Intercepting the Execution

After Jiang Feng emerged from seclusion at the Nie Mansion, he heard about Xiang Pang and Zhuang Yan.

He had thought Nie Hu would take revenge, but he had never imagined Nie Hu's methods would be so vicious!

Jiang Feng had originally believed Nie Hu would only make a move against him; at most, he would threaten Xiang Pang and Zhuang Yan.

In the end, he had not expected Nie Hu's methods to be so cruel and ruthless!

Filled with guilt and fury, Jiang Feng headed straight for Central Square.

When he saw Xiang Pang hanging high from a wooden stake in iron chains, the anger in his heart erupted!

Under the force of his powerful soul energy, his emotions began to affect the people around him.

"The aura coming off him is terrifying!!"

"Yeah, I... I'm at the third level of the Black Martial Realm, but I don't even dare look him in the eye!"

With both hands clasped behind his back, Jiang Feng had already walked into the crowd of onlookers and arrived beneath the wooden stake.

"Bold bastard, don't come any closer!" The squad soldiers aimed the black spears in their hands at Jiang Feng.

"The serious offender Xiang Pang is being hung here on display. Unrelated persons are not to approach!"

Jiang Feng lifted his head and looked at Xiang Pang atop the wooden stake, paying no attention to the squad soldiers at all.

Seeing this, the squad soldiers grew nervous. More than twenty soldiers closed in at once, surrounding Jiang Feng tightly in the middle, more than twenty black spears aimed at him.

If Jiang Feng dared take even one more step forward, those twenty-plus spears would stab toward him!

At that point, the grave crime of "raiding the execution ground" would naturally fall on Jiang Feng's head!!

On the wooden stake, the unconscious Xiang Pang was awakened by the commotion and slowly opened his eyes.

When Xiang Pang saw the situation below, he immediately shook. "Ah Feng, don't come over!"

Xiang Pang knew very well that all of this was a trap Nie Hu had set for Jiang Feng.

"Ah Feng, don't come over, no matter what." Xiang Pang's voice was somewhat weak, but he still tried his best to raise it. "Don't fall into Nie Hu's trap, or else Zhuang Yan will really have died for nothing!"

"Ah Feng, while the green hills remain, you must make sure the green hills remain!"

"Live on, and find a chance another day to avenge the two of us."

"I believe that with your talent, that day will come very soon."

"Haha... cough, cough, cough... When that time comes... when that time comes, bring Nie Hu's head to the graves of us brothers, and the two of us in heaven will use his head as a drinking snack, hahahaha..."

The squad soldiers were extremely nervous. They also knew this was a trap Nie Hu had set for Jiang Feng, but they very much hoped Jiang Feng would not step into it. Because they were merely cannon fodder. Once Jiang Feng decided to "raid the execution ground," cannon fodder like them would surely die at Jiang Feng's hands. Even Wei Changqing had been unable to withstand Jiang Feng's sharp edge; what virtue or ability did they have?

"Jiang Feng, you'd better think this through." A minor leader swallowed hard. "Once you take this step, you may be able to kill us and charge through, but what awaits you will be certain death. When the time comes, no one will be able to save you."

The crowd of onlookers was also breaking into a cold sweat—Jiang Feng's life or death depended entirely on whether he could endure the rage before his eyes!

If he endured it, Nie Hu's trap would come to nothing, and if Nie Hu wanted to harm him again, he would have to find another way.

If he could not endure it, then today would be the day Jiang Feng died!

"Can he hold himself back?"

"In my opinion... he can't!"

Everyone's gaze fell on Jiang Feng's face. At this moment, Jiang Feng's every move tugged at everyone's mind.

Jiang Feng raised his head, and on his solemn, killing-cold face, a faint smile suddenly squeezed its way out.

"Brother Xiang, it's only taking that dog Nie's dog head. Why wait for another day? Today will do."

His words were light and casual, as if he were laughing and chatting with a friend with no one else around!

And the meaning behind his words could not have been more obvious.

"He's actually going to make a move!"

As everyone cried out in shock, Jiang Feng had already moved, and almost at the same time, more than twenty long spears thrust toward him together.

Before the spears could strike him, several squad soldiers were sent flying backward. In just the blink of an eye, Jiang Feng was already standing beneath the wooden stake.

"What incredible speed!"

"Yeah, with my cultivation at the third level of the Black Martial Realm, I almost couldn't see his attack clearly."

"Could it be that in just fifteen days, his cultivation has improved again?"

Under the eyes of all present, Jiang Feng arrived beneath the wooden stake. He reached out, undid the iron chains, and lowered Xiang Pang down.

Xiang Pang was extremely weak at this moment. Jiang Feng freed his hands and let him sit with his back against the wooden stake.

"Ah Feng, you were too impulsive!" Xiang Pang scolded him in a weak tone. "You really were far too impulsive!"

Jiang Feng smiled faintly and said with solemn confidence, "Brother Xiang, don't worry. Since I dared to do this, I naturally have confidence."

Xiang Pang shook his head and sighed. "Do you know that Nie Hu specially invited two experts from Prefecture City to deal with you?"

Jiang Feng chuckled. "Two experts?"

Xiang Pang nodded. "Yes. One is at the peak of the ninth level of the Black Martial Realm, and the other has reached completion in the Black Martial Realm, only half a step from entering the Earth Martial Realm. Those two are famous in Prefecture City for being vicious and merciless..."

The corner of Jiang Feng's mouth split in a grin. "Looks like Nie Hu really went to some trouble for my life."

"Sigh, that's why I said you were too impulsive. It's too late to back out now. In a while, don't worry about me no matter what. Just focus on escaping by yourself. I believe that with your strength, even if you can't win, getting away definitely won't be a problem," Xiang Pang urged.

Just then, a heaven-shaking rumble came from beyond the crowd. Listening closely, it was an army marching in step.

They turned to look and saw a dense mass of guard soldiers closing in around Central Square.

The soldiers wore armor, their black spears angled forward, their footsteps perfectly uniform.

When the crowd saw this, they immediately opened a path.

With a clattering rush, Jiang Feng was surrounded in the center by several hundred black-armored guard soldiers.

"Brazen Jiang Feng, you actually dare to raid the execution ground!" a voice came from the outer edge. Nie Hu had already climbed onto the nearby pavilion.

The moment Nie Hu appeared, he convicted Jiang Feng outright—raiding the execution ground!

"All soldiers, hear my command! Execute these two on the spot, to uphold the law of the king!" Without the slightest hesitation, Nie Hu issued the order directly.

Ever since Wei Changqing's death, the town guard had been under Nie Hu's full command. Now, in Zhushan Town, his power was like the sun at high noon; truly, when he said one, no one dared say two, and he covered the sky with one hand.

"By your command!"

The guard soldiers roared as one, their long spears pointing straight at Jiang Feng as they formed ranks and pressed toward him.

Looking down from above, three hundred soldiers advanced in a dark mass, while Jiang Feng and Xiang Pang were like a little wooden boat before a black tide, as if they might be destroyed by that black tide at any moment.

The guard soldiers were only ordinary Yellow Martial Realm martial artists, but they had spent years fighting Magic Beasts in formation. When arrayed together, their combat power was truly remarkable.

Jiang Feng slowly rose, his gaze calm as he looked at the black tide steadily advancing toward him, looking utterly unflustered, as light and untroubled as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze. He slowly spoke.

"Today, I, Jiang Feng, only want to take the head of that dog Nie. I do not wish to go on a killing spree. But whoever stands before me, I will kill!"

His voice was flat, but it clearly entered every soldier's ears.

The soldiers stopped in their tracks without realizing it. The scene from half a month ago, when Jiang Feng had slain Wei Changqing, was still vivid before their eyes.

"Who dares defy orders?" Nie Hu roared from the pavilion.

The soldiers looked at one another, then gritted their teeth and continued forward.

Jiang Feng snorted coldly. It seemed blood would inevitably dye this place today!

Without waiting for the soldiers to come forward, Jiang Feng stepped out and charged straight at them.

In a single exchange, more than ten soldiers were sent flying, and their orderly formation was instantly thrown into chaos. Jiang Feng seized a long spear and charged directly into the ranks. Spear shadows whirled, bloodlight shot into the sky, and soldiers fell one after another.

"He's so strong!"

The onlookers were terrified. At this moment, Jiang Feng was like a wolf charging into a flock of sheep, sweeping through everything in his path. Wherever he passed, the soldiers were either dead or crippled; no one could block his sharp edge.

"His spear technique has improved so quickly!"

"That's right. Wei Changqing's Burning Passion Spear Technique never had this kind of power. It looks like during his period of seclusion, he improved this Burning Passion Spear Technique again."

On the pavilion, Nie Hu's expression was livid.

With his strength, even if he faced the siege of a hundred-man soldier formation, he could not handle it with ease. Yet Jiang Feng was able to move lightly among them, with room to spare!

"Damn it!" Nie Hu clenched his fists until they cracked.

On the square, blood had already flowed like a river. Nearly half of the three hundred soldiers had fallen; some were dead, and some were maimed.

The remaining hundred-odd men no longer dared advance.

From afar, they stared at that killing god standing above the river of blood, and boundless terror rose in their hearts.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's heart of slaughter had erupted. Under the support of his soul power, his thick killing intent overflowed like the surging waters of a great river. Anyone who felt this killing intent no longer dared step forward.

Nie Hu's expression was extremely ugly, because Jiang Feng had likewise brought him endless fear.

"This boy truly cannot be allowed to live!"

If Jiang Feng did not die today, he dared guarantee that his own end would be no better than Wei Changqing's!

In his previous life, Jiang Feng had been an assassin, a top assassin. He had killed countless people and seen scenes of extreme bloodshed.

So, facing this river of blood before him, his heart still did not waver in the slightest.

Jiang Feng knew the remaining soldiers had already lost their will to fight. He slowly raised his head and looked toward Nie Hu on the pavilion.

It was also at this moment that an explosive roar rang out.

"Brazen brat, let this commander take your head!"