From This Day Forward, Lord Feng Was a Stranger

Looking at the majestic giant wolf, the male cultivator, who resembled a farmer, showed a disdainful expression.

"You lowly beast, how dare you act so violently?"

The sword technique was activated, and the flying sword pierced the air.

Light as the wind, Sword Qi like a rainbow.

"Awoo!"

The giant wolf suddenly leaped up, its claws as sharp as knives.

"When!"

Claws clashed with the longsword.

It sparked a series of fires.

The longsword went out of control and flew far away.

The giant wolf tumbled through the air and crashed to the ground in a sorry state.

Several deep, bone-revealing cuts were slashed into the giant wolf's paws by the Sword Qi, instantly staining its fur red.

A smile appeared on the farmer's lips.

With a flick of his finger, the tossed flying sword returned to his control.

A flash of silver light, and it slashed at the giant wolf once more.

That previous sword strike was merely a test.

This sword strike was the one delivered with full force.

The Sword Qi surged, its power reaching the heavens.

The masked man's expression was tense.

The power of the flying sword was something the giant wolf could not withstand alone.

He raised his hand and waved, sending a shield flying out to help the giant wolf.

However, the flying sword suddenly accelerated, slashing at the giant wolf before the shield could reach it.

A hint of fear appeared in the giant wolf's eyes, as if it were hesitant to fight.

But the flying sword had already arrived, leaving it no choice but to retreat.

The giant werewolf stood upright, its forepaws lashing out repeatedly.

A series of sharp claw-like energies flew out continuously, like a sudden storm, attacking the flying sword.

"Ta-da..."

The claw strikes were relentless, but they were all shattered by the flying sword.

The flying sword, like a lone general venturing deep into enemy territory, cuts through thorns and brambles amidst a vast army, carving a bloody path through the enemy ranks.

Finally, it struck the giant wolf's sharp claws.

"Waaah..."

A piercing wail.

The giant wolf's left forepaw was cut in half.

The sword light was still on its belly, where a gash more than two feet long had been opened.

He was almost disemboweled.

The giant wolf was sent flying by the immense force of the flying sword.

The masked man looked at his spirit beast with heartache, hurriedly fed the giant wolf a few pills, and put it into his spirit beast pouch.

The giant wolf also retrieved the severed forepaw.

To prevent being ambushed by flying swords, he used a shield to firmly protect himself while doing all this.

However, the flying sword did not land on the shield; instead, it was deflected by a short sword.

It was Leng Tianlu who made the move.

The farmer chuckled softly upon seeing this.

"Your Beast Taming Sect can't win, so you try to outnumber us? But it seems your Beast Taming Sect doesn't have as many people as we do."

As if to confirm his words, before he had even finished speaking, a man and a woman stepped out from among the six Bandit Cultivators.

The man also summoned a flying sword.

A flash of cold light, aimed straight at the masked man.

The woman then took out a Jade Ruyi and slowly traced it through the air.

Vibrant flower petals, accompanied by pink mist, appeared out of thin air and surged toward the masked man.

The two planned to kill the masked man first, and then deal with Leng Tianlu.

The masked man's expression was solemn as he exerted all his strength to activate the shield in front of him.

A series of shield-shaped afterimages emerged from the shield, constantly meeting the flying swords and attempting to weaken its power.

The flying sword pierced through layers of afterimages and struck the shield.

The masked man, shield and all, was sent flying by the blow.

"Puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered across the sky.

The masked man had just landed in a disheveled state.

Just then, the pink mist arrived.

As the petals merged into his body, the masked man suddenly stiffened, his expression becoming somewhat dazed.

Faced with the flying sword coming again, he didn't know how to dodge or defend.

As the sword light drew near, its Sword-Ray about to pierce his brow.

Perhaps it was the instinct for survival that brought him back to his senses.

He suddenly ducked low, and his shield shot upward to block the flying sword.

The flying sword struck the upper edge of the shield.

The Sword Qi energy poured out, sweeping past the masked man's head and tearing away large chunks of flesh and blood.

The masked man's hair and flesh were all scraped away by the Sword Qi, revealing his bare skull.

It resembles a terrifying demon.

However, at least he survived.

At the same time, he and his shield were struck by the immense force of the flying sword and slammed to the ground.

Seeing the opponent's flying sword about to strike again, the masked man's face showed fear. He turned to look at Feng Qi, his eyes full of pleading.

Feng Qi sat upright on the stone Meditation Cushion, raised his hand and unleashed a fire dragon, blocking the flying sword that was aimed at the masked man.

He coughed lightly and said loudly.

"One should show mercy where possible. Fellow Daoists of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect and the Blissful Union Sect, could you do me a favor and spare his life? If you want the stone Meditation Cushion, take it."

"Hehe."

A disdainful laugh echoed through the hall.

"You Feng Qi, have quite the nerve."

"Since he dares to compete for the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid, he should be prepared to die and perish."

A harsh, sarcastic remark rang out.

The speaker was none other than Ji Ruxue, who only possessed the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Feng Qi once led Leng Tianlu to chase and kill Ji Ruxue in East Birch Market.

It seems she holds a grudge against him.

Upon hearing Feng Qi's expression turned cold.

It would be one thing if someone else made sarcastic remarks, but how dare a mere Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator utter such provocations? Where does he get the audacity?

"If I remember correctly, your name should be Ji Ruxue, right? Back in East Birch Market, you were chased by my men and fled in a sorry state. If it weren't for your master's help, you would have been dead long ago. And yet you still dare to bark like this here."

Ji Ruxue replied calmly.

"Feng Qi, your subordinate, hiding his true colors and bullying his own fellow disciples, seizing the stone Meditation Cushion, is now no match for the members of my Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect. His death is his own fault. Consider it my Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect cleaning house for your Beast Taming Sect."

Feng Qi said coldly, "Ji Ruxue, it seems you are determined to be my enemy."

Ji Ruxue raised an eyebrow.

"You think I'm afraid of you!"

"If you want to die, then I'll grant your wish," Feng Qi said.

He raised his hand and summoned two enormous fire dragons.

The temperature inside the entire hall suddenly rose sharply.

A strong aura of killing intent permeated the air.

"Feng Qi, you dare to deceive my Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect! Are you without anyone to rely on?!"

A rough voice rang out.

It was that burly, bearded man from the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect.

He stared intently at Feng Qi, his gaze icy.

It seems that if Feng Qi dares to attack Ji Ruxue, he will surely face a thunderous blow.

Feng Qi turned to look at the burly man with a cold expression.

"I would like to ask you for some pointers on the swordsmanship of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect."

Suddenly, another alluring voice rang out.

"Young Master Feng, it seems you've forgotten my existence. I wonder, can you alone defeat me, Senior Brother Xue Gu, and Junior Sister Ji?"

The speaker was Mu Yunxin.

That burly man with thick beard, Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivator from the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, was the 'Senior Brother Xue Gu' that Mu Yunxin had mentioned.

Feng Qi was once Mu Yunxin's confidant.

The interaction of pestle and mortar.

But last time, when Feng Qi led his men to capture Ji Ruxue, Feng Qi seriously injured Mu Yunxin.

From then on.

The two became enemies and severed all ties.

From then on, Feng Lang was no longer a stranger.

Her jade-like arm was used as a pillow by someone else.

Half a red lip is given to another to taste.

Night after night, they still sing "The Song of the Rear Courtyard".