Murong Kui had completely lost his mind. Upon learning that his grandson had been killed, all he wanted now was to obliterate Long Aotian.
He didn't care if he died in the process.
Blazing Palm. Murong Kui unleashed his life's ultimate skill.
Blazing Palm was a core secret technique of the Laoshan Sect, passed down only to core disciples. Murong Kui had practiced this set of palm techniques to perfection.
If Murong Cheng had not been killed by Long Aotian, he would not have used his ultimate move so soon.
To fight to the death meant to forget one's own life and trade it for another.
This was precisely Murong Kui's current fighting style. Every move was lethal. He did not dodge Long Aotian's attacks, letting them come freely. All he needed was to injure Long Aotian.
It was a typical tactic of "inflicting a thousand wounds on the enemy while suffering eight hundred oneself."
A Grandmaster-level figure, when driven mad, was not to be underestimated. It was precisely this suicidal fighting style that kept Long Aotian in a defensive state.
It wasn't worth getting injured for someone like this. It would be easier to deal with him slowly once his strength was depleted.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Du Lapide and Liu Chen were locked in a fierce battle. Their strength was comparable, and unlike Murong Kui, Liu Chen was not fighting desperately. Therefore, the two were locked in a bitter struggle.
Hahaha... refreshing, come again. Du Lapide laughed heartily and rejoined the fray.
Pu Zaiye, standing by the side, was dumbfounded. After so many years in the mountains, he had overlooked the prowess of these individuals.
He had originally thought his senior brother was very formidable, but seeing these people now, they were simply not human.
If he possessed such strength, stealing fragrant peaches and plucking jade would be effortless.
While envious, Pu Zaiye silently cheered for Murong Kui and Liu Chen in his heart. If both of them were defeated, his own fate would surely be worse.
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Fu Dan University.
After class, not seeing Long Aotian or Zhou Gangyi to pick her up, Xia Feng calculated Long Aotian's location and discovered he was engaged in combat with someone, with Du Lapide also among them.
Xia Feng noticed that the opponents also had two equally matched adversaries, but Long Aotian and Du Lapide were not in immediate mortal danger. Xia Feng unhurriedly hailed a taxi and headed in Long Aotian's direction.
When Xia Feng arrived at Jin Xiaochen's villa, Long Aotian and Murong Kui were in a life-or-death struggle. Long Aotian had sustained minor injuries, while Murong Kui was covered in wounds.
On the other side, Du Lapide and Liu Chen had also suffered some injuries each.
Master.
Seeing Xia Feng's arrival, Long Aotian quickly disengaged from his fight with Murong Kui, and Du Lapide also ceased his engagement.
What's going on? Xia Feng asked with a frown.
Master, these individuals are from the Laoshan Sect. A few days ago, someone attempted to harm Jin Xiaochen and nearly killed Zhou Gangyi. I intervened and resolved the situation. They have come today seeking revenge and have also kidnapped Jin Xiaochen.
Long Aotian quickly explained.
Upon hearing this, Xia Feng glanced at Murong Kui and Liu Chen and reprimanded them, "Are the Cultivator's Covenants mere whispers in your ears?"
Who are you? Murong Kui asked Xia Feng with a grave expression.
This was because he couldn't sense even a trace of cultivation from Xia Feng, yet Long Aotian addressed him as Master.
Liu Chen's expression was equally solemn. The moment Xia Feng inexplicably appeared, he felt an immense pressure.
It is a capital offense for a cultivator to harm ordinary mortals in the secular world.
Xia Feng spoke, then lightly waved his hand. Murong Kui and Liu Chen suddenly knelt to the ground, spitting blood, their cultivation base instantly crippled.
The two stared with disbelief in their eyes, utterly terrified.
With a mere wave of his hand, two Grandmaster-level figures had their cultivation crippled. In front of Xia Feng, these Grandmasters were no different from ants.
Xia Feng, having transcended the realm of art, while Grandmasters were still paddling in the river, and even those considered earthly immortals were merely stepping onto the shore. The gap between them could be described as heaven and earth.
Murong Kui and Liu Chen saw fear in each other's eyes. Liu Chen, in particular, was filled with regret at that moment.
What business did I have here?
He had stumbled into this mess. Where could he go to seek redress?
Long Aotian and Du Lapide remained unperturbed, as if this were all to be expected, having grown accustomed to it.
However, Zhou Gangyi was different. His eyes were wide open.
Is this the Grandmaster?
A storm raged within him. He had only heard of his Grandmaster's might from his Master before, but he had never witnessed him in action.
He had been fighting evenly with his Master, and he considered his Master to be incredibly powerful, someone he looked up to as invincible. Yet, his Grandmaster arrived and with a casual wave of his hand, both knelt, spat blood, and had their cultivation crippled.
This was truly like a giant stepping on an ant, casually taking a life with a flick of his hand.
Hiss...
Truly terrifying.
Looking at Xia Feng's retreating figure, Zhou Gangyi now described him as an immortal. He considered himself the most devout disciple and grandson of his Grandmaster.
You, come here. Xia Feng beckoned to Pu Zaiye.
Pu Zaiye had long been scared witless, breathing more in than out, almost dying of fright.
Hearing Xia Feng call him, Pu Zaiye instinctively ran over and immediately knelt to the ground, stammering incoherently, "Spare... spare my life, I was also taken by them to do hard labor."
Go back and inform your sect. These two will not be returning. Tell your sect leader that if they dare to violate the Cultivator's Covenants and act against ordinary people, I will personally annihilate your sect.
Xia Feng ignored Pu Zaiye's plea and instead issued a warning.
Yes, yes, I will relay the message. Pu Zaiye nodded frantically, fearing that any delay would mean he would never have the chance to nod again.
Take these two away and deal with them according to the Cultivator's Covenants. Xia Feng instructed Long Aotian before walking towards the villa.
Jin Xiaochen, curled up on the sofa, jolted upon seeing Xia Feng suddenly enter. She stood up with surprise, exclaiming, "Young Master Xia, why are you here?"
Such incidents will not happen again. These people who kidnapped you are martial arts practitioners who have been training for a long time, which is why they appear somewhat unusual. They have now been dealt with. Xia Feng said, glancing at Jin Xiaochen and offering comfort.
He had met Jin Xiaochen a few times. She was the primary target of the kidnapping. Apart from Xia Feng, Jin Xiaochen didn't know anyone else here, so Xia Feng walked in to console her.
Mhm, thank you, Young Master Xia. Jin Xiaochen's heart settled completely after Xia Feng entered.
For some reason, Xia Feng's appearance gave her an unprecedented sense of security.
This sense of security was ineffable.
Rest well. Xia Feng said, then turned and left the villa.
Farewell, Young Master Xia.
Jin Xiaochen stared blankly at Xia Feng's departing figure, her gaze lingering on his back for a long time.
She sighed inwardly, realizing that she and Young Master Xia were ultimately from different worlds.
Although she was a celebrity, a star who was looked up to by her fans, she was also a woman, an ordinary woman who could be moved by a man.