Do you know who my master is?

The Holy Radiance Cross Slash swept across, and even Sheng Cai'er felt an immense threat at that moment.

She tapped the ground with her toes and retreated several steps. Then the white light erupting from her chest collided with the Holy Radiance Cross Slash.

A deafening boom rang out. Yang Wenzhao, who stood too close, was blasted away and slammed into the wall of the hotel room.

Then Jiang Feng appeared in the room. He stood in front of Yang Wenzhao, looking at Sheng Cai'er with a calm expression.

"Oh, isn't this my martial nephew Yang? How did you end up looking like this after such a short time?" Seeing Yang Wenzhao's bedraggled state, Jiang Feng couldn't hold back a laugh, though he felt indignant on his behalf.

"Brother Jiang, I..." Yang Wenzhao tried to say something with a bitter smile, but Jiang Feng cut him off.

"I already know everything. We of the Knight Temple aren't going to let them bully us like this. Your martial uncle will stand up for you today and get you some payback."

Jiang Feng's commanding words brought tears to Yang Wenzhao's eyes and touched his heart. He had thought he would be crippled today, never expecting this unexpectedly acquired martial uncle to arrive and come to his rescue.

"Martial uncle, be careful. She's very strong," Yang Wenzhao hastily warned.

"Could she possibly be stronger than your martial uncle?" Jiang Feng chuckled, then brought his knight's heavy sword crashing down, instantly unleashing Sunlight Slash.

Sheng Cai'er's eyes were blank and lifeless, without a trace of emotion. Although she couldn't see, it did nothing to diminish her combat strength.

It had to be said that even now, without her sight, Sheng Cai'er remained the strongest in the entire Temple Alliance apart from Jiang Feng.

Neither Yang Wenzhao nor the rapidly improving Long Haochen could possibly match Sheng Cai'er at their current level, or even in the near future.

The dark-gold dagger in her hand erupted with astonishing sharpness, its edge fully revealed. As she swung it, a dark-purple blade of light over a meter long swept out and collided with Jiang Feng's Sunlight Slash.

The room wasn't spacious enough for him to wield two swords freely, so Jiang Feng held only one sword at that moment.

Dense light element gathered around his sword. Just as he was about to attack, he discovered that Sheng Cai'er had vanished from her original position.

Suddenly, Sheng Cai'er appeared behind Jiang Feng. When he noticed and immediately turned around, her figure actually split into two, both attacking him simultaneously.

Unable to distinguish the real from the false, Jiang Feng simply interrupted his Holy Sword skill and unleashed a Rising Dragon Strike instead.

However, Jiang Feng's Rising Dragon Strike was different from Yang Wenzhao's.

Jiang Feng's Rising Dragon Strike took the form of a huge, coiled golden dragon that suddenly surged forward, its ten-meter-long body encircling both Sheng Cai'ers at once.

The golden dragon's body tightened continuously, briefly trapping Sheng Cai'er. Then its enormous head opened its jaws wide and roared at her.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The golden dragon suddenly shattered, and Sheng Cai'er charged out. She looked slightly disheveled now, her small mouth parted as she panted lightly.

An almost tangible killing intent erupted from her body. Even Yang Wenzhao, huddled in the corner, felt a chill.

"The Six Great Temples are one family, and the Knight Temple and Assassin Temple have always been on good terms. I don't want this incident to damage the harmony between our two temples. You struck Yang Wenzhao, and I struck you. Let's leave it at that," Jiang Feng said calmly. "You can go."

But Sheng Cai'er showed no appreciation whatsoever. Bristling with killing intent, she said, "He deserved to be beaten, and you deserve to die."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sheng Cai'er charged forward, every strike aimed at Jiang Feng's vital points.

Jiang Feng blocked her attacks, inwardly frowning. Sheng Cai'er really didn't know what was good for her.

Blade Storm. A sixth-tier knight skill, it was the highest-tier and most powerful knight skill Jiang Feng could currently use.

Countless streaks of light suddenly erupted from Jiang Feng's heavy sword, turning into supremely sharp sword silhouettes that shot outward, as though they would slice apart space itself.

Faced with such an overwhelming attack, Sheng Cai'er could only unleash the power of her spirit furnace. The Thousand Strikes Spirit Furnace displayed its might once again, countless rays of white light colliding with Jiang Feng's Blade Storm amid a succession of violent, piercing explosions.

At that moment, even the hotel room began to shake and tremble.

This also drew the attention of the knights in the other rooms. After all, the commotion was simply too loud.

Jiang Feng showed no mercy. Another Rising Dragon Strike hurtled forward and sent Sheng Cai'er flying, smashing through the hotel's window and knocking her outside.

Jiang Feng reached the window and leaped straight down. Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of danger surged through him, startling him. Sheng Cai'er was going to fight to the death.

Was this really the Reincarnation Saintess?

She was nothing but an idiot.

A streak of black light suddenly emerged above Sheng Cai'er's head. The gray currents around her turned black at that instant, and an incomparably sharp aura erupted as utterly terrifying killing intent swept toward him.

If Jiang Feng still couldn't tell what was happening after seeing this, he might as well die.

The deathlike threat sent a chill down Jiang Feng's back. Sheng Cai'er was about to use the Reincarnation Spiritual Furnace.

Jiang Feng knitted his brows and couldn't help snapping, "How stupid! Long Haochen lost the match. Can't he just train hard and win next time? What are you to him, his enemy? Aren't you dragging his name through the mud? How is what you're doing any different from Long Haochen hiring someone to commit murder?"

At his words, Sheng Cai'er faltered, seemingly realizing something. Before the Reincarnation Spiritual Furnace could fully erupt, she withdrew it.

Although she was a little blinded by love, as the Reincarnation Saintess, she needed only a slight nudge to understand certain things.

Yet at that very moment, a tall, thin figure appeared with overwhelming force, as though he had sliced through space. He shouted, "Cai'er, stop!"

He was a tall, skinny old man who looked like a bamboo pole that a gust of wind could knock over. Yet he radiated an incomparably terrifying aura. Standing before him, Jiang Feng felt as though the sky itself were about to collapse.

The thin old man came to Sheng Cai'er's side and checked her condition. Discovering that the Reincarnation Spiritual Furnace hadn't been activated, he immediately sighed with relief.

But he also realized that Sheng Cai'er was injured.

Then he turned to Jiang Feng. He said nothing, but his expression was exceptionally cold.

"Senior..." Jiang Feng was about to speak when the thin old man struck him with his palm, sending him flying over thirty meters before he slammed hard into the hotel's wall.

Pfft!

Jiang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. He had never expected the man to attack him and hadn't put up any defense.

Of course, even defending himself would have been useless. The thin old man's strength was far too terrifying for Jiang Feng to withstand in his current state.

It had only been a casual palm strike, yet even Jiang Feng, whose external spiritual power was approaching three thousand, had suffered a devastating blow.

Such was the strength of a ninth-tier powerhouse. Jiang Feng's magic-grade armor had been shattered outright, and more than ten bones in his body had broken.

"Motherfucker..." Enraged, Jiang Feng abruptly stood up.

"Brat, you dared hurt my Cai'er?" the thin old man demanded furiously. "Do you know who I am?"

"Fuck you! Do you know who my master is?" Jiang Feng roared.