Fate Decreed
The next moment, a sword light flashed, and the fat man's body was instantly cut in two. The next moment, a large amount of medicinal gas sprayed out, and a naked body emerged from it, with a bloodstain on his body covered in slime and filth.
A sense of lingering fear flashed through the fat man's mind. If he hadn't sensed something was wrong and dodged in time, he probably would have been cut in half along with the Golden Cicada Body. However, the fat man then recalled the sword strike from before.
The opponent's sword was thrown from the same spot as before, but I clearly swept my sword across it earlier, so why didn't I touch anything? Or is the opponent's speed so fast that I can't react in time?
Liu Feng appeared in place, and upon closer inspection, one could see that a large amount of wind swirled around him, making Liu Feng body appear and disappear intermittently. However, Liu Feng did not make any further moves, but simply stood there, occasionally swinging his sword once or twice, as if testing something.
Luo Cisu frowned, kicked the ground, and sent several small pebbles flying towards Liu Feng. After reaching Liu Feng, they were drawn by the strong wind, curving around Liu Feng and appearing behind Liu Feng.
From a distance, the pebbles looked as if they had passed right through Liu Feng. Luo Cisu realized that her own longsword must have done the same. Although it seemed as if the sword had swept past Liu Feng's location, the blade had probably been deformed by the strong wind. And because the wind refracted the light, the sword did not appear to be deformed.
"And my perception was almost useless; this person's control over the wind has become even more terrifying." Luo Cisu was filled with hesitation. The other party seemed to be comprehending something. If she retreated now, although she would be despised, at least her life would be safe. But if she continued to attack, she really couldn't see through Liu Feng now.
"Yu Zhiyu, you still had this trick up your sleeve?" Liu Feng brandished his sword, sensing the air around him as various thoughts flashed through his mind. While Yu Zhiyu was probing him, she had actually planted a sword intent within his body.
When Liu Feng's mental will reached a certain point, the sword intent within his body was Excitation, transmitting a large amount of data from Yu Zhiyu's observation of Qi to Liu Feng. This influx of data allowed Liu Feng to instantly gain a great deal of insight into the flow of air, or the so-called wind.
Seeing Luo Cisu still hesitant, Liu Feng continued to casually swing his longsword. Luo Cisu frowned, a sense of danger rising from the bottom of her heart. She could also faintly hear some buzzing sounds from the sword.
The next moment, seven or eight bloody marks appeared on Luo Cisu's body for no apparent reason. Even when her head flew off, Luo Cisu's face was still full of confusion.
Liu Feng walked towards the location of the mask he sensed. He moved very slowly, stopping to rest for a long time after each step. The sweat on his forehead would be blown away by the wind as soon as it appeared. Occasionally, Liu Feng would even stagger, only managing to avoid falling to the ground thanks to the longsword that was about to break.
Standing atop a distant building, Luo Feng looked at the swaying Liu Feng and asked the people around him, "Who will kill him?"
The fat men glanced at Luo Cisu, who had died under mysterious circumstances, and were all somewhat doubtful. Although that person seemed to have reached the limit, the opponent's strength was too strange.
"Where are the unorthodox sect members?" Luo Feng asked, squinting. Finally, one of the unorthodox sect members gritted his teeth and charged down, but just as he got close to Liu Feng, his body was inexplicably cut into several pieces.
Liu Feng walked towards the mask. There was a huge, invisible wind blade field around him. He was maintaining this wind blade field by relying on his Wind Sense and various skills, which almost exhausted all his energy.
"Since no one's going, let's get the archers ready!" Luo Feng said with a light laugh. Looking at the young man below who was still moving slowly forward, he felt a slight sense of fear. The other party's growth rate was terrifying. Even if he were to enter that Wind Blade Arena now, it would be dangerous, let alone those young people.
However, no matter how terrifying it is, it's useless. A large-scale barrage of arrows will drastically change the balance of the wind blade field, completely exhausting his energy. Since he was killed by archers, Luo Feiyan, who obtained the mask, will have the greatest credit. With his own efforts, he should have no problem becoming the next clan leader.
A large number of archers began to prepare. Luo Feng's expression was unpleasant. Although that young man was incredibly talented, a dead genius is no longer a genius. The biggest problem with this person was that he had no background or identity, and no one was there to protect him, yet he still forced his way into the Luo Family Manor.
Just as Luo Feng was about to order the release, a woman's clear, ethereal voice suddenly rang out. "Stop everything you're doing and just watch him take the mask away!"
Luo Feng's expression shifted slightly as he felt a force sealing his mouth, preventing him from giving the order to fire the arrows. He wasn't alarmed, because whoever could so easily silence him could also kill him with ease.
Luo Feng turned his head slightly and saw a group of women in flowing white robes standing around them. The women's faces seemed flawless, and they looked like celestial maidens descended to earth.
Luo Feng's memory kicked in, and he quickly recognized the woman. He coughed twice, and finding that he wasn't forbidden from speaking further, he tentatively asked, "Grandma?"
"Any questions?" The woman turned to look at Luo Feng. She looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. If Luo Feng's address was correct, then this woman was Luo Feng's grandfather's aunt. Even if we consider twenty years as a generation, she would be over a hundred years old now.
"I need a reason. The family has suffered considerable losses because of the Black Heaven Secret Treasure. Even if you are a True Immortal, you cannot simply dismiss it," Luo Feng said calmly, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the woman before him.
This woman once had a good marriage in the martial arts world, but was eventually abandoned. After returning to the Luo Family, she vowed never to marry and devoted herself to cultivation. Soon, with the help of the Gluttony Mask that was still in use at the time, she became a Xiantian expert.
However, after becoming a Xiantian, her whereabouts became unpredictable. Even when the Gluttony Mask was lost and the Luo Family members begged her to retrieve it, the answer they received was that the mask was destined to be lost, and then they were driven out of the Luo Family who had come to beg her.
"It is fate that the other party cannot die here. If you insist on making a move, then I have no choice but to intervene." The woman's voice was as melodious as a bell, exceptionally pleasant to the ear. If one were to truly listen closely, one would find that this woman was like Puppet on a string, seemingly without a self.
Luo Feng turned his head, feeling the threat of death. He knew that if he insisted on keeping that person, the woman behind him, who had once been a member of his family, would kill him without hesitation, and then kill everyone who tried to do so.
"Is this what Black Heaven is?"