Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1612: Severing My Life

Wind Thorns.

Xiao Luobing directly activated the array on the Thorny Shield she wore, forcing Jiang Liu and the others who advanced to reveal a sneer.

Their eyes scanned over Xiao Luobing and Ran Yue. Spirit Armor, and it's Profound Level, this guy named Li isn't short on money.

This kind of Spirit Armor has good defense, but it's not unsolvable. Jiang Liu and the others exchanged looks, one of them directly took out a Magic Treasure, activated the array on it, and plunged it into the ground.

Xiao Luobing and Ran Yue looked a bit nervous at the sight, not knowing what tricks the other side was playing, but after several seconds, there wasn't the slightest movement.

Hehe.

At this moment, the aristocrat who had inserted the Magic Treasure lifted his head, looked towards Ran Yue and Xiao Luobing, and said, "Here it comes."

Before he finished speaking, a wave suddenly came from under the two women's feet, and in the next instant, several plants burst from the ground. The ground beneath Ran Yue and Xiao Luobing became unstable, lifting them up, and amidst their cries of alarm, the vines wrapped around them like snakes.

"Don't struggle, with your strength, you can't break free from this Earth-binding Array."

"Ran Yue, Luobing."

Zi Yan anxiously looked at the two women whose hands, feet, and waists were bound by vines, while Zeng Liang sneered and charged forward: "Do you still have time to worry about them?"

Zi Yan watched Zeng Liang rapidly approach, released an arrow, but her heart was obviously disturbed. Zeng Liang easily dodged it and approached her, grabbing the bow.

"Hey, surrender. I'll treat you well...!"

Zi Yan directly aimed a low kick at Zeng Liang's lower body, and Zeng Liang snorted coldly: "Ungrateful!"

Slap.

Zeng Liang blocked the kick and slapped her.

Zi Yan fell to the ground, stubbornly getting up to glare at Zeng Liang, who looked at her defiant eyes.

"Still daring to glare at me."

Zeng Liang had no intention of being gentle, lifting his foot to kick again, sending Zi Yan flying backward.

Zeng Liang stepped forward, directly stepping on Zi Yan's abdomen, looking down at her.

"That Li Feng is doomed, why are you resisting? He's dead, so what. I can be your man, just call me master twice and submit, and I'll treat you well."

"Pah, keep dreaming."

Zi Yan spat in Zeng Liang's face as he leaned down, and he wiped his face with a cold look at Zi Yan's ungratefulness.

"Ha, it doesn't matter if you don't submit."

"If you really went along with me, I'd lose interest. The more you resist, the more excited I get."

The Zeng Family may not be a major family, not even a third-class family, but Zeng Liang wasn't short of women. As long as he wanted, there were plenty of women in the Lower Three Rings.

Zeng Liang finished and kicked Zi Yan towards the Earth-binding Array in the courtyard, and vines wrapped her as well.

"Li, hand over your land deeds and other valuables, I can spare you from suffering and give you a quick death."

"Of course, if you say no, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Li Feng glanced at Zeng Liang without speaking.

The Broken Self Sword Intent from that previous strike almost shattered his spirit, but luckily, Li Feng's will was strong enough to endure. The Purple Flame not only swallows momentum but also melds intent. Li Feng was filled with thoughts of that Broken Self strike.

"Ha, glaring at me means you're not giving it up."

Zeng Liang chuckled, suddenly turned, and tore off Zi Yan's Spirit Armor.

Jiang Liu and the others laughed heartily, killing physically and mentally. It didn't matter if you refused to concede, they had ways to make you surrender.

"I want a turn too."

A group of young aristocrats showed lecherous expressions, tearing off the women's armor, occasionally laughing lewdly.

"You deserve to die."

Li Feng suddenly stood up.

Zeng Liang turned to look at the standing Li Feng: "Haha, what, does it make you angry? But can you stop me now?"

"Today I'll play with your women before your eyes, and you'd better hold on."

"Haha."

The others burst into laughter in agreement.

Li Feng raised his head, eyes cold, then suddenly shifted, his King Sword flashing coldly.

This sword.

It contained the Broken Self Sword Intent, one swing could destroy the world, unstoppable.

Instantly, the laughter stopped.

The cold Sword Qi shot in all directions, and the binding vines were all cut away, the three women falling to the ground.

The young aristocrats who harassed the women stood paralyzed, as if their pressure points had been struck.

Cough.

Li Feng coughed, blood spilling from his mouth, but he didn't fall, looking again at the broken sword Li Lang from a short distance away.

"Your Sword Intent is indeed formidable, almost overwhelmed me."

Li Lang frowned, looking at Li Feng who could still stand and approach. This guy had survived the Broken Self Sword Intent, and it was indeed tenacious.

Li Lang let out a cold laugh.

"I didn't expect, after taking my sword, you could still stand, but now you're just struggling."

"Do you still want to resist?"

Li Feng suddenly let out a cold laugh, walking up to Zeng Liang, extending a hand to push his head, which rolled off his motionless body.

"Am I really struggling?"

"It's enough to kill you."

"Arrogant."

Li Lang didn't expect Li Feng to still have the strength to kill; all of Zeng Liang's group was taken down. Li Lang drew his sword again.

This strike was far less powerful than the previous, yet the Sword Qi soared, slicing through the air.

In his view, Li Feng was at his limit, just holding on, one sword enough to separate his head from his body.

Li Feng let out a cold laugh.

Recalling that overwhelming, Broken Self Sword Intent, he brought up his King Sword.

Broken Self.

No Life.

Li Feng, as Li Lang thought, was still struggling to digest the Broken Self Sword, which raged within him. If not for his strong body, he would have collapsed.

But because of this, Li Feng comprehended the opposing Sword Intent clearly.

In this desperate situation, Li Feng's understanding of the Broken Self Sword reached new heights, he unleashed his Broken Self Sword.

This Broken Self strike did not clash with the opposing Sword Qi.

Poof.

After Li Feng swung, the Sword Qi struck him, sending him flying, his front slashed open, bleeding heavily.

However, Li Feng's life-in-death strike hit Li Lang directly.

"This is...!"

Li Lang was stunned, incredulous as the Sword Intent pierced him.

"Broken Self Sword Intent."

Li Lang stated in disbelief, familiar as he was with his own Sword Intent, yet was killed by his own Sword Intent.