Those Who Cross This Line: Die!

Cheng Jingfeng knew full well that when Su Shi'er heaped such praise on him, he had to be thick-skinned when the time called for it.

Otherwise, he could easily fall into the other party's trap.

His resolve was firm. He knew this was absolutely not the time to stick his neck out. Even if it damaged his usual image, he had to refuse decisively.

But just as the words of refusal reached his lips... he reconsidered. If he made a move, then no matter what the person before him was capable of, he could use the battle to stall for time.

With that thought, Cheng Jingfeng immediately said magnanimously, "Now that everyone's lives and deaths are bound together, since there is a place where you need Cheng, how could Cheng possibly refuse?"

"No matter where you come from, if you leave now, it is not too late. Otherwise... do not blame Cheng's sword for showing no mercy."

His gaze settled on Ning Yuanqi. Cheng Jingfeng took a step forward, and a crimson flying sword shot from his sleeve.

The flying sword hovered in the air and trembled slightly, instantly releasing crimson sword radiance. A hundred streams of crimson sword qi intertwined as they hurtled straight at Ning Yuanqi.

"No mercy beneath the sword? What a fine 'no mercy beneath the sword'!"

"Young man, your strength may not amount to much, but your mouth is certainly arrogant enough!"

"But arrogance in this world requires the capital to back it up!"

Ning Yuanqi's expression did not change. With a cold snort, he swept his sleeve.

A surging tide of Demonic Yuan poured forth, transforming into a Giant Hand that viciously grabbed at Cheng Jingfeng's attack.

Of the several hundred sword qi, nearly half were effortlessly crushed in his grasp.

The instant they