Lang Feng's Blade (Part 2)

In an extremely brief instant, in that instant, Lang Feng unleashed its full potential with a speed that surpassed the limits of human endurance. Following the simplest and shortest trajectory, it slashed out with a single blow, leaving no time for the opponent to react. It aimed to completely draw the opponent's will and spirit into the force of the blade, causing the enemy to die in this Martial Way technique imbued with the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Pfft—" Although the Yuan Mongolia officer had retreated to a hundred meters away, he was still greatly affected by this move. His already severely injured body was further injured, and he could not help but spit out blood.

All the Yuan Mongolia warriors within a hundred-meter radius collapsed, blood instantly flowing from their seven orifices—they were all dead!

Lang Feng's chest was also filled with surging blood, but after circulating his True Primordial Energy for a while, it was instantly calmed down.

"I never expected this! I never expected that the Yuan Mongolia would have such a powerful expert! It's truly astonishing!" Old General Wang shook his head, appearing quite relaxed. How could he not be relaxed? The Ge'er Tribe warriors had been stunned by Lang Feng's blade; their morale had collapsed, and defeat was inevitable, meaning the Ming Dynasty's army had won this battle!

"You're really good!" Lang Feng smiled at the Yuan Mongolia officer who had returned to the city wall of Wind and Rain Pass. The Yuan Mongolia officer could no longer hear Lang Feng's praise, as he was currently healing his wounds.

Lang Feng flashed twice, leaving only afterimages, and arrived beside Leyue.

"Brother Lang Feng, you're amazing!" Leyue looked at Lang Feng with eyes full of admiration. Suddenly, Leyue seemed to remember something, grabbed Lang Feng's hand, and ran towards her tent, saying, "Brother Lang Feng, come with me, I have something to show you!"

Lang Feng blushed and let Leyue hold his hand, following behind Leyue like a wooden doll.

"What... what is she going to do?" Lang Feng's mind was a mess, but Lang Feng still enjoyed the feeling of Leyue's little hand holding his.

"Brother Lang Feng, look!"

Lang Feng instantly regained his senses. It was a knife, a very ornate knife. The colorful tassels woven from various fine cords on the hilt showed that the owner of the knife loved it very much.

"This knife was given to me by my older brother when I was little. It was the first weapon I ever received, and I want to give it to the strongest and bravest person I've ever seen. Now I'm handing it over to you, Brother Lang Feng." Leyue spoke very seriously, and although she had a faint smile on her face, Lang Feng knew that Leyue was serious.

The naive Leyue didn't know what a true master was. She didn't know that Zhang Xingfeng, whom she had always admired, was the most powerful master. In her eyes, someone like Lang Feng, who could defeat ten thousand men, was probably the most powerful master.

"He said I'm the strongest! He said I'm the bravest! Brave? Strong? Brave..." Lang Feng suddenly felt dizzy, perhaps from excitement. A thought suddenly popped into his head, "Could she like me too!"

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Lang Feng could no longer contain himself. "That's right, who said Leyue doesn't like me? She came to the Star Peak Manor because of Zhu Li's arrangement, it doesn't mean she likes Second Brother, then..."

Leyue was still holding her beloved knife, watching Lang Feng grinning foolishly, and complained, "Brother Lang Feng, my hands are getting sore, can you just take it for a bit?"

Lang Feng suddenly snapped to attention. Seeing Leyue pouting and looking a little angry, he immediately smiled and took the knife, saying, "Thank you... thank you!" Lang Feng seemed rather dim-witted, only able to say thank you.

Leyue immediately smiled, her eyes suddenly glazing over as she looked at Lang Feng Leyue said, "Brother Lang Feng, how are you so amazing? I only saw a beam of light, and then everyone fell down. You're incredible! You're much more powerful than those palace experts. Could you...?"

Lang Feng recalled what Zhang Xingfeng had told him, and his own judgment from earlier. Looking at Leyue's gaze, he suddenly felt a surge of courage and blurted out, "Leyue, I like you!"

Leyue was stunned, not yet able to react, Lang Feng spoke too fast, "Brother Lang Feng, what did you say?"

Without thinking, Lang Feng mechanically blurted out, "I said I like you!" Only after the words left his mouth did he realize what he had just said, and his face immediately turned bright red. He felt his ears burning and his face burning hot; he was so ashamed that he wanted to use his inner energy to escape on the spot. But Lang Feng didn't run away; instead, he lingered for a while, perhaps hoping to hear a surprise.

"But I like Zhang Xingfeng, Brother Zhang!" Leyue's bluntness startled Lang Feng, followed by immense shame and distress. His face was pale with disappointment, making him look quite unwell.

"Beep--"

The call to attack sounded again.

Lang Feng's expression instantly returned to its usual coldness. He stared blankly at Leyue and said, "I'm going to attack the enemy!" After saying that, he disappeared from the tent.

At this moment, Leyue seemed to have just come to her senses. Her answer just now was a conditioned reflex. Leyue had always thought that he liked Zhang Xingfeng, so when Lang Feng told her that he liked her, she immediately replied that she liked Zhang Xingfeng.

Only now did she understand what Lang Feng's words meant. Leyue's expression was strange. "Brother Lang Feng, Brother Lang Feng, what did he just say? He said he likes me? He said he likes me? No, I don't like him. I like Zhang Xingfeng, Brother Zhang. But Brother Lang Feng likes me? But..."

Leyue couldn't distinguish between love and admiration. She only admired Leyue Zhang Xingfeng after hearing Zhang Xingfeng his deeds, but she believed she had fallen in love with Zhang Xingfeng.

"Kill!" Lang Feng unleashed a frenzied fury, each strike aimed at killing, each strike meant to draw blood!

Lang Feng slaughtered his way through the Yuan Mongolia warriors, forgetting that these warriors were still human! He only knew that he was in a bad mood, very depressed, so he needed to vent! So he killed these Yuan Mongolia warriors. Yes, simply to vent.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

One by one, the Yuan Mongolia warriors were cut into pieces, their screams before death echoing endlessly. At this moment, a burly man on the city wall was watching this scene. If Zhang Xingfeng were here, he would definitely be astonished.

Why?

Because this big man's physique was similar to that of Xiao Lin's sworn brother, Black Bear Iron Head. Both were a terrifying 2.2 meters tall, and their waists were several times larger than others. Even a bear probably wouldn't be as strong as him.

The terrifying giant watched coldly as Lang Feng slaughtered indiscriminately. Suddenly, he spoke, "Junior brother, this time you finally know what a master is! I always slacked off when I told you to cultivate seriously before."

A Yuan Mongolia warrior was lying on a recliner, humming with his eyes closed, seemingly quite comfortable. This guy was the expert who had just fought against Lang Feng.

"Senior brother, you too, are you just going to watch me like this, and watch the Yu Yang tribe's dead without doing anything!" The Yuan Mongolia officer finally opened his eyes.

The terrifying giant sneered, "No rush. When I, Kasha, strike, I'll hit you with one blow. Don't you know that to catch the thief, you must first catch the king?" The Yuan Mongolia officer frowned upon hearing this and asked, "Senior brother, what do you mean?"

The terrifying giant Kasha sneered, "You should just focus on recovering. I'll take care of things here. I'll make sure the Ming Dynasty's army is routed tomorrow!" A cold glint flashed in Kasha's eyes.

He glanced at Lang Feng, who was frantically reaping the lives of Yuan Mongolia warriors, and smiled contemptuously. He then looked at the Ming Army camp. If an expert were paying attention, they would notice that Kasha's gaze was focused on Leyue's tent.

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