Chapter 37: Counterattack, Tenth Level of Qi Formation!

Chapter 37: Counterattack, Tenth Level of Qi Formation!

"Kill!"

As Li Changqing brandished his longsword, his body moved with the agility of a ferocious tiger, launching a relentless assault that allowed no room for mercy. His solemn oath resonated through the air, declaring his unwavering determination to bring Ling Feng down beneath the blade.

Ling Feng's eyes sparkled with a keen brilliance, emanating a bone-chilling intensity.

For those who were evil, death would be a just retribution!

A sword slashed through the air!

With a burst of sword qi, the fragmented starry essence of the Starshatter Sword Technique transformed into myriad twinkling stars, aiming directly for Li Changqing's heart.

With a fierce determination to kill, Li Changqing executed a frenzied downward slash. The subtle green aura, akin to a gentle breeze turning deadly, intertwined with the sword's motion. The blade's radiance fragmented into eight, creating a dynamic and unpredictable display.

This was a sword technique of the wind element!

Ling Feng skillfully avoided Li Changqing's sword by swiftly maneuvering his body. Simultaneously, another blade approached from behind. The remaining disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect abandoned their encircling formation, opting to unite with Li Changqing in a joint assault against Ling Feng.

Suddenly, sword qi surged from every direction, each step resonating with the aura of imminent danger!

Ling Feng planted one foot on the ground, executing a graceful backflip in mid-air. His body moved like willow catkins in the wind, narrowly evading the sword qi that grazed perilously close.

Thin and delicate bloodstains emerged on his cheeks and arms, evidence of the sword qi's cutting marks.

Yet, at the very instant he leaped to the apex, his long sword swept horizontally, releasing cascades of sword qi. All the disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect, except for Li Changqing, stood frozen in place. They maintained the stance of their last sword technique, their eyes reflecting a mix of bewilderment and fear.

Tss!

From inconspicuous red marks on their necks, blood jets spewed out, and simultaneously, they all toppled to the ground.

All four opponents met their demise beneath Ling Feng's sword.

"You insignificant scum! I'll kill you!"

Witnessing each of his junior disciples meeting their demise at Ling Feng's hands, Li Changqing's eyes widened in fury. His entire body erupted with qi to the utmost limit, and his long sword, infused with his qi, emitted an intensely dazzling green light, rippling like waves.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Li Changqing's longsword danced with frenzy, slicing out more than a dozen green sword lights in rapid succession, all converging towards Ling Feng. Every strike bore a fierce killing intent, displaying formidable power. Even an ordinary martial artist at the ninth level of Qi Formation would find each of these strikes lethal.

However, Ling Feng was no ordinary martial artist.

The blade shimmered with crimson light, its edge turning fiery red under Ling Feng's intense flame-like true qi.

"Crimson Sunset!"

A thunderous shout revealed the full extent of the killing intent!

With a surge of crimson sword qi, Ling Feng severed the tornado in half. The unleashed wind force swept to both sides, cutting through rows of trees.

Ling Feng's sword qi seamlessly traversed the void, sneaking through with precision, and pierced through Li Changqing's chest!

Li Changqing's body froze in mid-air.

His eyes, filled with astonishment and disbelief, remained fixed on Ling Feng in utter incredulity.

Tss!

Blood sprayed from his chest. His body broke into two parts as if he were a tree stump cleanly split in two, each half landing on the ground with a resounding thud.

"How is this... possible?"

Li Changqing's eyes widened, disbelief etched on his face even in his final moments. He couldn't comprehend how he could meet his demise at the hands of a Wenxian Sect disciple at a mere seventh level of Qi Formation.

Huff—huff—

Descending from the air, Ling Feng gasped for breath, while fresh blood continued to flow steadily from his wounds.

Ling Feng did take a risk with that final strike, but had he not taken that gamble, he might have missed the opportunity to slay Li Changqing.

Indeed, it would have been challenging for Li Changqing to kill Ling Feng, but if Li Changqing had attempted to escape, Ling Feng wouldn't have been able to stop him either.

Allowing Li Changqing to escape would have left Ling Feng with endless potential problems and dangers.

After a brief rest, Ling Feng regained a bit of strength. He then took out the golden needles he carried with him and used them to stop the bleeding and heal his injuries. These were just superficial wounds, and it wouldn't take long for them to heal completely.

Next, he located his dimensional pouch caught on a nearby tree branch where the strong winds had tossed it. Ling Feng retrieved a piece of animal hide, casually cutting and shaping it into a makeshift leather vest that he wrapped around his upper body.

Although not particularly aesthetically pleasing, it was much better than running around bare-chested.

Now, it was time to reap the rewards.

These disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect were not weak. They must have had some valuable items on them.