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"Kid, hand over the treasures on you."

One of the youths standing next to Gu Feng coldly snorted, his eyes filled with greed. The young man before him definitely had a treasure on him. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to cause such a ruckus.

He wasn't the only one who felt this way. The others around him felt the same way. All of the Profound Qi within a radius of several hundred meters had been drawn out. If they had retreated a bit later, they would most likely have turned into dried up bones by now. Such a terrifying technique was definitely not something that a pure-state kid could create. He must have borrowed some sort of treasure.

If they obtained it, why would they risk it by going into the ruins of a Soul Condensation expert, in order to become a peerless expert within minutes?

"Treasures?"

Gu Feng's brows twitched. He looked at the surrounding scene and instantly understood. The commotion from when he broke through was too great, he must have attracted the attention of these people.

He did indeed have a treasure, but now that it had fused with his sixth Stellar Spell, it was impossible for him to take it out.

"I do have a treasure, but I just don't know if you guys are alive to take it."

Gu Feng glanced at Dongfang Shang and the ten or so armored guards. Apart from Dongfang Shang, the rest of them were more or less injured. And all of this was caused by these guys in front of them. And these armored guards were injured in order to protect him, causing his heart to be filled with rage.

"Brat, you are courting death. "Don't think that you're qualified to challenge us just because you've broken through to the second level of the Body Refinement Realm." The young man who spoke earlier coldly snorted as a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He was also one of the clan's geniuses and had always had the right to be arrogant, so how could he tolerate others being arrogant?

"Swish."

A sharp sound of breaking air resounded in the space. Following which, Gu Feng's figure slightly trembled and slowly became blurry.

At the same time, a scream was heard. As the youth that had just spoken, a long sword pierced out from his chest. That captivating red color was extremely dazzling.

Everyone followed the scream and looked over. However, their hearts couldn't help but tremble. The one holding the long sword was Gu Feng.

"Hiss."

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Such fast speed, not even they had noticed. Gu Feng crossed the distance of dozens of meters in an instant.

"How... How is that possible? "

The youth's face was filled with incredulity. He was a Pure Body Realm cultivator at the very least, but he couldn't even see his opponent's movements clearly. But even if he wasn't willing, it was useless. Gu Feng's sword had pierced through his heart and he no longer had any chance of surviving.

"Brat, you're courting death."

A dozen or so people in the crowd shouted. Each and every one of them were extremely angry as they attacked Gu Feng. That young man was their Young Lord, yet he was killed right in front of their eyes. If this news was spread out, the consequences would be dire.

"Heh heh."

Gu Feng sneered. He didn't even bother to clash with these people and quickly retreated. Right now, his speed was extremely fast. Unless it was a person who had refined his movement technique, even a seventh or eighth stage Pure Body Realm martial artist would find it difficult to keep up with his speed.

After the attack failed, those cultivators wanted to continue their pursuit. However, the Tie Yi Hall's guard coldly shouted and stopped his spear on the ground. An icy cold killing intent swept out from his body.

"Brat, you deserve to die."

On the other side, a white-haired old man stared angrily at Gu Feng, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"I deserve to die, but you, old fool, can't kill me."

Gu Feng grinned, completely not putting the old man in his eyes. This old man was not weak, his cultivation was at the eighth level of the Pure Body Realm, and his power was at the very front of the crowd.

"Do you really think that you can be so arrogant in front of me with such little speed?"

The old man laughed angrily.

"You can try."

Gu Feng grinned, his eyes filled with provocation.

"Die!"

The old man was furious. He slammed his palm towards Gu Feng and dense Spiritual Energy turned into a torrent that rushed down.

Gu Feng had a relaxed expression on his face. He didn't take the old man's attack to heart at all.

"With me here, how can you be so arrogant?"

Dongfang Shang, who was standing to the side, let out a cold snort. His body flashed and appeared in front of Gu Feng, blocking his way. With a light wave of his sleeve, the soft and powerless sleeve instantly became as hard as steel and collided with the torrent of Spiritual Energy.

BOOM!

A muffled sound could be heard as a boundless energy began to spread, blowing all of the surrounding grass into the air. The torrent of Spiritual Energy emitted by the old man had completely dissipated.

Dongfang Shang looked at the people around him and said sternly, "Now, I will give you guys a chance to think about it. Either go, or die!"

As his voice fell, the aura of Dongfang Shang's body abruptly grew. He was accompanied by waves of ice-cold killing intent as he rushed into the sky. The temperature of this area had also dropped.

Everyone's faces changed drastically. This ice-cold killing intent pricked their nerves.

Many of them looked at each other, waved to their subordinates, and led them away. Although the treasures were good, they still needed to be alive to enjoy them. The people in front of them were clearly not kind people.

Cultivators at the peak of the Body Refinement Realm were definitely present in the Sunscorch Mountain Range, but not many. After all, not every power had a Soul Forging Realm expert guarding them.

Almost everyone had retreated, leaving only the old man and his men behind.

The old man frowned. Originally, they still had some confidence. After all, with so many people here, the other party would definitely have a rough estimate of who they were. However, they never would have thought that with just a single sentence, the other side would be able to make everyone retreat. This caught them somewhat unprepared.

"Elder, should we leave as well?" Behind the old man, a middle-aged man in a black robe spoke with a pale face.

"Leave? Now that the Young Lord has died here, if the news gets back to the clan, will you still be alive? " The old man roared.

He was indeed an elder of the family, but he was just an outsider. If not for the fact that he broke through to the eighth level of the Nazi realm, how could he have his current status?

However, if word of this got out, even if he was an elder of the family, he would definitely be punished.

The expressions of the people behind the old man changed. They knew what their clan leader was up to. His son had been killed. They couldn't afford the rage, but it would definitely be even worse than death.

"So you guys were planning to stay and die." Gu Feng looked at them with a cruel grin, "Since you all want to die, I'll grant you all that wish."

As the sound of Gu Feng's voice faded, he instantly dashed forward and executed the Life-Death Ghost Steps. His speed reached its peak and he instantly appeared in front of a cultivator. A palm struck out, containing a violent Spiritual Energy. The cultivator was sent flying backwards, blood spurting from his mouth.