Chapter 40

"Looking for death!"

Li Chen was shocked and angry, and he suddenly punched out, causing a series of惨叫声 to ring out.

No longer holding back, Li Chen was like a fierce tiger among sheep, and with each movement of his figure, several people were sent flying, all with broken bones.

Having been confined to the eagle's nest on Ancient Cang Mountain for more than half a year, he spent his days either practicing cultivation techniques and martial arts or using the spiritual fruits on the mountain cliffs to satisfy his hunger. His physical strength was incomparably strong, even surpassing a top-tier first-stage beast. After half a year of battling in the Ancient Cang Mountains, he exuded a fierce aura that even ferocious beasts couldn't match. How could these people be his opponents?

With a series of thuds, he killed his way to Li Qu Feng in just a few flips. Under Li Qu Feng's terrified gaze, he delivered a powerful punch to his chest.

"Trouble!"

Li Qu Feng didn't expect the attack to come so quickly. With no way to retreat, he could only block with his steel saber.

Clang!

A piercing sound of metal clashing, and Li Qu Feng was seen spitting blood and flying backward, his chest caved in, and his steel saber broken.

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and retreated in a hurry.

As a veteran eighth-layer martial artist, Li Qu Feng's skills were extremely refined. Even a ninth-layer martial artist would find it difficult to defeat him, yet he was easily defeated by this young man. What kind of cultivation did he have?

Only one person, upon seeing Li Chen's punch and the flash of grayish-green energy at the peak of his fist, revealed a piercing gaze, but quickly retracted it.

If Li Chen had seen, he would have recognized this person as Li Mingyun, the head of the Li family's medicinal slaves.

"This kid is tough!"

Li Jue Ming's pupils constricted. In his family, only his eldest daughter, who was in the Xuan Yun Sect, had been cultivated due to her good talent and had become a True Cultivation Realm martial artist, and there was no way she could return.

The few ninth-layer martial artists, besides himself, were his second daughter Li Yue Hua. However, he had come in a hurry and didn't know that Li Yue Hua was no match for Li Chen.

If they had communicated a bit, they wouldn't have ordered the attack so easily.

"Don't force me to kill!"

Li Chen coldly surveyed the surroundings and turned to leave.

Although most of these people had bullied him, influenced by Old Li, he was naturally kind and hadn't used excessive force.

If it weren't for Li Qu Feng targeting Uncle Niu and his group, he wouldn't have done this.

Whoosh!

Just as Li Chen turned to leave, a figure darted out from the crowd like a ghost, a cold light bursting toward his back.

"True Cultivation Realm martial artist!"

Li Chen felt his hair stand on end, and he instantly used the Wind Walking Step to dodge the sword, coldly staring at the suddenly appearing old man.

"To think you could dodge my sword, no wonder you dared to come to my Li family and cause trouble!"

The old man in a brocade robe, with a vigorous appearance, held a precious sword that emitted a grayish energy blade, radiating a bone-chilling cold under the light.

"Grandfather!"

The two women behind the guards immediately called out in surprise and joy.

"I just want to leave!"

Li Chen frowned, glancing at the tear in his right arm. He already knew that this old man was another True Cultivation Realm martial artist of the Li family besides Li Yue Qing—Li Kun Feng.

It was because of this person that the Li family dominated and suppressed the other two families.

"Fine, cut off your arm!"

Li Kun Feng said coldly.

"There's only one way to fight!"

Li Chen sighed, regretting his naivety for believing the other party so easily. Even so, he had no regrets. He could only fight to buy time.

Making up his mind, he stomped the ground and shot forward like an arrow toward Li Kun Feng, immediately using the Tiger Roar Fist.

"Hmph, I'll take care of him. You all just capture those lowly slaves!"

Li Kun Feng's eyes narrowed, his sword glowing, and his figure flickering as if he were several people attacking Li Chen. The might of a True Cultivation Realm martial artist was evident.

In contrast, Li Chen's feet tapped the ground, and his body moved like a light swallow, dodging the sword light. Just as he was about to be hit, he suddenly punched out, and with a clang, the sword light was deflected.

"Spirit-grade gloves?"

Li Kun Feng's eyes flashed with a piercing light, and his sword technique changed abruptly. He suddenly thrust his palm from the sword light, a thin layer of pale blue aura covering his palm.

"Ice-type true qi! Storm Flash!"

Li Chen was startled, feeling a cold chill rush toward him. Without hesitation, he retreated, but quickly pounced again, his fists moving like a storm, forming a barrier of layered storms.

He wanted to prolong the fight to buy time, but the other party was experienced and wouldn't give him the chance. He had no choice but to fight head-on.

"Come on!"

Li Kun Feng sneered inwardly. The other party clearly hadn't reached the True Cultivation Realm, yet dared to fight him head-on, which meant certain death.

Without dodging, he increased the power of his palm, the blue aura flickering, and a thin layer of mist appeared around him.

Thud! Thud!

A series of dull sounds, and Li Chen's punches were all scattered by the blue palm energy. Suddenly, their palms and fists collided!

"What?"

The coldness on Li Kun Feng's lips disappeared, turning to surprise.

But as a veteran True Cultivation Realm martial artist, he was experienced. The moment the tearing sensation hit his palm, he gathered all his true qi to his palm, and his right hand's precious sword flickered and thrust out.

Seeing the sharp blade thrust toward his chest, Li Chen gritted his teeth, his fists moving like a storm, and a mysterious pressure enveloped Li Kun Feng.

"This... This is actually a fist momentum, I can't let you live!"

Li Kun Feng was startled, his pupils contracting, and he burst with a fierce killing intent. His long sword, like a dragon emerging from a cave, transformed into streaks of light.

As a True Cultivation Realm martial artist, with true qi released, he already possessed a low-grade spirit sword. With true qi infused, the sword emitted a chilling light, making people's hair stand on end.

The might he displayed was already beyond Li Chen's full effort, though not overwhelming, but Li Kun Feng's solid foundation, experience, and sharp insight were evident.

Even with Li Chen's strongest Storm Fist, he couldn't gain any advantage against the sword light. In just a few breaths, the storm-like fist shadows were all extinguished.

"Swift Spirit Thrust!"

Li Kun Feng instantly found a weakness and decisively used his ultimate move. His spirit sword, like a venomous snake, thrust toward Li Chen's chest, which was left open.

"Trouble!"

Li Chen's pupils contracted to a pinpoint, feeling a cold wind pierce his chest. Without time to think, he reached out with his right hand to grab the sword, relying on the complete spirit-grade glove on his hand.

Sizzle!

Sparks flew, and in the shocked gazes of the crowd, Li Chen actually grabbed the sword, but a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a layer of ice-blue spread over his hand.

"Kill him!"

Li Kun Feng's face changed, and his killing intent toward Li Chen surged. The young man, though only in his teens, had such strength. If he grew up, he would be a major threat to the Li family.

If he hadn't broken through to the mid-stage True Cultivation Realm, he might not have been able to defeat him. Especially the sharp, piercing sensation from the palm and fist collision, which left him deeply shaken.

But what truly solidified Li Kun Feng's resolve to kill was the fleeting pressure that made his figure hesitate when Li Chen used the Storm Fist.

"Kill!"

The guards, upon hearing this, unsheathed their weapons without hesitation and slashed at Li Chen's back.

At this moment, Li Chen and Li Kun Feng were locked in a standoff, unable to free their hands. His youth and lack of experience had once again put him in a life-or-death situation.