To Heaven?

As the sword and fan clashed, Liu Feng paused, realizing that although the old man was not good-looking, his strength was terrifying. Liu Feng had undergone two soul fusion transformations, making his physical strength inhuman, and the old man's strength was actually about the same as his.

"The Black Heaven Secret Treasure is indeed extraordinary." The old man's expression became even more fervent. Although his strength had decreased by 30% to 40% due to old age and physical decline, it was still far beyond that of ordinary humans. This blond brat could actually fight him head-on.

The old man opened and closed his fan with a crisp sound, deflecting Liu Feng's longsword. Then, the fan slashed towards Liu Feng's throat, only to find that Liu Feng's sword was even faster, almost turning into specks of white light.

"Bang!"

Like the sound of metal clashing, Liu Feng's longsword pierced the old man's neck. The next moment, the blade bent because it could not go any further. The skin and muscles at the old man's throat were all clenched, as if they had turned into a jade-like substance.

In his early years, the old man was known as the Jade Young Master, and that is why he was called that. By mastering the Golden Cicada Body, the old man also mastered the art of external martial arts. When he was young, his entire body could transform into white jade when he channeled his energy, making him virtually indestructible. But now, because his skin is dry and yellow, he can only transform into yellow jade full of impurities.

The old man chuckled, his expression unmistakably lewd. The White Jade Fan in his hand continued its momentum, slashing directly at Liu Feng's neck. "So what if your sword is fast? It can't break through my defense. Once I get close, you'll still only face death."

Liu Feng frowned, withdrew, and his long sword became a phantom, constantly striking the old man. However, all that could be heard were the sounds of metal clashing. The old man ignored most of Liu Feng's attacks, and when Liu Feng retreated, he followed suit, constantly waving his White Jade Fan, forcing Liu Feng into a very dangerous situation.

"Boy, accept your fate. You can't break my body. Just accept it..." Before the old man could finish speaking, the long sword transformed into a streak of light, piercing through his White Jade Fan and striking the old man's mouth.

With a twist of his longsword, several more of the old man's few teeth flew out. Liu Feng frowned, feeling a soft, cushion-like substance inside the mouth that made it difficult to pierce, even when he tried to stab it.

"You lousy fighter! I'm going to teach you a lesson for your arrogant fighting skills!" The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed in a slurred and almost frantic manner. Those were his last few teeth, and he didn't know if they would grow back after breaking through to the Innate Realm.

Liu Feng licked his lips, his sword spinning incessantly. He squinted as if deep in thought. As the sword spun, it slowly disappeared once more, emitting a buzzing sound.

The old man kept his mouth shut, waved his White Jade Fan, and the fan spun and flew out, cutting through the surrounding air. Then, the old man lowered his body and charged towards Liu Feng like a raging bull.

As Liu Feng watched the fan fly towards him, he flicked his invisible longsword, deflecting the fan to the other side. The old man had already rushed in front of him. Liu Feng thrust his sword out with incredible speed, directly hitting the old man's forehead.

The old man's forehead was slashed open, and a trickle of blood splattered, but his body continued to move forward. Liu Feng's body was also pushed backward, crashing directly into the wall of a house. The entire wall collapsed, and bricks and stones flew everywhere, hitting Liu Feng. Liu Feng groaned, and his body continued to move backward.

The next moment, countless gusts of wind howled from Liu Feng's longsword, transforming into countless swords of wind that frantically slashed at the old man's body, while Liu Feng's body was also knocked out from the other side of the house.

"Click!"

The old man's expression froze. Liu Feng, panting heavily, pulled out his longsword, leaving red and white specks. In the end, he was still the one with the better skills. The accumulated power of the wind allowed the longsword to break through the old man's forehead.

Looking at the cracked longsword in his hand, he thought that if the old man were a year or two younger, it would be hard to say who would win or lose. The sword was currently being kept intact entirely by the power of the wind. If Liu Feng stopped moving, the entire longsword would shatter and turn into countless fragments.

Panting heavily, Liu Feng saw a handsome, fat man standing opposite him, holding a sword and smiling at Liu Feng. In Liu Feng's vague senses, the man's strength was not much weaker than that of the old man from before.

"One by one?" Liu Feng said breathlessly, but his hands never stopped moving. A large amount of wind was swept up by the sword in Liu Feng's hand, making the cracked longsword transparent again.

"The Luo Family is a prominent clan, and Luo Family still have some dignity. If we were to launch a pincer attack, it would be too humiliating for them," the handsome, chubby man said. "In fact, a war of attrition is already a shameless act, but the Black Heaven Secret Treasure is of utmost importance, so please forgive us, brother!"

"The Luo Family has five main branches and three side branches. Besides these, there might be some elders from previous generations, but in any case, there are at most nine people. I am the third one." The handsome fat man said with a smile, "Luo Cisu from the second branch, please enlighten me, brother!"

Liu Feng wouldn't believe the enemy's words. He had no intention of leaving alive. Whether there were nine people or ninety-nine, he was going to get the mask. It had nothing to do with the mission or his own interests. Even if he died, he would die on the path that led him to his goal.

Liu Feng gripped the longsword, the Sword Bone within his body rotating and emitting sword cries. As Liu Feng's spiritual will continued to rise, the role of his Sword Bone became more and more significant, and his understanding of swordsmanship and the way of the sword grew stronger and stronger.

The handsome fat man felt the sword in his hand tremble slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. According to the intelligence, this person had only picked up the sword for less than ten days, yet his swordsmanship was already so powerful. The so-called secret of the Black Heaven was too terrifying.

However, the opponent is still human, and humans get tired. Even if the opponent's swordsmanship is strong, the previous two battles have already exhausted a lot of his physical strength and internal energy. Even his longsword is full of cracks. Judging from the previous observations, although the opponent still has some physical strength, he is almost exhausted. At this time, it is not only dignified to take him down, but also not very dangerous. This timing of the attack is the result of several attempts by the second branch of the family to negotiate with him.

After a moment's thought, the fat man no longer hesitated. With a speed completely disproportionate to his size, he rushed towards Liu Feng. He used his inner energy to stop the trembling of his longsword. If he killed him, he would become the next head of the family. Some commoners from the mountains and fields might have been lucky enough to obtain the secrets of the Black Heaven, but at this point, how could they possibly ascend to heaven?

The next moment, the handsome fat man's expression changed. Liu Feng, who had been standing there, vanished in a gust of wind. The long sword swept past the spot where Liu Feng had been standing, but did not touch anything.

Luo Cisu couldn't help but look up at the sky. Had he really taken advantage of that gust of wind to fly up into the sky?