Jian Feng walked into the room with a cold face. He swept his gaze over Yuan Long and his friends before saying. "Leave here. Someone will bring you away."
Yuan Long hesitated briefly and said. "Thank you for saving us, Young Master Jian."
He then carried Jia Rong and left with his fellow brothers.
"Are you sure you want to intervene with my business over useless trash like them?" Du Huanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Jian Feng.
Jian Feng stared at him coldly and said. "I don't care what you did to those pitiful girls back then, but you shouldn't touch Brother Lin's friends."
Du Huanfeng frowned deeply. He didn't expect Jian Feng, who was usually detaching from worldly affairs, to be this determined to intervene with his business. It seemed he had underestimated their relationship greatly.
Jian Feng turned to the middle-aged man and said coldly. "Cut your arm, and I will let you go."
The middle-aged man's face contorted upon hearing this. He glanced at Du Huanfeng and saw the latter nod his head. This made his heart turn cold instantly.
"Puff!" Without thinking further, he gritted his teeth and cut his left arm. His eyes were full of resentment and hatred as he glared at Jian Feng.
"Next time, it won't be just your arm." Jian Feng said. He turned to Du Huanfeng. "I don't know what you are conspiring with Xing Renshu, but if you dare to touch Brother Lin. I don't mind going all out with you."
After finishing his sentence, he turned around and left.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Young Master…" The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse. He couldn't accept this humiliation.
Du Huanfeng took a deep breath and said calmly. "I'm sorry for you. You take this pill and go recuperate first."
He handed a high-level healing pill to the man and let him leave.
The middle-aged man's expression turned ugly, but he couldn't do anything. He accepted the pill and left.
"How did he find out so fast?" Du Huanfeng furrowed his brows.
The old man beside him said. "It must be Sword Attendants."
Du Huanfeng's pupils constricted. He let out a sigh and said. "It seems Jian Feng is serious about this. He even mobilized the Sword Attendants just to find me."
He paused for a moment and said. "I have touched Yun Lintian's brows now. He will definitely come at me."
The old man shook his head. He had a different opinion on this matter. "I don't think so. Yun Lintian has always been cautious. Although we have touched his friends, he won't come to us. At least, not incoming days."
Thinking of Yun Lintian's extraordinary bearing he displayed not long ago, Du Huanfeng couldn't help saying. "He grows too fast. If we let him grow further, I'm afraid we cannot deal with him anymore."
The old man furrowed his brows. "This is really strange. The last time we saw him, he didn't even step into the Ruler Profound Realm. And now, he has already become a saint. What kind of secrets he has?"
Du Huanfeng nodded in agreement. "Well, we will know when we capture him."
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"All of you can stay here first. Wait until the Heavenly Sword Summit ends, and I will find someone to send you back to your sect." Jian Feng brought Yuan Long's group to the foot of Heaven Piercing Peak and let them settle here for the time being.
Yuan Long cupped his fists and said. "Thank you, Young Master Jian."
"I told you before, just call me Brother Jian." Jian Feng smiled and said further. "If you want anything, you can ask her directly. Also, no need to worry about Du Huanfeng. He won't dare to do anything to you again."
Yuan Long and the others looked at the pretty lady behind Jian Feng and said politely. "We will have to trouble you, Miss."
"You can call me Tong Yi." The pretty woman, Tong Yi, said with a smile.
"Alright, Senior Sister Tong." Jia Rong smiled.
"I'll leave first." Since there was nothing to do here further, Jian Feng bid farewell and headed to the peak.
At this moment, Yun Lintian laid on the ground, panting heavily. His robe was full of holes, and blood could be seen beneath them.
Standing in the distance, Qing Xiaoting nodded her head gently. "Not bad. You can last longer than I thought."
Yun Lintian smiled bitterly. "It's really difficult to resist your attack."
"I hope you can endure more. I'm not even sweating yet." Qing Xiaoting said plainly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Why do I feel the conversation is weird? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought they were talking about something else." Sitting in a pavilion, Shen Liqiu said while feeding pastries to Qingqing and Linlin.
Yun Qianxue and Mu Qiuxue merely glanced at her and said nothing.
Shen Liqiu pouted. These two cold beauties were too boring. They didn't have a sense of humor at all.
Yun Lintian slowly got up from the ground and said. "Come again."
As he spoke, his figure rushed forward, and the bamboo stick in his hand transformed into sword shadows.
His bamboo stick was nimble as a dragon as it cut through the air. Even before the sword shadows arrived, heaven and earth transformed into a stretch of razor-sharp sword intent.
A hint of approval appeared in Qing Xiaoting's eyes. Yun Lintian's monstrous comprehension was something she had never seen before. It actually took him a mere hour to grasp the basics of swordsmanship.
Qing Xiaoting stood there and placed one hand behind her back. The other, she lifted into the air. Her fingers burst with radiant light as she circulated her profound energy. The turbulent energy coursed through her, then condensed at the tip of her fingers, revealing a sharp sword intent.
Boom!
Powerful sword intents collided, echoing throughout the Heaven Piercing Peak. Their vast power swept across the area and burst, splitting into smaller, scattered energy currents.
The bamboo stick in Yun Lintian's hand shook and hummed as if crying out before shattering into pieces.
At the same time, he was sent flying and heavily crashed on the ground.
"You focused too much on speed and forgot to balance your power. I could simply use the same amount of power as yours to destroy your sword intent." Qing Xiaoting retracted her hand and said calmly.
Yun Lintian groaned slightly and stared at the sky, pondering over his earlier attack… Why is it so difficult?