Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 519 - 517: Narrow Encounter Between Enemies
"It’s the Bloodthirsty Demon General, Xue Jiuyou!"
"We’re doomed! We’re doomed!"
Seeing Xue Jiuyou approaching, the merchant convoy guards turned ashen, their faces devoid of color; their hands, clutching their weapons, trembled slightly.
Xue Jiuyou was bloodthirsty by nature and never left survivors; his notorious reputation was well known even among the disciples of the Demon Sect.
"Hahahahahaha... Stop struggling! None of you can escape today!"
Seeing Liu Haichuan standing in front of the girl in the green dress, Xue Jiuyou laughed wickedly, his eyes bursting with murderous intent. From thirty to forty meters away, he launched a palm strike through the air toward Liu Haichuan and the girl.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...
His blood-red Palm Gang was so hot it caused the air to boil, enveloping Liu Haichuan and the green-clad girl.
CRACK!
The Palm Gang hadn’t even made contact, yet the intense palm wind had already caused Liu Haichuan’s Protective Gang Energy to begin cracking. His blood and Qi roiled, and he spewed a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Uncle Liu!"
The green-clad girl, terrified into a stupor, gazed at the tottering Liu Haichuan, her face pale and her delicate body quaking slightly.
She was merely at the seventh level of the Essence Storage Realm; if Liu Haichuan couldn’t resist, her fate was easily imaginable.
WHOOSH!
Just as the green-clad girl was certain she was about to die, the air violently shook, and a brilliant saber light shot out from behind.
The saber light was as fast as lightning, wreathed in tiny electric arcs and radiating terrifying power. With a HISS, it shattered the blood-red Palm Gang, creating a strong Yuan Qi impact that traveled over ten meters before gradually dissipating.
In that moment, the surroundings fell into an eerie silence.
Seeing the saber light block Xue Jiuyou’s palm, the merchant convoy guards were all shocked. When they turned to look in the direction the saber light had come from, their shock instantly turned to stupefaction.
"Feng Luo..."
Liu Haichuan, who had just cheated death, was stunned to see that the person who had blocked Xue Jiuyou’s strike was Luo Feng.
I never thought our merchant convoy had such a hidden master. Even I was mistaken...
A moment later, Liu Haichuan snapped out of his shock and couldn’t help but remark in a low voice.
As a peak expert of the Ninth Heavenly Court Realm, his eyesight was naturally sharp. With a single glance, he recognized the extraordinary nature of the saber light. In terms of power, it even surpassed Lu Qing’s Wind Swordsmanship. The other party had clearly been hiding his cultivation.
The green-clad girl, who had collapsed beside Liu Haichuan, heard his words. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. As she looked at the young man walking out from the merchant convoy, her lips, pressed tightly together, turned white.
A single palm strike capable of instantly killing both her and Liu Haichuan had been stopped by him. At this moment, how could she not understand that the young man before her possessed strength far exceeding her own imagination?
Despite how I treated him before, he still stepped forward to save me...
Thinking of her previous attitude towards Luo Feng, a bitter smile touched the green-clad girl’s lips.
No wonder he never paid any attention to me. How could a great Peng soaring in the ninth heaven care about a lark on a branch?
At this moment, the green-clad girl felt utterly ridiculous...
Luo Feng shattered the Palm Gang with his saber and stepped out from the convoy, his icy gaze falling on Xue Jiuyou.
"Xue Jiuyou, we meet again..."
Xue Jiuyou was still in shock, wondering who could have withstood his attack. Seeing Luo Feng, his pupils shrank involuntarily. "Luo Feng, the foremost new talent of the Flowing Cloud Region! I never expected it to be you!"
"What? He’s Luo Feng!"
"Luo Feng... Isn’t he that genius student from Purple Sun School who comprehended the Grand Momentum?"
Hearing Xue Jiuyou’s words, the surrounding guards looked shocked. They hadn’t expected the young man who had been chatting and laughing with them to be the renowned genius student from the Flowing Cloud Region.
I should have guessed... Liu Haichuan looked at Luo Feng and shook his head with a bitter smile.
Not yet sixteen and already possessing Ninth Heavenly Court Realm cultivation. There were only a few such individuals in the Purple Sun School of the Flowing Cloud Region, not to mention he had also been concealing his strength.
So, he *is* Luo Feng.
The green-clad girl gazed at the young man holding the saber. His somewhat slender yet upright figure, standing under the sun, radiated an indescribable sense of power. Suddenly, she felt that Lu Qing, whom she had previously admired, paled in comparison.
"Uncle Liu, you two go to the back," Luo Feng said, turning his head to Liu Haichuan beside him, his gaze never lingering on the green-clad girl.
He had acted for two reasons: first, to seize the opportunity to kill Xue Jiuyou. Second, Liu Haichuan had shown him considerable kindness, so he naturally couldn’t watch him die here.
"You intend to fight Xue Jiuyou alone?" Liu Haichuan, who had been about to offer help, was taken aback by his words.
Luo Feng glanced at Xue Jiuyou and smiled. "He’s not an opponent who can be defeated by sheer numbers. If I can’t win, none of us will leave here alive today."
Liu Haichuan knew Luo Feng was speaking the truth. He turned and helped the green-clad girl up. "Miss, let’s go to the back."
The green-clad girl nodded, her beautiful eyes fixed on Luo Feng, her face devoid of its previous arrogance. After a moment’s hesitation, she bit her lip and said, "You... be careful..."
Luo Feng nodded indifferently, then turned his gaze back to Xue Jiuyou.
Seeing only Luo Feng remaining, Xue Jiuyou was momentarily surprised, then laughed. "Luo Feng, you want to face me alone? I advise all of you to attack together; at least you’ll live a little longer."
Luo Feng remained expressionless. He flicked his saber and said, "To deal with you, I alone am enough."
Luo Feng’s words were not arrogant. Judging from Xue Jiuyou’s fight with Lu Qing, Xue Jiuyou’s cultivation was between the first and second levels of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. He was seventy percent confident he could defeat him.
However, Xue Jiuyou clearly didn’t think so. While it was somewhat surprising that Luo Feng had reached the first level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm in such a short time, he was, after all, too young. His Martial Arts realm and experience were far inferior to his own, making him nothing to fear.
Thinking of this, Xue Jiuyou sneered, "All of you so-called young heroes are the same. Initially, you’re filled with righteous indignation, but when death is imminent, don’t you all end up begging for mercy on your knees? Fine! At the last New Heroes Convention, you ruined my plans and caused me to be hunted for eight thousand miles by that brat Su Xiaokang, the Azure Cloud Flying Dragon! Today, I’ll make you pay it all back, with interest!"
Before he finished speaking, Xue Jiuyou’s gaze turned fierce. He erupted in a blinding blood-red light and thrust out a palm, unleashing a millstone-sized blood-red Palm Gang—it was the Mixed Blood Palm he had used before!
Even before the Palm Gang arrived, Luo Feng felt a gory wind rush toward him, as if he were amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, unsettling his spirit.
This Mixed Blood Palm was a Profound Level mid-grade palm technique of the Blood Demon Sect. The Palm Gang contained intense killing intent that could oppress an enemy’s spirit, making them unable to resist and leading to their unwitting death.
BUZZ!
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. With his Grand Momentum active, Luo Feng directly severed the intangible spiritual oppression.
"Skyfall Thunder!"
His figure soared into the sky. With the Rage Flame Knife in hand, Luo Feng cleaved forward, executing the Shocking Thunder Saber Technique.
Amidst an explosive sound, a brilliant saber light whistled out like a thunderbolt, distorting the air wherever it passed.
BANG!
The saber light fiercely struck the blood-red Palm Gang. The two forces consumed each other, dissipating in moments.
Several hundred meters away, Liu Haichuan and the green-clad girl had returned to the convoy, watching nervously with wide eyes.
"What a powerful Saber Technique! In terms of Yuan Qi density, Xue Jiuyou has a slight advantage. Yet Luo Feng managed to overcome that weakness and fight him to a standstill!"
Seeing Luo Feng once again shatter the Palm Gang with a single slash, Liu Haichuan was greatly surprised.
The green-clad girl clenched her dress tightly, her fingers white, and asked nervously, "Uncle Liu, can... can Luo Feng win?"
Upon hearing this, the guards of the convoy all looked over.
Xue Jiuyou’s strength was plain for all to see. If Luo Feng couldn’t win, even if they fled now, they would have no hope of survival.
This battle concerned the lives of every single one of them; how could they not be tense?
Liu Haichuan pondered, "It’s hard to say. Xue Jiuyou seems to be seriously injured, so their cultivation levels are comparable now. Victory or defeat will depend on whose Martial Arts realm and experience are superior."
Although Liu Haichuan said this, a heavy feeling inexplicably settled in his heart.
Xue Jiuyou had been famous for many years; his experience and Martial Arts cultivation should be superior to Luo Feng’s.
"Astonishing Thunder!"
Having shattered the Palm Gang, Luo Feng locked his gaze on Xue Jiuyou. A sharp aura burst from him as he immediately unleashed another slash.
CRACKLE!
Thunder cracked, and the blade of the Rage Flame Knife vanished instantly. Only a thin, shimmering line could be seen extending toward Xue Jiuyou at an incredible speed.
Wherever the white line passed, the air parted automatically. The sharp sound of displaced air only echoed a moment later, far exceeding the speed of sound.
"What kind of Saber Technique is this?!"
Xue Jiuyou turned pale with fright. He had only just sensed the sharp aura assaulting him when the saber light was already within three meters, leaving him no room to evade.
"Mixed Blood Palm!"
In his haste, Xue Jiuyou roared, blood-red light erupting from his body as he struck out with his palm.
BANG!
The saber light struck the instant the Palm Gang formed.
PUCHI!
The saber light flashed, shattering the Palm Gang, which vanished. Xue Jiuyou, not expecting the saber light to be so formidable, was taken aback. A bloody gash, an inch long, was sliced open on his right cheek.
"You damn brat, I’ll tear you limb from limb!"
Xue Jiuyou wiped his right cheek. Staring at the blood on his hand, the corner of his eye twitched violently. A savage glint, like that of a hungry wolf, flashed in his eyes.
He was one of the 108 Blood Demon Generals of the Blood Demon Sect! To suffer such a heavy loss at the hands of a junior—the intense anger nearly drove him mad.
BOOM!
He stomped in mid-air, and the space within a ten-meter radius trembled violently as blood-red light soared from his body into the sky.
"Blood Illusory Jiao Kill!"
With a roar, the blood-red light around Xue Jiuyou morphed into a Jiao Dragon. The Jiao Dragon was over ten meters long, its scales clearly visible. It had three-clawed feet and a pair of large, bell-like eyes boiling with blood-red light, radiating ferocious killing intent. It charged at Luo Feng with an aura that threatened to shatter everything.
"What is that?!"
Cries of alarm rang out from the distance. The moment the Jiao Dragon appeared, everyone felt their hearts grow heavy; the formidable pressure made them afraid to even move.
It’s this move again...
Luo Feng’s eyes glinted sharply. Seeing the blood-red Jiao Dragon pouncing, he sneered.
"Sever!"
The Wind-Thunder Saber Intent erupted from the Rage Flame Knife, forming a brilliant saber light that streaked through the void, slashing a deep wound into the Jiao Dragon’s head.
"Grand Momentum Blade!"
Having heavily wounded the Yuan Qi Jiao Dragon with one slash, Luo Feng stepped forward, pushing his Grand Momentum to its peak. Targeting the wound, he slashed down again.
PUCHI! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
The massive saber light, like a mountain, accurately struck the blood-red Jiao Dragon’s forehead, cleaving it in two down the middle.
