The Peerless Master

"You beast, let go of our senior sister!" The rest of the disciples were filled with righteous indignation as they shouted out anxiously.

Amidst the black fatty's vulgar laughter, Bai Muxue's collar was gently lifted, revealing the snow-white exquisite skin and the shoulder straps of her pink undergarment.

Bai Muxue remained silent. Her eyes were closed, her beautiful eyelashes constantly trembling, as tears of humiliation rolled down her face …

"Do you want to move your paws again?" Just as Bai Muxue was about to lose all hope, a cold shout that caused one's scalp to go numb rang out in the hall.

"Who's talking!" The black fatty's large hand seemed to have been electrocuted as it loosened the front of Bai Muxue's clothes, and his entire body jumped up with a "shua" sound. That cold shout from before had sent a chill down his spine.

At the same time, the sound of light footsteps came from outside the hall. Everyone from Black Wind Stronghold turned their heads and looked outside the hall.

A tall figure slowly walked into the hall with a cold expression and boundless anger in his eyes.

Liu Yi Yi Yi, who had collapsed on the ground, was so shocked that she covered her mouth. Her originally empty and despairing eyes were filled with endless gratification. Two streams of hot tears flowed down uncontrollably, dripping onto the ground one by one.

"Isn't that Chen Feng?" Su Xinlan said with astonishment, "He's actually still alive!"

Bai Muxue also opened his already deathly eyes and looked at Chen Feng. He bit his lips and said nothing.

"Chen Feng, hurry up and leave. Don't come here to die!" Naturally, Xie Ji still remembered this man who had only stayed a few days at Gabriella peak before disappearing, so she immediately shouted out.

"Kid, who are you?" Elder Han straightened his body and cursed in a threatening tone, "Leave quickly or you'll be killed without mercy!"

Facing a kid of unknown origins, he did not know the background of the other party, so he did not want to be nosy!

Chen Feng took one step at a time, firm and steady. "The person who killed you!"

As soon as his words left his mouth, the entire hall burst into laughter.

Every member of Black Wind Sect sized up this man in front of them without restraint, their eyes filled with contempt.

They could clearly feel that this man was only at Qi Disciple level 3.

Anyone present could easily destroy trash at the 3rd level of the Qi Refining realm.

Since the other party was here to cause trouble, Elder Han would naturally not be polite. He gave a signal to the people around him, and immediately, two disciples blocked Chen Feng's path.

In their eyes, killing an ant at Qi Disciple level 3 was as easy as flipping his palm.

"Brat, it's your fault for being so tactless. Whenever something bad happens, you have to do it now..." The two disciples spoke with a murderous tone, but in the next moment, their voices suddenly stopped. Their eyes suddenly widened, and their pupils swiftly faded away from their bloodshot eyeballs.

"What's going on with you two? Quickly kill that brat!" Behind him, there were some Black Wind Sect disciples who did not understand and loudly ridiculed him, "Why are you not moving anymore? Are you scared by a Third Stage Qi Disciple kid?"

However, their mocking laughter also immediately disappeared. The two disciples knelt before Chen Feng and then fell straight at Chen Feng's feet with a "putong" sound. A stream of blood slowly flowed out from under their bodies, forming a shallow pool of blood.

"Kid, you dare to kill?" The disciples of Black Wind Stronghold suddenly clamored. Without Elder Han's orders, the dozen or so disciples had already brandished their flying swords and charged towards Chen Feng. Amongst them, the weakest was at the 9th level of Qi Disciple, and the most powerful were all high level Natal Condensation masters!

Liu Yiyi's face lit up. Every time this man that worried her would appear, he would bring about a miracle. What miracle would happen this time?

Unknowingly, her palms were already soaked through. It was nervous sweat.

Chen Feng laughed. It was a ridiculing laugh, one that made one's heart palpitate.

He stretched out the sword fingers on his right hand, and streams of fierce sword Qis formed from zhen yuan rushed towards the ten Black Wind Stronghold disciples.

Facing these people, Chen Feng was too lazy to even summon his flying sword.

The sword Qis crisscrossed the air, like numerous swift and fierce venomous snakes. Each of them was aimed at the vital areas of the opponent's body.

Blood splattered everywhere as wails and wails filled the air.

In the blink of an eye, there were several more corpses in the hall.

Their eyes were still open, filled with contempt and contempt, as if they were still unaware of their own deaths.

"Who else?" Chen Feng stepped over the corpses on the ground without any hesitation, as if he was stepping over a few of the mischievous rocks on the ground.

The remaining disciples of Black Wind Stronghold all cowered.

Never would he have thought that this third level Qi Cultivating Stage kid was so powerful. Before he even saw this person make a move, half of his people had already died.

Regarding the unknown, no matter who it was, they would all feel afraid. Right now, Chen Feng was the unknown.

"You arrogant brat!" Elder Han stepped forward and true essence gushed out of his body without regard for his life. A low-grade treasure rank flying sword buzzed in front of him, like a venomous snake that was ready to swallow a person.

Elder Han was furious. Today's matter was something he had requested from the sect's pill refiner, Elder Shen. The sect was not aware of this at all. But this brat in front of him had killed so many disciples. How was he going to explain this after he returned to the sect?

Only by killing this person and bringing all of the women from Jade Luo Peak back to the Black Wind Stronghold to become high-ranking slaves, would they be able to stop pursuing the matter!

Unknowingly, Elder Han had already made up his mind.

This was the sect's sword technique from the Black Wind Stronghold, called the "Black Wind Sword Art". Under the black wind, not even a corpse was left, it was extremely vicious.

"Han City, you're bullying the weak! How shameless of you!" Xie Ji scolded loudly, her tone filled with worry. In her eyes, no matter how powerful Chen Feng was, he was still a junior. He would definitely be defeated by the attacks of an expert of the older generation like Han City.

Elder Han did not say anything, but maliciously grinned as he increased the output of his true essence. Immediately, the black wind became even fiercer, and a faint fishy smell faintly emerged.

"Chen Feng, quickly dodge!" Xie Ji understood the might of the black wind and loudly warned Chen Feng.

However, it was as if Chen Feng did not hear it. He stood still on the spot as if he was scared stiff.

"Could this kid be courting death?" Xie Ji dejectedly thought that under the effect of the Black Wind Sword Technique in Han City, Chen Feng would be minced into a pile of minced meat very soon.

Only Liu Yiyi was still looking at Chen Feng with full trust. This man would definitely create another miracle!

The black wind pressed down, completely enveloping Chen Feng within. A painful scraping sound resounded throughout the hall.

"We're doomed..." Xie Ji closed her eyes in despair.