Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 773 - 771: Disgrace!

BOOM!

In mid-air, a thunderous explosion echoed as a thin, gaunt martial artist shattered the Saber Gang with a single palm, his eyes glinting with a sinister, cold light as he stared at Luo Feng.

"Boy, you dare to kill in front of me! Once I catch you, I will sever your limbs and then use our Blood Demon Sect’s refining method to turn you into a Blood Corpse!"

"Such nonsense."

Worried about Ling Qingwu’s safety, Luo Feng dared not delay. His Yuan Qi boiled throughout his body, and the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber in his hand unleashed flames extending several meters high. From within the flames, a beast’s roar echoed, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber was a fifth-grade Spirit Weapon. Refined within it was the essence blood of the Emperor Yan Mad Lion, which enhanced Saber Techniques.

At this moment, as Luo Feng fully circulated his Yuan Qi, his vital energy was channeled, and the Saber Gang faintly took on the form of the Emperor Yan Mad Lion. It roared towards the sky, as if it wanted to break free from the saber and devour flesh and blood. This ancient, ferocious beast, integrated with Luo Feng’s aura, exuded the air of a peerless Saber man.

"Nine Suns White Flame Saber!"

Reaching his peak momentum, Luo Feng took a step forward and slashed down.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM...

A colossal white flame blade shot out, burning with both white and red flames. As it tore through the air, one could faintly hear beastly roars, shaking people to their core.

Below, in the forest, the faces of the Demon Sect disciples drained of color when they saw this Saber Qi.

This wasn’t mere Saber Qi; it was clearly a living, ancient, ferocious beast! A single glance was enough to instill an irresistible sense of dread.

The gaunt martial artist’s brow furrowed slightly. Even as a late-stage Sixth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist, he felt a tremor of unease when faced with this Saber Qi.

What the hell!

A murderous glint flashed in the gaunt martial artist’s eyes. His blood Qi erupted into blood-red bolts of lightning that tore at the surrounding space as he struck down with his palm from mid-air.

BOOM!

The nearby space shook slightly; the intent realm within the Saber Qi immediately disintegrated. Then, the Saber Qi itself shattered and vanished without a trace.

However, the gaunt martial artist was struck by the Yuan Qi impact. His figure staggered back a couple of steps, the Yuan Qi in his body roiled, and he took a deep breath to suppress it.

Seeing this, the nearby Blood Demon Sect disciples were dumbfounded.

This young man was clearly only at the early stage of the Sixth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, yet facing Elder He, a late-stage Sixth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist, he remained completely unharmed! This utterly shattered their understanding of the world.

"Such strong Saber Intent! This is Grand Momentum... Could it be, you are...?!"

After stabilizing his figure, the gaunt martial artist stared at Luo Feng, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"You should ask my saber."

A cold light flashed in Luo Feng’s eyes as ten golden suns materialized behind him.

SCREECH!

A clear cry echoed throughout the forest; the brilliant flame light illuminated half the sky in red.

The gaunt martial artist looked up, his heart shaking.

In the sky, a nearly hundred-meter-long Three-legged Golden Crow shrieked and swooped down. It pulsed with Grand Momentum, seemingly intent on incinerating and annihilating everything. The scorching air made him feel as if his body would ignite at any moment.

This kid is terrifying!

A grave expression appeared in the gaunt martial artist’s eyes, and the killing intent in his heart intensified. The blood-red light around his entire body surged skyward, transforming into five rivers of blood that coiled around him.

"Blood River Wraps Body!"

As the five blood rivers materialized, the gaunt martial artist exuded a savage aura. He resembled an Asura from the depths of purgatory, each movement causing the surrounding space to tremble faintly.

"BREAK!"

With a low shout, the gaunt martial artist’s figure transformed into a long, blood-red streak, slamming his palm onto the Three-legged Golden Crow.

BOOM!

A colossal wave of fire surged into the sky. The Three-legged Golden Crow held for a moment before its body cracked inch by inch. Then, it abruptly shattered, transforming into an endless rain of celestial fire. This fire rained down, blasting blackened craters into the forest below and incinerating an unknown number of Demon Sect disciples.

Hmm? He’s even using the Blood River Qigong?

The young martial artist fighting Ling Qingwu forced her back with his sword. He happened to witness this scene, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

He had initially thought the gaunt martial artist would kill Luo Feng in an instant, without even needing to use Martial Arts. He hadn’t expected that in such a short time, the gaunt martial artist would be forced to use the Blood River Qigong.

SWISH!

At this moment, the sound of slicing air suddenly echoed; a condensed beam of Sword Qi stabbed towards the young martial artist’s throat.

The young martial artist’s eyes flashed, a cold smirk playing on his lips. His treasured sword vibrated, unleashing streams of blood-red Sword Qi, like silken ribbons, that howled through the air. In an instant, they locked onto the advancing Ling Qingwu.

HISS...

Ling Qingwu desperately defended, but the power of this Sword Qi was too tyrannical. The residual energy left several shallow gashes on her right arm, fresh blood dripping down her sword blade.

"Are you worried I’ll go kill that brat? Do you care so much about whether he lives or dies?"

The young martial artist held his treasured sword, his gaze flippant as he looked at Ling Qingwu.

Ling Qingwu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She looked at her opponent without a word, her guard remaining up. After exchanging a dozen blows, she had already deduced his identity.

If she wasn’t mistaken, this was Baili Xi, son of the Blood Poison Demonic General, also known as Young Master Xi.

This man was notoriously lecherous and had preyed upon countless women. However, his cultivation was exceptionally high; though not yet eighteen, he was already a Seventh Level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist. His Swordsmanship was also superb. His strength was comparable to the top twenty on the Hidden Dragon List.

Noticing Ling Qingwu’s wary gaze, Young Master Xi smiled faintly. He licked the fresh blood from his sword tip and said with a sinister grin, "Relax, I won’t interfere. However, your companion today is likely facing grim prospects. Elder He’s Blood River Qigong is a Profound Level, supreme-grade Cultivation Technique. Its power is tyrannical and absolute. If Elder He attacks with his full strength, a single palm strike can cleave a hundred-meter-high mountain. Even a peak Sixth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist would have to give him a wide berth. A mere early-stage Sixth Level Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist stands no chance of blocking it."

Hearing this, Ling Qingwu’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. She had heard of the Blood River Qigong; it was indeed exceedingly formidable. She couldn’t help but glance towards Luo Feng.

In her line of sight, Luo Feng stood straight and unyielding, like a saber. Facing Elder He, not a hint of fear showed on his face. He was like a steadfast boulder in a raging storm, unyielding to the wind and rain.

A flicker of light in her eyes, Ling Qingwu let out a soft breath and said, "I believe in him."

"Let’s see if you can still say that when he’s a corpse. Enough talk. Let’s continue."

Young Master Xi sneered. His figure flashed as he drew his sword and slashed at Ling Qingwu.

「On the other side.」

Luo Feng launched two more chilling Saber Gangs, which swept towards the gaunt martial artist.

The five blood rivers around the gaunt martial artist churned as he thrust out a palm.

CRACK!

The entire space trembled slightly, and the Saber Gang instantly shattered. The gaunt martial artist stumbled back several steps. He looked at Luo Feng with a savage grin and sneered, "Kid, no matter what kind of genius you are, you’re merely at the early stage of the Sixth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. What can you possibly do to me?"

Luo Feng frowned. This gaunt martial artist’s Cultivation Technique was exceedingly strange, capable of significantly boosting his attack power. Although his Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber Technique could barely suppress the man, preventing defeat, achieving victory would be no easy feat.

And now, he only had ten breaths of time.

It seems impossible to win within ten breaths without resorting to some special means...

A glint in his eyes, Luo Feng looked at the gaunt martial artist and chuckled, "So what? You can’t kill me either. A dignified late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist, unable to handle someone who has just entered the Sixth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. How will you face your subordinates after this? If I were you, I’d kill myself right now to avoid further disgrace."

"You’re courting death!"

The gaunt martial artist was already furious. Hearing Luo Feng’s mockery, he flew into a rage and roared, "Do you really think I can’t kill you?!"

His blood Qi seethed, his aura surged, and the gaunt martial artist suddenly launched himself into the air, lunging at Luo Feng.

"Die, kid!"

In mid-air, he struck down with his palm.

BOOM!

This time, the Palm Gang he unleashed was several times more powerful, causing the air to tremble violently, as if this entire space was about to be annihilated.

A chill ran down Luo Feng’s spine. He didn’t draw his saber to meet the attack; instead, he pushed the Sky Cloud Step to its limit, his figure rapidly retreating.

CRACK!

The Palm Gang thundered down, nearly striking Luo Feng. The aftershock sent cracks through his Protective Gang Qi, and his clothes tore instantly.

Seeing Luo Feng dared not meet the blow head-on, the gaunt martial artist grew visibly excited. His Blood River Qigong excelled in close combat. If he could close the distance, he was certain he could defeat Luo Feng.

"Where do you think you’re going?!"

With a wild roar, the gaunt martial artist pushed his speed to the extreme. His figure flickered and reappeared to Luo Feng’s left.

"DIE!"

Murderous intent seethed in his eyes as the gaunt martial artist thrust his palm towards Luo Feng’s chest.

Luo Feng had already released his Soul Power; his opponent’s every move was under his observation. Without turning his head, he unleashed a punch he had been gathering power for.

BOOM!

Qi Force erupted, and the two figures froze in mid-air.

The next moment, PTHH! PTHH!

The air exploded violently. Both spewed a mouthful of blood and were blasted backward.

The gaunt martial artist was shocked that Luo Feng’s punch could actually injure him. However, when he looked at Luo Feng, a smug grin spread across his face.

"Kid, my Blood River Qigong may not be a Horizontal Practice Martial Art, but it’s ideal for close combat. You, a Saber man, daring to clash head-on with me? You’re truly courting death! How much strength can you even muster now? HAHAHAHA..."

Luo Feng spat out the blood in his mouth and chuckled coldly, "Why don’t you try me and see."

HUMMM!

With a light tap of his foot, Luo Feng shot straight up. A scorching heatwave billowed out in all directions, forming a massive fiery tornado.

BOOM!

The fiery tornado abruptly exploded. Luo Feng glanced at the gaunt martial artist, his domineering gaze like the sharpened edge of a peerless treasured sword, causing the air before him to hiss as he took a step forward.

"Step of Sky-Burning Monarch!"

The gaunt martial artist felt the terrifying momentum rushing towards him. His brow twitched, then smoothed out as he said, "No matter what Martial Art you’ve cultivated, it’s useless against me."

"DARK THUNDER BLOOD PALM!"

Dense blood-light converged in the gaunt martial artist’s palm. With a thunderclap, a blood-red Palm Gang, radiating a blinding light, blasted towards Luo Feng.

BOOM!

An earth-shattering thunderclap! A blinding flare of light erupted in mid-air. Before the horrified eyes of the Demon Sect disciples, the gaunt martial artist’s body plummeted from the sky like a meteorite.

BOOM!

The colossal impact stirred up a fierce gale, uprooting trees and blasting a hundred-meter-wide crater in the forest.

The gaunt martial artist lay at the bottom of the crater. The sleeve on his right arm was completely shredded. He was covered in blood, his face as pale as death...