Chapter 42

**Blazing Palm Blade!**

It is not an ordinary mystic qi technique, but a lower-grade yellow-level mystic art, a rather sharp blade technique of the Blade Deity Sect. When the Blazing Palm Blade is unleashed, it requires the Sun Heart Method to complement it.

The Sun Heart Method cultivates Sun Mystic Qi.

Cheng Shaowen, upon his first move, used the Blazing Palm Blade, aiming to severely injure the little thief and his accomplice in one go to vent his anger.

Stealing from the tiger's mouth is one crime.

Killing a disciple of the Blade Deity Sect is the second crime!

Crime upon crime, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!!

Dealing with a Sixth Heaven Martial Dao little thief, Cheng Shaowen didn't need to use any powerful killing moves to slay the green-robed thief.

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"Such a domineering blade technique!"

Under the Blazing Palm Blade, it was like leaves falling from all 365 degrees, sealing off all escape routes, and with the attack coming from a higher position, its power increased significantly.

"Wind Following Body Technique!"

Lin Fei was inwardly shocked, but his face remained unchanged. He used the Wind Following Body Technique, the Black Slaughter Blade raised horizontally, and with full concentration, his body spun like a whirlwind, instantly slashing out five blade auras.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!

The palm blade continuously struck the Black Slaughter Blade, and immediately, a scorching heat spread over his body, as if his meridians were about to be burned in an instant.

"Truly worthy of being a genius disciple of the Blade Deity Sect, the blade technique carries mystic qi attacks. This blade technique is definitely not an ordinary mystic art; it should be a yellow-level technique. Fortunately, I cultivate the Nine Revolutions Heart Method, and the Nine Revolutions Mystic Qi can repair meridians. Otherwise, I wouldn't be a match for this guy; he's not easy to deal with!"

From the beginning until now, the blade techniques he has used are not something ordinary disciples can perform.

"Little thief, how does the Blazing Palm Blade taste?"

Seeing the black-robed boy with a strange look in his eyes, Cheng Shaowen immediately understood what was going on and inwardly laughed, "The Blazing Palm Blade is one of the sharpest blade techniques in the Blade Deity Sect. How could a mere person like you withstand it!"

"Average, if you want to kill me, you're still far off!"

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"Boy, you will soon know what will happen when you offend this young master!"

Cheng Shaowen's face changed. This little thief still dared to be defiant even now, and he couldn't help but get angry.

"Thousand Leaves Blade Technique!"

The momentum of the Blazing Palm Blade changed, and he used another blade technique, a yellow-level blade technique.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!

Cheng Shaowen slashed three times, as fast as a breeze, as precise as falling leaves, with no discernible trajectory or trace, and the angles were extremely tricky.

Lin Fei couldn't dodge in time, and a cut appeared on his chest. If he hadn't reacted quickly, that slash would have been fatal.

Although Seventh Heaven Martial Dao experts are difficult to deal with, Lin Fei had anticipated this. In actual combat, it was more challenging than he imagined, especially since this guy used two yellow-level blade techniques from the start.

If it were someone else, they would have been killed long ago.

"Does it taste good? This young master will cut all the flesh off your body to vent my anger!"

Cheng Shaowen roared, his left arm raised vertically like a blade, and he slashed out ten blade auras, all aimed at Lin Fei's vital points, clearly intending to make good on his words.

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Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!

In the forest, the range of their battle kept moving.

From where the sunlight could penetrate to where it was dim.

"Boy, tell this young master where your accomplices are!"

Cheng Shaowen remained calm, always suppressing the opponent with his blade techniques, but a sense of unease gradually rose in his heart. Why couldn't he kill the other person?

Especially that terrifying body technique, which even Cheng Shaowen found shocking. He couldn't figure out what level it was. At least, his yellow-level body technique was no match for this one.

This made Cheng Shaowen even more furious.

Why should a little thief be able to cultivate such a body technique? Such an outstanding body technique should be cultivated by a genius disciple like himself, not a little thief.

"Clang!"

The Black Slaughter Blade blocked an attack, and Lin Fei was forced back three steps before he could stabilize himself, a dark aura enveloping his body.

"Do you really want to know?"

Lin Fei panted heavily.

Cheng Shaowen landed on a tree, staring intently at the boy. If it weren't for the numerous wounds on his body, he would find it hard to believe that he couldn't kill him after so long.

"If you tell this young master where they are, I will leave you a whole corpse!"

Lin Fei's lips curled slightly, a hint of a cold smile, "Because I am the one who stole from you."

Leaving those words, Lin Fei took a step and flew diagonally toward a large tree, seemingly about to disappear into the darkness. They had unknowingly come to a dark place, where the sky was obscured, and many areas were like half a night.

"Little brat, you dare to play tricks on this young master!"

Cheng Shaowen was furious.

"Thousand Leaves Blade Technique!"

Cheng Shaowen didn't believe this person could be the little thief. He knew the power of Zhao Wen's intermediate combat technique. A little thief couldn't recover so quickly.

The blade technique, fueled by anger, became even more powerful.

The blade technique, like dancing butterflies, brought a perfect artistry that took away lives.

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Every move, every strike, was deadly.

The power of a yellow-level blade technique.

Seeing Lin Fei about to die, his figure moved strangely, like a breeze, leaving no trace, appearing and disappearing.

"Thundering Blade Technique, Unceasing Flow!"

Lin Fei, who seemed to be fleeing, turned and dodged all the attacks, closing the distance in an instant, suddenly appearing on Cheng Shaowen's left side, unleashing five blade auras.

The sharp blade auras, white light in the darkness, were silent and deadly.

Cheng Shaowen never expected the boy to be so bold and launch a direct attack.

"Boy, you're asking for death!"

Cheng Shaowen, full of pride, didn't dare to underestimate the five attacks. He used the "Falling Leaves Body Technique" to retreat, his palm blade continuously blocking the attacks.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!"

With a light sound, Cheng Shaowen's body gained several cuts, and blood trickled down.

"Shitty young master, how does it taste?"

Lin Fei moved to another place, a smile on his face.

It turned out that Lin Fei had taken advantage of Cheng Shaowen's attack, using the body technique from different positions.

If it were anyone else, they couldn't have done it. Lin Fei, cultivating the Wind Following Body Technique, moved like the wind, leaving no trace, perfectly executing the blade technique, and Cheng Shaowen immediately fell for it.

"Damn, this isn't the Thundering Blade Technique. Why does it produce white light? Who are you, and why do you have such a strange Thundering Blade Technique!"

At this moment, Cheng Shaowen's unease resurfaced.

Despite blocking the blade techniques, the white light had a significant impact.

Cheng Shaowen, no matter how foolish, understood why the black-robed thief kept fleeing.

He had been tricked.

"You don't have the right to know, because you're about to go to hell."

Lin Fei moved again. After such a long time, he could finally deliver the killing blow. If he didn't, he might not have the chance to finish the opponent, and they might be discovered.

"Unceasing Flow!"

"One Cut, Two Halves!"

White light slashed, followed by a sharp and dangerous blade aura. The sharpness of the aura, even before it reached, seemed to cut through the air.

Eighty percent of the Nine Revolutions Mystic Qi, One Cut, Two Halves!

Cheng Shaowen immediately felt a sharp aura coming at him, carrying a danger that could take his life. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"You... how can you have a combat technique...?"

Faced with this move, Cheng Shaowen was thoroughly frightened. Fortunately, he was a genius disciple of the Blade Deity Sect. Filled with doubt, he first had to block this move.

"Blazing Palm Blade!"

He activated the Sun Mystic Qi within his body, his left arm turning a fiery red, enveloped by the Sun Mystic Qi, a powerful method to try and block the attack.

"Slash!"

Unfortunately, Cheng Shaowen didn't know that Lin Fei's treasure blade was the Black Slaughter Blade, a divine weapon. When activated, the blade aura's power increased significantly.

"Aah... my arm!"

The sharp blade aura first struck his left arm, the Sun Mystic Qi shattered in one hit, and the entire left arm was severed. Cheng Shaowen let out a惨叫, losing his left arm, how could he be a match for the Eighty Percent Mystic Qi One Cut, Two Halves? He was directly cut in half, blood splattering everywhere.

"This... is your true strength, I regret... falling for your trick, coming to this place... and being deceived by you."

With those words, Cheng Shaowen's eyes closed, and he died, filled with regret.