Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 660 - 658: Paltry Trick

Does this man recognize me?

Luo Feng’s gaze flickered, shifting towards the White-faced Saber Guest opposite him.

The White-faced Saber Guest was about thirty years old, a slight smile on his face. His eyes, like two curved knives, shone brightly. His deathly pale face, like that of a corpse, was one Luo Feng had never seen before.

With several Disciples of the Blood Demon Sect dead, Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling both exhaled in relief.

Sheathing her sword, Ye Siyi approached and said, "Thank you for your timely assistance..."

"Wait."

As Ye Siyi attempted to continue speaking, Luo Feng stopped her with an extended hand.

His gaze fell on the White-faced Saber Guest. Luo Feng asked, "Who are you, and how do you recognize me?"

Upon hearing Luo Feng’s words, Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling both paused in surprise.

They had initially assumed Luo Feng and the White-faced Saber Guest were acquainted, but now it seemed that was not the case.

"As expected of the top Martial Champion, intuitive and sharp."

Facing Luo Feng’s gaze, the White-faced Saber Guest raised an eyebrow, chuckling playfully, "My identity is of no concern to you. All you need to know is that I am here to kill you!"

As his words fell, the White-faced Saber Guest brandished his blade.

WHOOSH!

A vast Saber Qi roared out, carrying a bone-chilling aura as it darted straight towards Luo Feng. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked open, its sharpness overwhelming.

"What!"

The sudden change startled Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling, their expressions altering slightly. They launched their attacks simultaneously, sharp Sword Qi merging with purple spear qi, rushing forward to meet the onslaught.

RUMBLE...

As the two forces collided, a deafening explosion reverberated, causing the surrounding Yuan Qi to erupt violently.

Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling were forced back by the impact, their Qi and blood roiling within them, and they narrowly avoided coughing up blood.

Luo Feng held back Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling, his gaze fixed on the White-faced Saber Guest, his expression solemn.

Just now, I detected a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. I guessed this newcomer harbored ill intentions, and now it turns out he’s indeed targeting me. Judging by that earlier attack, this man’s cultivation far surpasses the leader of the Blood-robed Martial Artists. He’s most likely a peak Fourth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist!

Zhu Ling steadied himself. A purple aura flickered in his eyes as he stared at the White-faced Saber Guest, "Who are you, and why are you attacking us?"

The White-faced Saber Guest swept his gaze over Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling, smiling faintly.

"As I’ve said, I’m here for Luo Feng. You two can leave now. As for you..."

His gaze landed on Luo Feng. The White-faced Saber Guest continued, "Sever one of your arms, and I’ll spare your life."

Cut off one of my arms?

Luo Feng’s gaze flashed. He looked at the White-faced Saber Guest and chuckled coldly, "If I’m not mistaken, you’re from the Qingyun Mansion, aren’t you?"

I don’t know this man. A Fourth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist with his cultivation would be somewhat famous in the rtiad; ordinary factions couldn’t afford to hire someone like him. Considering everything, the Qingyun Mansion is the most likely suspect.

"Qingyun Mansion?"

Ye Siyi’s daimei furrowed slightly. After scrutinizing the White-faced Saber Guest, she suddenly exclaimed, "You are Qiu Qianren from the Qingyun Mansion, the one called Cold-Faced and Merciless!"

The White-faced Saber Guest’s gaze turned icy. He said coldly, "I didn’t expect someone from the four great academies to recognize me. However, since that’s the case, none of you three will leave here alive today."

Luo Feng said in a low voice, "I have an agreement with Yi Tian for a life-and-death duel in the Imperial City three months from now. If you attack me now, won’t it damage the Qingyun Mansion’s reputation? Moreover, if the Yue Family learns of this, you’ll have a hard time explaining yourself."

Luo Feng’s expression was grim. The situation is not in our favor. This is a peak Fourth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist. Even if all three of us fight together, we’re probably no match. Our only option now is to stall him and look for an opportunity to escape. Although I’m not sure about Yue Haitang’s true identity, judging from Yi Tian’s tone, her family’s power should be no less than that of the Qingyun Mansion.

The White-faced Saber Guest seemed unfazed and laughed. "Rest assured, I won’t kill you today. I only require one of your arms. As for the Yue Family, I couldn’t care less about them. Once Princely Heir Yi Tian wins the Sword Heart Heaven Jade, the Yue Family will disappear from this world sooner or later!"

HUMPH!

A faint, almost imperceptible cold snort suddenly echoed in the void.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping around. For an instant, he thought he had sensed something.

Was that my imagination?

The surroundings were barren and empty; there was no one else in sight.

Noticing Luo Feng looking around, Qiu Qianren scoffed, "Don’t bother playing such petty tricks in front of me. Did you really think someone would come to save you at a time like this?"

Ye Siyi knew that escaping from a peak Fourth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist was practically impossible. She declared coldly, "Luo Feng, if the three of us work together, we might still stand a chance against him."

"Right!"

A sharp aura emanated from the spear in Zhu Ling’s hand, and his body became enveloped in brilliant purple light.

Qiu Qianren looked as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed heartily, "It seems reaching the Martial Champion rankings has made you all a bit too arrogant! Go on, attack. I’ll show you what true despair feels like!"

WHOOSH!

Just as Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling gathered their Yuan Qi, preparing to attack, a figure appeared before them.

"Ye Siyi, you two step back. I’ll handle him," Luo Feng said, looking at the White-faced Saber Guest.

"You alone?" Ye Siyi’s daimei furrowed.

Zhu Ling was also surprised and quickly said, "But he’s a peak Fourth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist..."

"I know."

Luo Feng nodded slightly, giving them a reassuring look.

Having witnessed the White-faced Saber Guest’s Saber Technique, I know that even if the three of us join forces, we’re definitely no match for him. If we confront him directly, all three of us will likely die here.

"Then, be careful."

Although filled with doubt, Ye Siyi chose to trust Luo Feng and pulled Zhu Ling back to a safe distance.

"Ye Siyi, do you think Luo Feng can defeat Qiu Qianren?" Zhu Ling asked via Sound Road.

Ye Siyi shook her head.

"Then why did you..."

Ye Siyi replied, "Luo Feng isn’t reckless. Since he said so, he must have a plan."

"I hope so. But we still need to prepare for the worst."

Zhu Ling glanced at Luo Feng, secretly gathering his Yuan Qi.

"Boy, do you really intend to fight me alone?"

The White-faced Saber Guest stared at Luo Feng, his brows furrowed. His calm expression is unsettling. A strange chill has crept into my heart, as if something terrifying is about to happen. But no, that’s impossible. A mere Third Level Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist couldn’t possibly be my opponent.

This thought was dismissed as soon as it arose.

Luo Feng said indifferently, "Enough nonsense. Let’s fight!"

"Hmph! It seems you won’t give up until you’re at death’s door! Cold Netherworld Blade Aura!"

The White-faced Saber Guest roared. A chilling aura enveloped his saber. He took a step forward, causing large cracks to appear on the ground, and then slashed his saber towards Luo Feng.

BOOM!

In the next moment, a sound like thunder from the nine heavens echoed. The sharp Saber Qi, mixed with a biting cold power, transformed into a blizzard of Saber Qi, enveloping Luo Feng.

Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling were startled. Even from such a distance, the chilling aura of the Saber Qi sent shivers down their spines.

Luo Feng’s gaze turned serious. Though surprised, he remained composed. He, too, slashed out directly with his saber. The vast saber light became a white line, instantly striking the blizzard of Saber Qi.

RUMBLE!

A formidable shockwave swept outwards, shaking the ground violently. The bright saber light collapsed first, and the diminished blizzard of Saber Qi continued towards Luo Feng.

"Tyrant Flame Return Wind!"

Luo Feng’s eyebrows rose. He clenched his left fist and punched out.

Instantly, a dazzling flame erupted, shattering the remaining Saber Qi.

THUD, THUD, THUD...

Tremendous force slammed into his left hand. Luo Feng was thrown backward rapidly, the impact causing his Qi and blood to churn violently, and he barely managed to suppress a mouthful of blood.

"Luo Feng!"

Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling cried out in alarm. They were about to rush forward when Luo Feng stopped them with a gesture.

"I’m fine."

The White-faced Saber Guest looked at Luo Feng, his confidence restored, and sneered, "Kid, still acting tough when death is at your doorstep!"

As his voice fell, the White-faced Saber Guest launched another strike.

The bone-white Saber Qi unleashed an explosive force. Wherever it passed, the air itself seemed to part, and a wide fissure, several meters across, appeared in the ground.

Luo Feng’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. With a light stomp, the ground beneath him cracked. Two golden sun-like orbs of Yuan Qi appeared behind him, and his entire aura surged to its peak.

"Golden Sun Fiery Blaze Slash!"

Gripping his saber with both hands, he raised it high. After gathering power for a moment, Luo Feng slashed down. The crimson saber light instantly struck the Saber Qi unleashed by the White-faced Saber Guest.

This slash was several times more powerful than his previous one and managed to block the White-faced Saber Guest’s attack. However, the intense shockwave still threw Luo Feng off balance, forcing him to retreat continuously.

While retreating, Luo Feng’s eyes flashed. With a slight movement of his left hand, a glint of cold light shot towards the White-faced Saber Guest.

WHOOSH!

The cold light moved with extreme speed, reaching the White-faced Saber Guest in an instant.

The White-faced Saber Guest’s eyebrows rose. He retreated, his saber slashing out.

CRACK!

With a crisp sound, the cold light was split in two and fell to the ground. It was a half-foot-long dart.

"So, that was your plan, kid? Trying to sneak attack me? Unfortunately, you’re still too inexperienced!"

The White-faced Saber Guest looked at the two pieces of the broken dart on the ground, disdain in his eyes, and said, "It seems even if I hadn’t come, you would have been no match for Princely Heir Yi Tian in two months. However, since I’m here, I can’t leave empty-handed. I’ll take your right arm."

As his words fell, the White-faced Saber Guest’s figure flashed. A cold light extended from his saber, targeting Luo Feng’s right arm as it slashed down.

"Nine Nether Underworld!"

SWOOSH!

The moment the saber light descended, the chilling Saber Qi transformed into white, cold flames, pressing down like a tidal wave, threatening to completely devour Luo Feng.

Luo Feng’s eyes sharpened as he activated his Grand Momentum with all his might.

"Astonishing Thunder!"

CRACKLE!

A clap of thunder exploded. A dazzling saber light, containing boundless sharpness, extended outwards. It was so sharp that the very air in the space seemed to part before it.

BOOM!

The widespread Saber Qi shattered. Luo Feng was thrown back repeatedly. He stomped his foot, forcibly suppressing the surging Qi and blood in his chest, then leaped into the air and slashed.

SCHLICK!

The thick saber light, carrying the Wind and Thunder Momentum, bore down on the White-faced Saber Guest.

Simultaneously, Luo Feng waved his left hand, and a streak of green light shot from it, heading straight for the White-faced Saber Guest’s face. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Still daring to show off such petty tricks!"

The White-faced Saber Guest snorted in disdain. He reached for the green light with his left hand while his right hand shook, his long saber unleashing a massive Saber Qi that slashed towards Luo Feng.

BANG!

The two streams of Saber Qi collided and shattered into countless streams of Qi Force, whistling as they scattered in all directions.

Luo Feng was blasted backward, finally unable to suppress the churning Qi and blood in his chest any longer. A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

"Hmph! No one can stop me, Qiu Qianren, when I decide to kill someone!"

The White-faced Saber Guest looked down imperiously at Luo Feng, laughing coldly.

"Is that so?"

Luo Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the White-faced Saber Guest and flicked his saber’s edge, "Then let me be the one to shatter your so-called invincibility."

"You think you can..."

The White-faced Saber Guest laughed loudly. He had barely spoken half a sentence when his expression suddenly changed drastically. A smear of black Qi appeared on his face.