Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 661 - 659: Turning the Tide

A blackish hue suddenly appeared on the White-faced Saber Guest’s pale face. He felt his Yuan Qi draining at an incredible speed and hastily threw aside the object in his left hand—a greenish inner pellet.

"What is this...?" His gaze fell upon the green pellet on the ground. His eyes flickered for a moment before his expression twisted in horror.

Unfazed, Luo Feng said, "I suppose you’ve heard of the Triangular Dark Cloud Python."

"Triangular Dark Cloud Python..." Upon hearing this, the White-faced Saber Guest’s face turned deathly pale, his expression utterly grim.

Having roamed the martial world for many years, he naturally knew what the Triangular Dark Cloud Python was. If a Martial Artist was poisoned by the Triangular Dark Cloud Python and not treated in time, the poison would gradually erode their Gang Qi, ultimately preventing them from unleashing even half their strength.

Such carelessness! To think this brat actually possessed the inner pellet of a Triangular Dark Cloud Python!

The White-faced Saber Guest frowned. If I had been more cautious earlier, I could have definitely avoided the Triangular Dark Cloud Python’s inner pellet by sensing the Yuan Qi fluctuations.

However, he wasn’t overly concerned. Even with only seventy to eighty percent of my peak strength remaining, I’m still confident I can defeat Luo Feng.

Beside them, Zhu Ling’s face lit up with pleasant surprise. "Luo Feng is truly formidable! He actually managed to poison a Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist!" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Ye Siyi, however, frowned and said, "It’s too early to celebrate."

"Why? When I was poisoned earlier, I couldn’t even muster fifty percent of my strength." Surprise filled Zhu Ling’s beautiful eyes.

Ye Siyi’s eyes narrowed slightly. She shook her head and replied, "He’s different from you. He’s a Martial Artist at the peak of the Fourth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm; his Yuan Qi reserves far surpass yours. Furthermore, his contact with the Triangular Dark Cloud Python’s inner pellet was brief, so the poisoning isn’t deep. He should still retain about eighty percent of his strength. Moreover, now that he’s severely poisoned, he’ll undoubtedly unleash his full power to try and kill us all in one fell swoop."

Hearing Ye Siyi’s analysis, Zhu Ling furrowed her brow. "Eighty percent strength... then his power still surpasses the Fourth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm."

"Yes," Ye Siyi added. "But Luo Feng isn’t someone who acts rashly. Since he hasn’t asked us to intervene, he must be confident of victory."

Luo Feng calmed the surging Qi and blood in his chest. A smile touched his lips as he looked at the White-faced Saber Guest. "Your strength should now be at about seventy to eighty percent. I’ll give you a chance: sever your own arm, and I might consider sparing your life."

The White-faced Saber Guest’s expression darkened, then he suddenly burst into laughter. "Luo Feng, there’s a world of difference between our strengths! Never mind that I still have seventy to eighty percent of my power; even if I only had fifty percent, killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant!"

"Is that so?" Luo Feng’s tone was calm, but the light in his eyes grew increasingly sharp, like a thunderbolt piercing the void, ready to shatter everything in its path.

Confronted by Luo Feng’s icy demeanor, hatred seethed in the White-faced Saber Guest’s heart. He snarled, "Let’s see how long you can keep up that tough act! Cold Netherworld Blade Aura!"

Without further words, the White-faced Saber Guest strode forward. Wisps of white vapor emanated from his body, his entire presence becoming ghostly and grim as he leaped into the air and slashed at Luo Feng.

WHOOSH... As the saber fell, a fierce, cold wind swirled, and the blade light twisted into a thick, snowy Saber Qi that viciously pounced towards Luo Feng.

Compared to the saber techniques the White-faced Saber Guest had used before, this strike’s power was considerably reduced, yet its momentum was still astounding. The snowy Saber Qi caused the surrounding temperature to plummet drastically.

"Break!" Unexpectedly, Luo Feng chose not to evade this time. His left hand transformed into an enraged dragon, smashing out ferociously.

The Eight Wastelands Dominating Flame Fist was pushed to its limit, its might astonishing. A gigantic, blade-like fiery tornado slammed fiercely into the snowy Saber Qi.

BOOM! A tremendous explosion erupted. The snowy Saber Qi diminished by more than half, easily obliterated by Luo Feng’s attack.

"Brat, die!" His saber technique rendered useless, the White-faced Saber Guest’s gaze turned cold. His long saber locked onto Luo Feng as he slashed continuously.

One slash, two slashes, three... In an instant, the White-faced Saber Guest unleashed twenty-four streams of Saber Qi. These Saber Qis formed almost simultaneously, merging into a crescent blade of light over ten meters long. It transformed into a white streak, flying straight at Luo Feng with a speed invisible to the naked eye, appearing before him in a flash.

Such incredible speed! Ye Siyi’s expression changed slightly. The saber light was so fast that not only was it impossible to follow with her eyes, but even her senses could barely keep pace. An ordinary person would likely be decapitated before they could even react. Even with my Phantom Footsteps, I wouldn’t be entirely confident of escaping completely unscathed.

Luo Feng’s expression was icy; he neither retreated nor yielded. Amidst the humming tremor of his blade, two golden suns manifested in the void behind him. The golden sunlight blazed brilliantly, seeming to outshine even the scorching sun in the sky. Empowered by these golden suns, Luo Feng’s aura surged dramatically.

"Golden Crow Fierce Sun Slash!" With a step that cracked the ground beneath him, Luo Feng slashed down.

BOOM! Amidst the deafening sound, an immense Saber Qi transformed into a golden sun Saber Gang, striking the crescent Saber Qi.

CLANG! The two streams of Saber Qi locked in mid-air, pausing for a moment before suddenly exploding. The entire world seemed to split: one side blazed a dazzling crimson, while the other was a vortex of swirling snow and wind.

"My turn!" Having sundered the crescent Saber Qi, Luo Feng’s eyes glinted sharply. His body flickered, and dozens of exceptionally fierce streams of Saber Energy slashed towards the White-faced Saber Guest.

Killing intent filled the White-faced Saber Guest’s eyes. He stomped violently, the ground cracking beneath him as his figure also vanished from its spot. Streaks of chillingly sharp saber light enveloped Luo Feng’s position.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! The two clashed head-on, their ferocious Qi Forces colliding relentlessly. In an instant, the entire visible area was filled with incomparably sharp Saber Qi, completely obscuring their figures.

Zhu Ling and Ye Siyi watched, dumbfounded. They’re too strong! I’ve seen the top ten senior disciples from Jade Hall’s outer sect duel before, and even their fights didn’t cause such a commotion. Luo Feng can actually fight evenly with Qiu Qianren, the Snow-faced Ruthless! Just what level has his strength reached...? Staring at the two figures colliding in mid-air, Zhu Ling’s beautiful eyes revealed deep shock.

Ye Siyi was even more astonished. During the contest for the Martial Champion Rankings, she had fought Luo Feng, and their strengths were comparable. Yet now, he possessed the power to contend with a Martial Artist at the Fourth Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

She exhaled softly and said, "Even if he’s still some way from qualifying for the New Dragon List, he’s likely not far off..."

The New Dragon List... A hint of awe flashed in Zhu Ling’s beautiful eyes, and she couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! After dozens of exchanges, the two figures flew backward and faced each other once more.

After several exchanges where he had failed to gain any advantage, the White-faced Saber Guest’s expression was extremely gloomy. I thought that even poisoned, defeating Luo Feng would be a piece of cake. But the reality is far beyond my expectations. Luo Feng’s Yuan Qi is incredibly dense. He’s clearly only at the Third Stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, yet his attack power makes me feel like I’m fighting a Fourth Stage Martial Artist! I was almost injured a few times.

"Luo Feng, you’re the first to push me this far! But this is where it ends!"

Severely poisoned, the White-faced Saber Guest knew that the longer this dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. Disregarding the spreading poison, he unleashed all his Yuan Qi without reservation. A bone-chilling, white cold energy soared into the sky.

WHOOSH... Within a one-kilometer radius, an intensely cold white mist arose, obscuring the blazing sun.

The long saber in the White-faced Saber Guest’s hand erupted with a bone-white Saber Gang as his figure leaped into mid-air, his sharp gaze fixed on Luo Feng.

"Cold Abyss Cold Chi!"

ROAR!

As the White-faced Saber Guest slashed down with his saber, a high-pitched, tragic dragon’s roar suddenly echoed.

The immense Saber Qi directly transformed into a Chi Dragon with a tilted head and coiled tail. The Chi Dragon was over fifteen meters long, its body wreathed in snow and wind. It let out a continuous, long howl. Hearing this howl, Zhu Ling, with the lowest Cultivation, felt her heart sink, a heavy pressure settling in her chest as if a stone were crushing it.

"Be defeated!" the White-faced Saber Guest bellowed. The Chi Dragon’s fearsome might intensified as it hurtled towards Luo Feng.

"Grand Momentum as a Saber!" Facing the charging Chi Dragon, Luo Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly. Accompanied by the sound of shattering space, an enormous, phantom-like saber shadow appeared behind him. It pierced through the surrounding extreme cold mist, connecting to the void. With his Grand Momentum pushed to its peak, a sharp light glinted in Luo Feng’s eyes as he slashed out with his saber.

CRACK! A sound like exploding thunder reverberated. A colossal white bolt of energy shot straight out, instantly striking the Chi Dragon formed of Saber Qi, producing a heaven-shaking sound.

CRACK! Amidst the violent impact, half of the Chi Dragon’s massive head was severed. Its body shuddered once, then dispersed into pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, vanishing without a trace.

Impossible! With his strength, how could he block my Cold Abyss Cold Chi?! The White-faced Saber Guest’s expression changed drastically.

Having annihilated the Chi Dragon with a single strike, no hint of triumph showed on Luo Feng’s face. His sharp gaze pierced the turbulent airflow, locking tightly onto the White-faced Saber Guest. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed out once more. In that instant, a flash like lightning erupted, and the entire space was illuminated by the brilliant saber light.

Locked onto by the Saber Qi, a perilous premonition flashed through the White-faced Saber Guest’s mind. Just as he was about to circulate all his Yuan Qi to resist, a sudden wave of weakness washed over him. After the intense battle, the Triangular Dark Cloud Python’s poison in his body had begun to spread; his strength was now only thirty to forty percent of its peak!

Staring fixedly at Luo Feng, the White-faced Saber Guest’s dilated pupils reflected a speck of brilliant light rushing towards him.

CRACK!

The saber light whistled in, shattering his Protective Gang Energy. A spray of blood erupted from the White-faced Saber Guest’s neck, jetting out three to four meters.

"You—!" Unwillingness filled the White-faced Saber Guest’s eyes. He uttered a single word before his head tilted and dropped from his neck. His body then slumped to the ground, drenching a large patch of earth with blood.

WHOOSH... Luo Feng sheathed his Rage Flame Knife. Staring at the White-faced Saber Guest’s bisected corpse, he exhaled a turbid breath.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! Ye Siyi and Zhu Ling appeared at Luo Feng’s side.

Glancing at the corpse on the ground, Zhu Ling’s red lips parted slightly. Her eyes filled with disbelief, so astonished she was rendered speechless.

Ye Siyi looked at Luo Feng and asked, "Luo Feng, why didn’t you let Zhu Ling and me intervene earlier?"

Luo Feng smiled faintly. "This way, he would lower his guard. The man was too arrogant, and it seemed he didn’t intend to take my life. It was actually better for me to handle him alone."

"You truly are terrifying. Thankfully, you’re not my enemy." Ye Siyi smiled, then added with curiosity, "He pursued you all the way from Qingyun Mansion yet didn’t intend to kill you. How strange."

Luo Feng remained silent. The man hadn’t wanted to take his life, likely because of the Sword Heart Heaven Jade.