Chapter 1279 - 1276: You’re Ruthless! Another Unwelcome Guest!

Luo Feng nodded, "There are two people, including the Thundercloud Hall disciple who bet with you at the Chaoyang Restaurant that day. They’re probably after us."

As soon as they left Azure Sky City, Luo Feng felt someone following them. At first, he thought it was a coincidence, but later realized it wasn’t.

"It seems he really hasn’t learned his lesson."

Jiang Fengfeng sneered, her eyes flashing with a cold gleam, and looked at Luo Feng, "What are you planning to do? Want to kill them?"

Luo Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let’s give them a warning first. If they continue to pester us, we’ll have no choice."

"Alright, the blood of such people is not worthy of staining my Silver Ling Sword," Jiang Fengfeng nodded.

As they spoke, Luo Feng fully activated his True Yuan, pressing his right hand into the air.

Boom!

The gigantic hand formed by True Yuan crushed down from the sky.

Instantly, the ground trembled. Several mountain peaks below, fragile as crystal before the True Yuan hand, shattered and collapsed, leaving a terrifying palm print nearly a thousand meters long between the mountains.

Jiang Fengfeng stood quietly to the side, surprise flashing in her eyes.

The terrifying True Yuan fluctuation of Luo Feng’s recent strike even made her heart flutter. It was nothing like a late-stage True Yuan Realm third level martial artist’s strike, but more like that of a fourth level one.

She felt increasingly unable to see through Luo Feng. Based solely on this exaggerated True Yuan quality, he could overpower many disciples of the same realm in the sacred places; surely his cultivation method is no ordinary earth-grade technique.

In fact, Jiang Fengfeng had underestimated Luo Feng and even more so the Divine Dragon Nine Changes.

"Let’s go."

After collapsing the mountains with a palm strike, Luo Feng performed the Sky Cloud Step and continued on their journey.

Jiang Fengfeng said no more, staying close beside him.

Swish! Swish!

Shortly after they left, two figures shot out from the direction of Azure Sky City at a speed that cut through the clouds in the sky, trailing brilliant airwaves — the ones following them were Jin Buer and the Thundercloud Hall disciple Yuan Mu.

Hiss!

Noticing the huge palm print on the ground, Jin Buer’s figure abruptly stopped. He stared at the palm print and couldn’t help but take a deep breath, his face growing uglier and uglier.

He was in the early True Yuan Realm third level, capable of collapsing mountains with a palm, but leaving a nearly ten-meter-deep palm print? Absolutely impossible!

The person who performed this strike must be at least a True Yuan Realm fourth-level martial artist! Even stronger, far beyond his capability.

"Is this the opponent you claimed was only a little stronger than you?"

Jin Buer withdrew his gaze from the palm print, looking at Yuan Mu beside him with a grim expression.

He never imagined the person Yuan Mu wanted him to kill would be such a master. Had they recklessly pursued, even ten lives wouldn’t be enough.

Yuan Mu was also frightened by the palm print. After recovering his senses, he shook his head, "It’s impossible! They are about the same age as me; they can’t have such strength. This should not be left by them!"

"Impossible?"

Jin Buer sneered, looking at Yuan Mu with a bit of disdain, "You heard the commotion too. In this desolate area within dozens of miles, besides them, who else could it be?"

Yuan Mu’s face stiffened. Recalling how Luo Feng had casually grabbed his Sword Qi yesterday, he almost fully believed it but still found it hard to accept.

How could someone so young have such power? Even their senior brother Cao Li from Thundercloud Hall, the top Golden Palace in the Six Northern Domains, might not be this strong.

"If you want to die, you can chase them yourself. I’m not going with you!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Jin Buer’s face was unsightly. He spread his hand, "Hand it over."

Yuan Mu was confused, "What?"

Jin Buer frowned, "The fifty thousand second-grade Yuan Stones. I’ve only received the twenty thousand deposit. Obviously, the remaining thirty thousand second-grade Yuan Stones."

"The original deal was to kill those two. They’re still alive and well, so the deal is off. I’ll forgo the twenty thousand second-grade Yuan Stones; it’s not like you came for nothing."

Unable to exact his revenge and kill Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng, Yuan Mu was naturally unwilling to hand over his wealth to others and shook his head in refusal.

Jin Buer’s eyes turned cold, "Kid, this wasn’t our agreement. I said whether it succeeds or not, not a single one of the fifty thousand second-grade Yuan Stones is to be spared."

Confronted with Jin Buer’s cold and direct gaze, Yuan Mu was scared back a few steps, yet he was unwilling to give up his hard-earned wealth, summoning the courage to force a smile:

"How about this, let’s each take a step back. I’ll give you another ten thousand second-grade Yuan Stones. You won’t have to lift a finger and you get thirty thousand second-grade Yuan Stones..."

Pfft!

Before Yuan Mu finished speaking, Jin Buer’s figure flashed, instantly crossing more than ten meters, and his fingers, crackling with blue electric arcs, pierced through.

This all happened in the blink of an eye, leaving Yuan Mu no chance to evade at all. His left chest was pierced, and a blood arrow sprayed from his back, shooting out more than ten meters.

"You... you are ruthless..."

Gushing blood from his mouth, Yuan Mu glared at Jin Buer like a fierce ghost, grabbing his sword, trying to draw it.

"Humph!"

Jin Buer snorted coldly, True Yuan surged through him, and his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, with golden light flashing on it.

With a thud, Yuan Mu’s body was shattered into pieces, blood dyeing the air red.

"When you come to me for something, you should know that I, Jin Buer, am one to keep my word. Anyone who dares to bargain with me courts death!"

Swish!

With a wave of his hand, a bloodstained storage ring fell into Jin Buer’s hand.

He glanced toward the direction where Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng had left, then looked at the palm print on the ground, his face twitching, "Today was truly dangerous, almost got myself killed. I’d better stop this human trading, lest I end up in deep trouble."

Muttering to himself, Jin Buer sighed, put away the storage ring, and headed back towards Azure Sky City, not daring to stay any longer.

The endless mountains stretched on as Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng weaved through the drifting clouds.

Luo Feng glanced back, calmly saying, "It seems they have some sense."

Since just before, he could no longer sense any presence behind him.

Jiang Fengfeng pursed her lips and thought: Seeing your palm print, who would dare to follow? Unless they wish to shorten their life.

After some time, the two reached the valley where Qing Ling resides.

"This place is nice, quite suitable as a rendezvous for lovers."

As her feet touched the ground, Jiang Fengfeng, with her hands behind her back, admired the gentle breeze over the lake and the shaded trees around, nodding in approval, then turned to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, where’s your little lover?"

Luo Feng smiled wryly, too lazy to argue with Jiang Fengfeng, and turned towards the wooden cabin.

Hmm?

After taking a few steps, Luo Feng suddenly stopped, feeling intense danger. Without hesitation, he activated the Sky Cloud Step, wrapping his right hand around Jiang Fengfeng’s slender waist, and shot backward.

"You!"

Jiang Fengfeng, both embarrassed and angry, was about to outburst.

Boom!

Suddenly, the door of the wooden cabin disintegrated into powder, and a blood-red beam shot out, flashing right before the two.

Swish!

Jiang Fengfeng’s brows furrowed, her Silver Ling Sword unsheathed in an instant, with sword light flashing in the void, splitting the blood-red beam in two.

Immediately after.

Boom! Boom!

Two earth-shattering explosions followed, two water columns dozens of meters high erupted from the lake surface.

"To think, someone in this place could evade my strike."

Laughter sounded, and amid the dust, a figure emerged.

Seeing the figure, the expressions of Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng both changed.

Emerging from the wooden cabin was a thin young man in a gray robe.

The boy’s face was shrouded in the gray robe, leaving only his eyes exposed. At this moment, his eyes were emitting a faint blood glow, bizarre and demonic, with a blood-red circular pattern clearly visible within the pupils.

"Demon Eye Clan!"

Luo Feng and Jiang Fengfeng cried out involuntarily.