"Zhou Xian?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Upon hearing the gray-robed elder’s words, Yang Wanyi’s face was veiled in frost, and she coldly said, "I didn’t expect the famous Elder Zhou Xian of the Heavenly Position Business Line to personally greet us, truly a surprise for Waner."

Seeing that Yang Wanyi recognized his identity, the middle-aged martial artist slightly furrowed his brow: "Elder Zhou Yuan."

"What is there to fear? Today, even if they grew wings, they couldn’t escape."

The gray-robed elder waved his hand, looking proudly at Yang Wanyi and Luo Feng with fearlessness, saying:

"That’s right, I am Zhou Xian of the Heavenly Position Business Line. Dying by my hands can be considered your honor."

Yang Wanyi’s beautiful eyes flashed slightly: "I heard that a few days ago, the young master of Massive Cauldron Commerce Alliance, Han Xuan, was ambushed and injured on his way to Big Market City. It seems this was also your Heavenly Position Business Line’s doing."

The gray-robed elder snorted coldly: "And what if it was? That brat Han Xuan was lucky. When we tried to kill him, a True Yuan Realm martial artist happened to pass by, allowing him to escape with his life. Today, you won’t have such luck."

Yang Wanyi’s lush red lips curled in sarcasm: "Your Heavenly Position Business Line’s former family head, Zhou Tai, was a renowned hero in the Canglang Dynasty. Now that he’s passed away and a new family head has taken over, such despicable methods are being used. I’m afraid even the old family head wouldn’t rest in peace."

"What does a little girl like you know! The winner takes it all. As long as our Heavenly Position Business Line takes the top spot this year, there’ll be no place for your Dayang Commerce Alliance..." The middle-aged martial artist’s face showed a trace of embarrassment, unable to help but scold.

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanyi’s bright eyes flashed slightly, carefully listening to the other party’s words. This time, the Heavenly Position Business Line was so determined to ascend the throne, which puzzled her.

"Enough!"

The gray-robed elder suddenly waved his hand, interrupting the middle-aged martial artist, looking at Yang Wanyi and Luo Feng with eyes full of killing intent: "Let’s put an end to the idle talk. It’s time for you two to be sent on your way."

Swish!

As he spoke, the gray-robed elder’s hair and beard stood on end, and Yuan Qi surged around him.

Yang Wanyi’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. This Elder Zhou Yuan’s strength was even stronger than she imagined, and the middle-aged martial artist was no ordinary person either, being a mid-spiritual rotation realm martial artist. The disparity in power was too great, and she had little confidence in winning this battle.

"Hahahaha..."

As Yang Wanyi’s mind was filled with countless thoughts, a laugh suddenly resonated everywhere.

Luo Feng, wielding the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, stepped forward, his cold gaze fixed on the gray-robed elder with a hint of disdain in his smile, said:

"Send us on our way? Such arrogance. In my eyes, you two are no more than clowns. Killing you would be effortless. I believe it’ll be you who dies today."

The middle-aged martial artist’s veins bulged, and he furiously said: "Brat, who do you think you are! You’re merely a later-stage four spirit rotations martial artist; here, you don’t have the right to be arrogant."

Yang Wanyi looked at Luo Feng, her brows slightly furrowed.

In her impression, Luo Feng wasn’t usually so arrogant and rude, and these words surprised her, making her stand aside and watch quietly.

"Brat, dare to commit murder in my presence? You are the one most deserving of death here!"

The gray-robed elder’s face also sank, a towering aura rose, scattering nearby cloud layers in all directions.

As an elder of the Heavenly Position Business Line, he had never been subjected to such humiliation.

Luo Feng’s expression remained unchanged, and with a clang, he sheathed the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, coldly said: "I’ll let you have one hand."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged martial artist’s face turned even grimmer. As a saber man, to sheath one’s saber before a battle was undoubtedly blatant provocation.

"In my presence, your insolence won’t be tolerated! Based on your earlier words, today, I will tear you apart! Come here!"

The gray-robed elder’s hair stood on end with rage, his sinister gaze fell on Luo Feng, reaching out to grab in the air, forming a vortex in front, intending to draw Luo Feng in.

"Slash!"

At the moment the gray-robed elder made his move, Luo Feng’s eyes flashed brilliantly, and in an instant, a sharp aura filled the entire space, causing the air vortex to halt for a moment.

The opponent was a Spiritual Rotation Realm eightfold early pinnacle expert; facing him head-on, Luo Feng had little confidence in winning. Thus, he deliberately sheathed the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber and provoked the opponent verbally to expose a flaw, allowing him to unexpectedly unleash the Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills technique, making it possible to take down the opponent.

Seeing the gray-robed elder rage and attempt to capture him, Luo Feng knew the moment couldn’t be missed, immediately urged the Grand Momentum to its fullest, and unleashed the Spring Breeze-as-Heart-Wills Saber Technique.

Swoosh!

When the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber unsheathed, a cold saber qi burst forth, meticulously condensed, and wherever it went, the air vortex automatically parted.

"What!"

The gray-robed elder only felt a flash before his eyes, the saber light already pressing close, the terrifying explosive force contained in the saber light caused his expression to change vastly, hurriedly withdrawing to escape.

Splatter!

With a flash of saber light, a burst of blood erupted, the gray-robed elder stumbled back ten-plus steps, his face pale. His right arm was severed at the wrist, left with only a severed stump, blood streaming profusely.

"Elder Zhou Yuan!"

The middle-aged martial artist was shocked, his figure flickered, appearing beside Elder Zhou Yuan, his gaze shifted back to Luo Feng, now without the previous arrogance, faintly mixed with fear.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye; he witnessed a flicker before the gray-robed elder was critically wounded, questioning himself whether he could survive if that saber had been aimed at him.

And the result made his heart go icy cold.

"Such a pity..."

Luo Feng’s eyes flashed with a hint of regret. Earlier, his saber could have decapitated the grey-clothed elder, but the opponent was, after all, an experienced Martial Artist at the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Even if caught off guard, his strength and experience were not to be underestimated. At the critical moment, he managed to avoid the fatal slash, losing only one hand.

"You dare to deceive! You brat, I won’t spare you!"

The grey-clothed elder was furious, bloodshot lines filling his eyes. Ignoring his injuries, he shot out like lightning, a massive smoke-red Palm Gang encompassing a large space, evaporating a swath of clouds as it shot towards Luo Feng.

"If it were just a moment ago, I might have feared you a bit. But now, I’m not afraid of you."

Luo Feng sneered, slicing down with his Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber.

"Thunder Fire Shocking Heavens!"

Bang!

With the Grand Momentum, the power of this slash was unimaginable. A red Saber Gang, tens of meters long, crushed downward, resembling a thunder fire descending from the heavens. Within hundreds of meters, arcs of electricity flickered erratically, directly slicing through the red Palm Gang before carrying astounding momentum toward the grey-clothed elder in the back.

"Damn it!"

The grey-clothed elder’s expression changed, but being a Martial Artist at the eighth Spiritual Rotation, he didn’t panic much. With a roar, he formed a fist with his left hand. A fierce red halo swelled around him, and a scorching, dominant aura condensed into a giant tiger’s head on his left arm, which he then punched out.

Roar!

In the void, a tiger’s roar echoed long, as a giant tiger, engulfed in flames, fiercely rushed out, biting onto the saber light, both forces countering each other.

Crack!

The saber light shattered, and the red giant tiger was torn into pieces by the fragmented Saber Qi, disappearing like smoke. However, the grey-clothed elder underestimated the saber light’s power; struck by several shards of Saber Qi, his body was forced back violently, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Elder Zhou Yuan, this kid is too strong. We should temporarily leave here and plan again!" suggested a middle-aged Martial Artist, swallowing hard.

The grey-clothed elder’s face turned blue with fury, gritting his teeth:

"Where to? Failing the mission, the Canglang Dynasty likely won’t grant us refuge. Not considering whether the Family Head and Yang Dingtian will spare us, even that one won’t let us stay alive! To survive, join me in killing this brat!"

The middle-aged Martial Artist recalled something, his face changed dramatically, and he nodded fiercely in the end:

"Alright! Be careful!"

Just as the middle-aged Martial Artist raised his head, his face suddenly changed drastically. He urgently warned, with a rapid voice.

"Trying to kill me, you’re probably out of opportunities."

Luo Feng appeared ten steps behind the grey-clothed elder.

"Been waiting for you!"

Unexpectedly, the grey-clothed elder facing away from Luo Feng was rather calm, his eyes exploding with a cruel light. Luo Feng’s Saber Technique was dazzling, so he schemed and deliberately revealed a flaw, advantageous at this close distance.

Speaking concurrently, the grey-clothed elder erupted with radiant fire, transforming into a large fireball, spinning around and punching out.

Boom!

With the punch, the ambient Yuan Qi shifted turbulently, images of gigantic tigers roared and surged toward Luo Feng’s body — almost a hundred of them, seemingly poised to tear both him and the surrounding space apart.

Yang Waner blanched slightly; the power of this punch was multiples of before. The grey-clothed elder clearly conserved his strength for this moment, and a full-force strike from an eighth-stage Spiritual Rotation Martial Artist was formidable.

The middle-aged Martial Artist couldn’t contain his joy; this was the grey-clothed elder’s most potent technique, the Hundred Tigers Crushing Blow! The elder once used this move to severely wound an early-stage eighth Spiritual Rotation Martial Artist. Even injured now, he should easily triumph over a late-stage seventh Spiritual Rotation Martial Artist.

"Sorry, you seem to be celebrating too soon."

At that moment, Luo Feng’s voice sounded again, but from another direction, serene as the clouds.

Luo Feng had always been the one ambushing others; no one had succeeded in ambushing him. As he got close to the grey-clothed elder, he sensed the opponent secretly accumulating Yuan Qi, enough to shatter Luo Feng. Instantly, he executed the Sky Cloud Step to escape swiftly, leaving a Yuan Qi shadow in place to mislead the foe.

Boom boom boom...

A hundred tiger silhouettes burst forth, smashing a soil slope hundreds of meters away, causing it to split and vanish into thin air.

"Impossible! How did you know I was ambushing you!"

Seeing Luo Feng unharmed, the grey-clothed elder’s eyes widened in disbelief. This strike was inescapable even for him, assuming Luo Feng couldn’t avoid it either, yet reality slapped him harshly.

Luo Feng spared no time for the elder to marvel further; leaving him alive was a hazard. His gaze flashed murderously, swinging a saber at full force, unleashing a saber light weighty as a mountain.

With such intense killing intent, the grey-clothed elder’s face warped dramatically; he couldn’t help but brace with his arms, yet his right hand was merely a stump.

Thud!

The saber light flashed, leaving the elder’s body in a defensive posture, as his head fell from the neck, spraying blood everywhere.