Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 775 - 773: Who Are They Really?

AHH!

A piercing shriek echoed throughout the entire space. The nearby Martial Artists, who had been fighting, paused and looked up at the sky.

When their gazes fell upon Young Master Xi, everyone’s expression changed drastically.

Young Master Xi’s Protective Gang Energy had been torn apart by the Sword Qi. His entire body was drenched in blood, and his right arm was a gruesome sight; the flesh was gone, leaving only a section of stark white bone, a horrifying spectacle.

"Young Master!"

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Seeing this, the faces of the remaining Demon Sect disciples in the vicinity turned ashen. Heedless of their siege on Lin Yue’er and the others, their figures flashed and reappeared around Young Master Xi.

Seeing Young Master Xi’s tragic state, even these usually ruthless Demon Sect disciples felt a chill creep into their hearts. When their gazes landed on Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu, their hair stood on end.

Young Master Xi, a Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist of the seventh layer, enjoyed a minor reputation among the younger generation within the Blood Demon Sect. On this trip to the Canglang Dynasty, he had slain countless young disciples of the Golden Palace, including several renowned experts from the New Dragon List.

Today, however, he had been severely injured by the two individuals before him.

Young Master Xi, his face covered in blood, had lost all his former composure and grace. Staring at Luo Feng, his eyes burned with venomous hatred.

If not for Luo Feng’s sudden sneak attack, he would never have ended up in such a sorry state.

"Bastard, I, Baili Xi, will not let you off! Die!"

Young Master Xi let out a bloodcurdling roar. His voice shook the surrounding space, causing it to tremble. A dense, sanguine light erupted from his body as he pressed his left hand towards the void.

BOOM...

An enormous, blood-red Palm Gang, dozens of meters in size, enveloped an area hundreds of meters across around Luo Feng. It caused the air to vibrate, and the Demon Sect disciples in the forest below vomited blood one by one, killed by the shockwaves of the Palm Gang.

Luo Feng’s heart sank. Blood began to seep from his mouth and nose; he was astounded by his opponent’s strength. To think that even when severely injured, his palm strike could still possess such power!

WHOOSH!

At the critical moment, just as calamity was about to strike, a figure appeared before Luo Feng.

"Haoran Sword Lotus!"

Ling Qingwu’s eyes were cold as she poured her Yuan Qi into her treasured sword and stabbed into the void.

In the next moment, the sword light bloomed, and a massive lotus formed of Sword Qi materialized out of thin air, shielding them.

BANG!

The Yuan Qi palm slammed into the Sword Qi lotus, which groaned and creaked as if it were about to shatter.

However, the Sword Qi lotus proved more resilient than anticipated, holding firm until the very end.

"Release!"

Having neutralized the Palm Gang, Ling Qingwu’s gaze turned icy. The Sword Qi lotus dissolved into numerous streams of frigid Qi Force that shot outwards.

"Protect the Young Master!"

The expressions of several Spiritual Rotation Realm Demon Sect disciples changed drastically. They immediately executed their ultimate techniques, forming a defensive barrier in front of Young Master Xi.

SQUELCH!

SQUELCH!

SQUELCH!

Their Protective Gang Energy shattered, and fist-sized bloody holes erupted on the bodies of three Demon Sect disciples.

Witnessing their companions’ instant demise, the three remaining Demon Sect disciples were aghast.

Only now, facing it directly, did they comprehend the terrifying nature of this Sword Qi, something they hadn’t grasped while observing from the sidelines.

"Dammit!"

Young Master Xi was enraged, his Yuan Qi churning violently. He was about to unleash his full power to kill Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu when a middle-aged Demon Sect disciple at his side stopped him.

"Young Master, the situation is not in our favor. Let’s withdraw for now and seek revenge later!"

"Indeed, Young Master. The commotion from that battle was immense. If it draws other experts from the Canglang Dynasty, the consequences will be dire," another disciple added.

Hearing this, Young Master Xi paused, his gaze fixed on Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu, his eyes bloodshot.

Calming himself, he realized that his chances of killing the pair today were slim.

Ling Qingwu’s Haoran Golden Lotus Jue had advanced to the Three-Colored Sword Lotus stage; her strength was formidable. He was now grievously injured. Even if he risked his life, he had at most a fifty percent chance of victory.

His eyes flickered. Baili Xi reined in his aura and, glaring coldly at Luo Feng, spat, "Kid, I, Baili Xi, will remember what happened today! Let’s go!"

With a low command, Young Master Xi and the three remaining Demon Sect disciples pushed their speed to the limit, streaking away like lightning. In an instant, they had covered a thousand meters.

Ling Qingwu’s delicate eyebrows knitted slightly. She was about to give chase, but Luo Feng stopped her.

"You’re injured too. Don’t chase them. Even if we caught up to them now, victory wouldn’t be assured."

"But..."

Ling Qingwu had just opened her mouth when Luo Feng interrupted, "Our objective for this trip was to investigate the Demon Sect’s stronghold. Now that we’ve achieved that, there’s no need for further risks."

"Hmm."

Ling Qingwu pondered for a moment and conceded that Luo Feng was right. She nodded slightly, a hint of admiration for his composure in her heart.

Although Baili Xi had lost an arm and was severely injured, he was still a seventh-layer Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist with unfathomable strength. Judging by the power of his earlier palm strike, he still had the capacity to fight. Chasing them now would likely yield no advantage.

They got off easy this time. Next time we meet, I’ll definitely kill him.

Recalling Young Master Xi’s insolent gaze, a cold glint flashed in Ling Qingwu’s eyes.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng!"

"Senior Sister Ling!"

Three figures appeared beside them; it was Lin Yue’er and the others.

"Senior Brother Luo Feng, you two are incredible! You actually defeated Baili Xi. He’s the son of the Blood Poison Demonic General and a seventh-layer Spiritual Rotation Realm expert! Even Spear Cold Space, ranked twenty-sixth on the New Dragon List, was killed by him."

Nanxuan gazed at Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu, her face flushed with excitement, showing no sign that she had just been through a life-or-death ordeal.

Lin Yue’er and Fang Lin also looked at Luo Feng and Ling Qingwu with admiration sparkling in their eyes.

Whether it was Luo Feng’s Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber or Ling Qingwu’s Haoran Golden Lotus Jue, both had deeply impressed them.

Luo Feng, seeing the three were safe and sound, breathed a sigh of relief and glanced down.

Once Young Master Xi departed, the remaining Demon Sect disciples scattered like frightened birds and beasts, vanishing without a trace and leaving behind only a ravaged forest.

Luo Feng let out a breath and said, "There might be other Demon Sect experts nearby. This place isn’t safe to linger. We should leave immediately." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Agreed."

With a series of WHOOSHES, the five figures soared into the air, speeding towards the outskirts of the Red Flame Mountain Range.

On a mountaintop outside the Red Flame Mountain Range, a group of figures stood.

These were the adventurers Luo Feng and the others had encountered when they entered the Red Flame Mountain Range.

At this moment, all of them were craning their necks, gazing with shock towards the depths of the Red Chain Mountain Range, their eyes reflecting a mixture of awe and fear.

"Boss, it looks like things have calmed down over there."

A skinny martial artist retracted his gaze, turned to the burly man beside him, and said, licking his lips, "I wonder what on earth happened in there to cause such a massive disturbance. I once saw an adventure team besiege a Tier Five Advanced Demon Beast, and even that didn’t cause such an uproar. Boss, why don’t we wait a bit and then go take a look...?"

"Curiosity will get you killed," the burly man said gravely.

Among them, only he was a Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist, so his perception was naturally keener.

The shockwaves of that battle could be felt from dozens of miles away. Only a Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist of at least the sixth layer could unleash such power. Their group would be wiped out if they went, no matter how many of them there were.

Hearing the burly man’s words, the skinny martial artist’s expression stiffened. He scratched his head and said with an awkward grin, "I was just talking. That forest is terrifying. I wouldn’t dare go back in there, not even if you beat me to death."

"I wonder how those disciples from Linglong Hall are doing," another person mused.

The skinny martial artist lay on the ground, chewing on a blade of grass he’d plucked, and scoffed, "What else? They’re surely dead. It’s their own fault for being so arrogant and ignoring Boss’s warning."

"Tsk, tsk. Such a pity. They say all Linglong Hall disciples are as beautiful as celestial fairies. Seeing them today, it’s definitely true. Those female disciples from Linglong Hall were the most beautiful women I’ve ever laid eyes on. If I could just get intimate with one of them, I’d die a happy man."

"Get real! You think you’re Luo Feng, the Martial Champion? With your half-baked abilities, you’d better stick to earning silver honestly and find an ordinary woman to marry."

"I was just daydreaming. Still, I really envy Luo Feng. The first male disciple of Linglong Hall! That’s the dream of every student in all the academies of the Six Southern Domains, and he actually made it happen."

"Someone’s coming!" the burly man suddenly exclaimed, his brow furrowing.

Hearing this, everyone instantly fell silent, looking up warily towards the forest.

WHOOSH!

Five figures streaked through the sky above them. The sound of their passage arrived only a moment later—they were faster than sound!

"That..."

After a long pause, a martial artist licked his lips and said, "It looked like those disciples from the Golden Palace."

They actually survived? the skinny martial artist thought, his face a mask of shock.

The burly man frowned, his gaze fixed on the direction Luo Feng and the others had disappeared. Only after a long moment did he look away.

Gazing towards the Red Flame Mountain Range, he suddenly declared, "We’re going to see what happened in there."

A short while later, the group arrived at the site of the battle. They all stood gaping, utterly dumbfounded.

An immense section of the forest, spanning a radius of several miles, had been annihilated. Several mountain peaks were simply gone, leaving only a desolate wasteland of ruins. Flames still blazed across the ground, transforming the area into a veritable hell on earth.

After a long, stunned silence, one of them finally managed to speak, his voice trembling, "Just... who in the world are they...?"