Slay Wang Teng

Lin Feng felt an immense force bearing down on him. His arm sank slightly, and the saber aura could barely descend.

He abruptly raised his head and looked toward the source of the aura.

On the ruined courtyard wall not far away stood a figure who had appeared at some point.

He wore splendid brocade robes and a jade belt around his waist. His features were handsome, but his eyes held the cold indifference and arrogance of one looking down upon ants. It was none other than Wang Teng!

"Senior Brother Wang Teng!"

"Senior Brother, save me!"

The four howling men on the ground seemed to have seized hold of a lifeline and cried out miserably one after another.

Wang Teng's gaze swept over the four battered men on the ground before settling on Lin Feng. A trace of undisguised mockery curled at the corner of his lips.

"Lin Feng, your abilities haven't improved, but your murderous intent certainly has. Who gave you the nerve to touch people from my Mysterious Cloud Sect?"

His tone was calm, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness and an unquestionable threat.

"Looks like you truly want your precious little sister to be buried in these ruins alongside you."

Seeing Wang Teng appear, the four prodigies instantly regained their courage. Enduring the pain, they shouted one after another:

"Senior Brother Wang, kill him!"

"Rip out his tendons and skin him alive! Avenge our junior brothers!"

"And his sister—don't let her off either!"

Lin Feng dispersed the saber aura at his fingertips and shielded his sister tightly behind him. His eyes were as cold as ice.

"Wang Teng, you indulged your disciples in attacking others and harming innocents, yet you still have the nerve to spout such nonsense here?"

"Sharp tongue." Wang Teng sneered. "A good-for-nothing is still a good-for-nothing, capable only of winning with his mouth.

"Today, I'll clean house on behalf of the Northern Garrison Command and show you, frog at the bottom of a well, what it means that the sky is high and the earth is vast!"

Before his voice faded, Wang Teng's figure shifted slightly. In the next instant, he appeared several feet before Lin Feng like a ghost!

He did not even draw his sword, merely striking out casually with one palm.

The palm wind condensed like something solid, carrying a heavy pressure, as though a mountain were crashing down from above!

The air let out a strained whimper.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted. The perfected Heavenly Gang Blood Burning Saber instinctively circulated, and crimson saber aura surged forth once more, cleaving horizontally toward the palm wind.

"Boom!"

The saber aura collided with the palm wind, producing a muffled boom.

The crimson saber aura trembled violently and was actually dispersed by that seemingly casual palm!

An irresistible force traveled along his arm. Lin Feng grunted and staggered back seven or eight steps, each foot leaving a deep print in the ground.

His throat turned sweet, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother!" Lin Wan cried out in fright.

"Oh? You actually took one of my palms without falling?" Wang Teng exclaimed softly, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes. But it was quickly replaced by even deeper contempt. "Looks like breaking through to the Late Seventh-Rank gave you a little more confidence.

"Unfortunately, before absolute strength, this little bit of progress is nothing more than an ant trying to stop a chariot."

He stood with his hands behind his back, relaxed and at ease, as though he had merely swatted away a fly.

"Do you think you can fathom the might of the Yellow List's number one?

"Lin Feng, kneel and kowtow to confess your crimes. Cripple your own martial arts, and I might consider leaving your sister's corpse intact."

Lin Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His blood and qi churned inside him, and his true essence was in disarray.

Wang Teng's strength far exceeded his estimates. A mere casual palm had already made him feel immense pressure. The Yellow List's number one truly lived up to his reputation!

The gap in cultivation realms and the disparity in martial foundations were starkly exposed at this moment.

He had fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

"Dream on." Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"Stubborn to the end." Wang Teng shook his head, having lost his patience. "Then I'll let you die in despair."

He slowly raised his hand, and an even stronger aura began to gather. The surrounding air seemed to grow viscous.

A sense of crisis poured over him like icy water over the head!

Lin Feng's mind instantly sank into the system interface.

Slaughter Points: 3500

"System, raise Golden Metal Wind Splitting Art to perfection!"

"Raise Soaring Dragon Astonishing Swan Step to perfection!"

Consumed 1500 Slaughter Points. *Golden Metal Wind Splitting Art* raised to perfection!

Consumed 1500 Slaughter Points. *Soaring Dragon Astonishing Swan Step* raised to perfection! Host's cultivation realm raised to Seventh Rank Perfection!

Boom! Boom!

Two successive waves of vast, boundless power exploded within his body!

One was peerlessly sharp, carrying an intent that could tear everything apart. It merged into his true essence, making its nature even more fierce and condensed.

Golden Metal Wind Splitting Art—perfection!

The other was light and nimble, containing the profound mysteries of movement that embodied the principles of Heaven and Earth. It flooded into his mind. It was as though he had practiced this footwork thousands upon thousands of times; his body could move as his heart wished, like a soaring dragon and an astonished swan!

Soaring Dragon Astonishing Swan Step—perfection!

All three Earth-grade martial arts had simultaneously reached perfection!

Not only that, the intents of the three martial arts collided and melded together in his mind.

In the end, the tragic will of Heavenly Gang Blood Burning Saber, which could burn the Eight Wastes to ashes, suddenly combined with the indestructible sharpness of Golden Metal Wind Splitting Art!

The aura around Lin Feng surged once more, breaking through the bottleneck in one stroke and stepping into Seventh Rank Perfection!

More importantly, an incomparably condensed, terrifying saber intent—crimson shot through with gold, seemingly capable of burning blood and qi and tearing the void apart—suddenly took shape in his sea of consciousness!

Blood Burning Saber Intent—formed!

Under the cleansing force of his breakthrough and perfected techniques, the injuries on his body instantly healed. His aura became perfectly rounded and formidable, utterly different from before!

An even more dangerous and profound presence spread outward with him at its center!

Wang Teng, who had been preparing to strike and finish Lin Feng once and for all, suddenly froze!

The composure and contempt on his face instantly solidified, replaced by a trace of incredulous astonishment.

"Seventh Rank Perfection?! Three martial arts... perfected at the same time?! And... saber intent?! That's impossible!"

He cried out in disbelief, and for the first time, his eyes showed something beyond his control.

Breaking through repeatedly in the midst of battle, even comprehending saber intent—such a thing was simply unheard of!

But Wang Teng was the Yellow List's number one after all, and his will was firm. He suppressed his shock in an instant and forced out a cold laugh.

"Putting on an act! Even if you got lucky and made a breakthrough, before absolute strength, you're still nothing but a clay chicken and a pottery dog! Come and die!"

He no longer held back. Joining two fingers like a sword, he shot out an incomparably condensed white Sword Qi that pierced through the air and stabbed straight toward Lin Feng's brow!

This sword was astonishingly fast, and its might far surpassed that casual palm from before!

Yet at the exact moment Wang Teng struck, the cold system notification rang out once more in Lin Feng's mind:

Quest triggered: Suppress and kill Wang Teng. Reward: 5000 Slaughter Points.

Facing the deadly Sword Qi hurtling toward him, a flash of crimson-gold light gleamed in Lin Feng's eyes. The newly comprehended Blood Burning Saber Intent remained sheathed, while the perfected Soaring Dragon Astonishing Swan Step circulated naturally.

His figure became as illusory as a phantom. He slid sideways—

The Sword Qi skimmed past his ear by the narrowest margin, severing several strands of hair and leaving a bottomless hole in the broken wall behind him.

The two figures crossed paths, and the strike missed.

Wang Teng's pupils shrank slightly. Lin Feng's eyes were cold.

Killing intent collided fiercely above the ruins, like a landslide that destroyed everything around it.