Heavenly Wolf Slash

At this moment, Ximen Sheng was consumed by rage, his only thought was to defeat Xiao Feng and wash away the humiliation he had suffered!

But as soon as he spoke, he felt several angry gazes directed at him, but what shocked him the most was the icy coldness emanating from Xiao Feng's eyes.

"Ximen Sheng... it seems I've been too merciful!" Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with coldness as he sneered, "I was just going to play with you like a stray dog, but you're so eager to die!"

"Heh..." All of Ximen Sheng's emotions were now devoured by anger. Seeing that Xiao Feng dared to spout nonsense, he sneered in contempt, "If you weren't relying on your mysterious movement technique, you would have been beaten down by me long ago. How would you have the chance to talk big here!"

"I just want to die, so kill me, you good-for-nothing who can't even break through the God Tribulation Realm. Do you really think you're amazing just because you defeated Du Kongpo? Face me head-on, and I can crush anyone in the God Tribulation Realm with ease!"

He wanted to provoke Xiao Feng and make him fight him head-on, otherwise, how could he repay the humiliation that Xiao Feng had inflicted on him!

Hearing his words, Xiao Feng raised his right hand and said in a cold tone, "I will grant your request... and I'm always generous. I'll give you three breaths of time, I hope you can enjoy these three breaths, otherwise, you won't have the chance to be so arrogant like now."

"Give me three breaths? Hahahaha..." Ximen Sheng heard Xiao Feng's words, as if he had heard a great joke, he sarcastically laughed loudly:

"Since you said you'll give me three breaths, then I'll give you a boon as well, I'll stand still and let you hit me, let's see if you can... kill me!"

Ximen Qing's "admonition" and Ximen Xue's miserable state were now forgotten in his rage...

"Hehehe..." Xiao Feng no longer spoke, he let out a cold laugh, his pair of dark and deep eyes turned dark purple, as his Mystic Force surged around him, a huge Heavenly Wolf shadow appeared behind him!

Above his raised right hand, a purple Sword Aura shot straight into the sky...

This was the Heavenly Wolf Hell God Canon from the Heavenly Wolf Star God!

The world's strongest heavy sword - Sword Art!

Three breaths had passed...

The Heavenly Wolf shadow behind Xiao Feng stared straight at Ximen Sheng's heart and soul with its cold and ruthless eyes, as if it had caught a wild rabbit.

"This..." Being stared at by the Heavenly Wolf shadow, his heart and soul felt like they had fallen into an endless hell. This was clearly just a phantom, why... would it make his body tremble!

Step...

Step...

Step—

His feet were actually out of his control, taking steps backward!

He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and muttered to himself, "Illusion, it must be an illusion... how could just a phantom have such a powerful deterrent force."

He kept hypnotizing himself to suppress the fear in his body.

But how could Xiao Feng be polite with him... using his hand as a sword, he smashed down the purple Sword Aura!

Heavenly! Wolf! Slash!

Boom—!

Along with the Sword Aura smashing down, the Heavenly Wolf phantom also followed closely...

"Crack"...

"Pa la"...

Wherever the Heavenly Wolf phantom passed, the ice cones and prisons produced by Ximen Sheng's Frost Explosion began to crack and dissipate in rows...

In an instant, all the ice cones around were crushed into powder under the majestic Sword Might!

And Ximen Sheng was also stunned under the huge Sword Might, at this moment he felt like a wild rabbit surrounded by countless hungry wolves, wanting to escape, but not knowing where to run, as if only staying in place could bring a brief moment of peace...

The Heavenly Wolf shadow directly captured his heart and soul. Looking at the approaching wolf shadow, he even forgot to mobilize his Mystic Force, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to cover his face, silently waiting for the "devouring" of the Heavenly Wolf shadow.

Whoosh—

With a whistling sound, the Heavenly Wolf shadow swept past...

And Ximen Sheng moved his arms away, looking at himself unscathed, only his pants were wet... the blankness on his face instantly turned into joy, and then he quickly sneered at Xiao Feng, hoping to regain his face just now:

"Hahaha... it turned out to be just a bluff, I saw it long ago!"

Bang—!

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a burst of sound, the arena on the right rear exploded directly! A deep gully appeared on his right side, directly dividing the entire martial arts stage into two halves!

He turned his head in astonishment, the gully that separated the arena was smooth and deep as a demonic abyss!

Looking at the scene in front of him, he turned his head to look at Xiao Feng in a daze, just about to move his arm to point at Xiao Feng, but suddenly, he realized that he couldn't feel his arm!

His body moved slightly...

"Thump—"

But who would have thought that his entire arm would directly fall to the ground!

Instantly, fresh blood splashed from his shoulder like a sprinkler!

Xiao Feng looked at Ximen Sheng's stunned face, with a mocking expression, "Heh... keep yelling."

After a brief silence, Ximen Sheng's stunned face instantly became distorted due to the intense pain, and the constantly twitching corners of his mouth finally couldn't suppress the screams in his throat: "Ahhhhh—!"

The belated screams came shrilly from Ximen Sheng's throat, he directly sat down on the ground, covering his constantly spurting blood right arm with his left hand...

Xiao Feng slowly approached, looking down at Ximen Sheng, with a mocking expression, "You're yelling so loudly, I also want to thank you for the... boon you gave me!"

At this moment, there was no trace of arrogance and contempt on Ximen Sheng's face. With one sword cutting off his arm, even if he was stupid, he knew that he could never be Xiao Feng's opponent. The humiliation he suffered was now forgotten. He quickly shouted:

"I admit defeat..."

"Bang—!"

But before he could say the word 'defeat', Ximen Sheng's words were kicked back into his stomach by Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng stepped hard on Ximen Sheng's face, and in a voice that sounded like a devil's whisper to him at this moment, said, "Didn't you want to compete with me?"

"Didn't you want to crush me to death? I'm not even anxious yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Mystic Force condensed on his right hand, and he whispered, "Don't you like to talk? I'll give you a big gift!"

His right hand stabbed fiercely towards his mouth: "This sword... I'll make it so you can't speak!"

Swish—!

The Mystic Force sword qi pierced into Ximen Sheng's mouth, instantly spraying blood everywhere, and a piece of red flesh quietly left its owner...

"Bang—!"

With a loud crash, Ximen Ding slammed the table in front of him and stood up: "Enough!"

"Xiao Feng, for my sake, he has already received the punishment he deserves. Let's just let this matter drop here. Our Ximen Family will also punish him, what do you say?"

No matter what, Ximen Sheng's surname is still Ximen. Humiliating him is also slapping the Ximen Family in the face.

"Are we close?" Xiao Feng raised his head and asked doubtfully.

"You..." Ximen Ding obviously didn't expect Xiao Feng to answer like this, and swallowed the rest of his words.

He looked in Qi Yunlong's direction, obviously wanting Qi Yunlong to directly step in and stop the match, but Qi Yunlong pretended not to see it and simply ignored him.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, he snorted coldly and sat back in his seat with a gloomy face.

Seeing this, Qi Yunlong also looked embarrassed. The reason why he hadn't stopped it all along was because Qi Qingyun had sent him a voice transmission saying, "Don't stop it..."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so unreasonable. After all, it was clear to him that Qi Qingyun's weight in his heart was obviously greater than Ximen Ding's.

Looking at Xiao Feng, who was looking at him again, Ximen Sheng struggled desperately, his body writhing like a maggot.

"Wuwuwu..." He could no longer speak, and could only make a mournful whimper.

"Do you know you were wrong?" Xiao Feng asked slowly.

"Wuwuwu!!" Ximen Sheng quickly made a sound, nodding his head like he was mashing garlic.

"From now on, keep your head down and behave yourself in front of me, do you hear?"

"Wuwuwu!!" Ximen Sheng responded frantically.

"Hehehe..." Xiao Feng let out a cold laugh, and his palm stroked down gently. Three silver needles pierced into his Mystic Veins without anyone noticing.

"Then get out of here now..."

Ximen Sheng was as if he had been granted amnesty, and his body quickly got up and wanted to leave, but just as he took two steps, Xiao Feng's devilish voice came leisurely: "I told you to roll, can't you understand human language?"

After a few moments of hesitation, he fell to the ground with a 'plop', and then his body quickly rolled up, leaving a long trail of blood...

Looking at Ximen Sheng rolling off the stage, the corner of Ximen Ding's mouth twitched, but at least his face wasn't so gloomy anymore. Xiao Feng still gave him some face.

Xiao Feng looked at Ximen Sheng rolling off the stage, his expression without the joy of victory... Just as Ximen Ding had guessed, Xiao Feng did give him some face.

After all, he was still a member of the Ximen Family, one of the four major families in Flowing Wind City. He could not consider his own situation, but he also had to consider Xiao Ling'er. How could he cause her trouble? Since they were rooted in Flowing Wind City, it was impossible for them to turn a blind eye to the four major families...

"Everything is about strength... If only I could break through..." he murmured in his heart.