Body was a body-tempering method that made Zhao Jiuge’s body extremely tough. If Fang Liang doesn’t die from this, his fate wouldn’t be much better. Not everyone cultivated a body-tempering method.

Fang Liang’s pupils shrank. He could only watch a golden palm smash toward his chest. Wang Rui had just attacked and couldn’t do anything for the moment, so he couldn’t help Fang Liang.

A powerful aura erupted from the air not far away. This spirit force fluctuation was far stronger than Zhao Jiuge, Wang Rui, and Fang Liang’s. This aura contained the power of a mid stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

“Where did this boy come from? So young yet so vicious.”

Only after this voice echoed did everyone see a man standing in the air.

This man looked about 30 years old, but his eyes revealed that his actual age didn’t match his appearance.

This man’s face was very smooth and didn’t match his age. Even though Fang Liang’s life was in danger, his eyes revealed no emotion. He looked at Zhao Jiuge and yelled in a cold voice.

At the same time, he waved his hand and sent a monstrous ball of purple origin fire flying toward Zhao Jiuge. He had called Zhao Jiuge vicious and directly used the purple origin fire that only Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had. Not only was he vicious, he was very cunning.

Without thinking, everyone here knew this man was the Flowing Cloud Sect’s sect master, Leng Feng.

In truth, the moment Xiao Yun used the message jade, he had noticed it, but he had been delayed because he was comprehending a spell. He arrived after Fang Liang and Wang Rui. When he arrived, he saw Xiao Yun die, so he didn’t immediately appear.

His most beloved disciple had died to someone else, and this made Leng Feng furious. However, Xiao Yun was already dead, and he was more concerned about Zhao Jiuge’s identity. He was the master of a sect, so he was naturally a careful person.

Zhao Jiuge was very strong at such a young age, with many treasures and extraordinary spells. This naturally made Leng Feng more wary. If he provoked people he shouldn’t, it could cost him his life.

This was why he continued to watch in secret. If Zhao Jiuge was someone he couldn’t afford to provoke and had a powerful elder backing him, then he wouldn't do anything. Even though Xiao Yun had died, his life was still the most important. If all Zhao Jiuge had was the strength he displayed now, he wouldn’t mind getting revenge for Xiao Yun. At the same time, he could also use it to strike fear into the rogue cultivators around Dong Yang City.

Even when Zhao Jiuge was in danger, he didn’t see anyone hiding to rescue him. This meant that Leng Feng didn’t have anything to worry about. When he saw his other disciples in danger, he couldn’t hide anymore. He planned to directly kill Zhao Jiuge.

Seeing the arrival of the Flowing Cloud Sect’s sect master, they were all shocked. They had never seen Leng Feng before, and they didn’t think the fight today would bring someone like him out. They all thought Zhao Jiuge and the Mo family were done for.

Xiao Yi, who had been lost in despair, felt this powerful aura. He struggled to look up and recognized the man as the sect master of the Flowing Cloud Sect. Tears swelled in his eyes and there was an unspeakable sense of excitement surging inside him.

Xiao Yu’s sorrowful eyes were filled with joy when Leng Feng appeared. The Xiao family’s fate wouldn’t be so miserable with Leng Feng here.

Fang Liang looked at the golden palm coming toward this chest. His panicked expression relaxed because he heard his teacher arrive.

Only Mo Longjie’s expression changed greatly. He began to panic. The thing he was most worried about had happened—the sect master of the Flowing Cloud Sect had appeared. Not only had Zhao Jiuge killed a lot of people from the Xiao family, he had even killed Xiao Yun. Mo Longjie felt despair.

When Zhao Jiuge saw someone else arrive, he couldn’t help but let out a snort. Today was really lively. The higher-ups of the Flowing Cloud Sect had all come out one by one. However, he wasn’t going to hold back just because the sect master of the Flowing Cloud Sect had arrived. After all, earlier, Fang Liang had attempted to kill him at every turn.

Zhao Jiuge didn’t pause at all and his Sanskrit Divine Palm violently smashed into Fang Liang’s chest. There were golden lotuses around the bright, golden light, and one could vaguely hear Sanskrit Chants.

“Courting death!”

Leng Feng let out an angry roar, and his eyes were filled with anger. His hands moved faster and the purple origin fire flew toward Zhao Jiuge.

Leng Feng could have next expected Zhao Jiuge to still continue the attack after he personally appeared and warned him.

Xiao Yun was already dead. If Fang Liang died as well, it would be a great loss for the Flowing Cloud Sect. Leng Feng was anxious and angry; he even wanted to extract and refine Zhao Jiuge’s soul at this moment.

Crack!

His palm landed on Fang Liang’s body, causing a thunderous rumble. Fang Liang’s face became twisted due to the pain. It was fortunate that a defensive treasure on his body was activated. However, the treasure was instantly shattered. Even with it, Fang Liang still suffered heavy damage. historical

Blood sprayed out from his body and his clothes were torn apart. His entire body was a bloody mess, and that palm had damaged the meridians in his body. Although he didn’t die, he only had one breath left and was seriously injured.

Leng Feng’s pupils shrank. He decided that he was going to teach Zhao Jiuge a lesson and make him suffer pain worse than death.

The purple origin fire raged and instantly surrounded Zhao Jiuge. Not even Zhao Jiuge, whose body had been tempered by the Sanskrit Divine Body, could resist the purple origin fire from a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Everyone watching was already dumbfounded and didn’t dare to make a sound. They could only hold their breaths and watch.

However, at this moment, something shocking happened! The situation kept changing!