Chu Feng advanced step by step toward Jian Fengyi and the others. His purple robe billowed without wind, his eyes exuded a piercing chill, and his entire being radiated a bone-cutting murderous aura, like a god of slaughter.
Faced with this Chu Feng, the members of both the World Alliance and the Sword Dao Alliance retreated in succession, terrified. Some were so scared their legs gave out, and they fell to the ground, scrambling to crawl away.
Only Jian Fengyi stood his ground, not retreating. It wasn't that he wanted to flee, but that he couldn't. As the leader of the Sword Dao Alliance, how could he perform such a humiliating act in front of his own subordinates?
Yet the oppressive force Chu Feng emanated now truly unsettled him. Especially glancing at the utterly wretched Luo Wu behind Chu Feng, Jian Fengyi knew he was likely in grave danger.
"Chu Feng, what do you intend to do?" Jian Fengyi asked, his voice betraying panic. Su Mei's earlier remark about crippling him had genuinely sent a chill down his spine.
"Jian Fengyi, I told you before—don't let me see you in the Green Dragon Garden. Otherwise, I'll beat you so badly your own mother won't recognize you."
A faint smile played on Chu Feng lips as he continued to close in, but to Jian Fengyi, that smile was utterly cold and ruthless.
"You want to cripple me? Then let's see if you have the strength to do it!"
Seeing no way out, Jian Fengyi let out a furious roar. Instead of retreating, he launched a preemptive strike. He drew the Dark Iron Sword from his back, its cold light flashing as he thrust wildly toward Chu Feng. Several streaks of sword qi formed from Spiritual Energy shot out, slicing through the air like meteors, their piercing whistles filling the space. In a dense barrage, they almost completely sealed off Chu Feng's path.
This wasn't simple swordplay, but a Fourth-tier Martial Art. And Jian Fengyi, scion of a sword-wielding clan, had mastered this technique to a profound level.
"As expected of our Alliance Leader! He has actually brought the Meteor Sword Technique to such heights!"
Seeing the meteors of sword qi tearing through the air, the Sword Dao Alliance disciples' hearts surged with joy. In that moment, their fear, pushed to the absolute limit, seemed to glimpse hope. Perhaps their leader could defeat that god-of-slaughter-like Chu Feng after all.
"Hmph."
However, when the dense barrage of sword qi reached before Chu Feng, all he did was focus his mind. A faint layer of lightning enveloped his body. The moment the sword qi touched the lightning, it shattered like wood striking an iron wall, breaking apart and dissipating into nothing.
"This…"
This scene shocked not only the onlookers but even Jian Fengyi himself. His Meteor Sword Technique was already perfected; even a Yuan Wu Realm expert couldn't afford to take this move lightly without suffering severe injury. Yet now, Chu Feng had neutralized it effortlessly, without even halting his steps.
"I refuse to believe this!"
Jian Fengyi gritted his teeth. Twisting his sword's trajectory, he launched several more streaks of sword qi. This time, however, they weren't aimed solely at Chu Feng. Instead, they targeted Su Mei standing behind him.
"You're courting death!"
Seeing this, Chu Feng's sword-like brows shot upward. With a wave of his hand, a bolt of lightning shot from his palm like a crackling whip, smashing all the sword qi to pieces. Then, with another swing, that lightning whip lashed savagely toward Jian Fengyi.
"Condensing energy into form? Does this brat actually command a Fifth-rank Martial Art?"
Jian Fengyi was utterly shocked. While many martial arts allowed the condensation of Spiritual Energy into external forms, only a Fifth-rank Martial Art could achieve something like this—manifesting Spiritual Energy into a substantial, almost physical lightning whip that mimicked the real thing in both appearance and essence.
"How can this be? Who is this guy really?"
Only now did he truly grasp Chu Feng's formidable power. But facing the lightning whip sweeping toward him, he had no time for further thought. Hastily raising his Dark Iron Sword, he moved to block Chu Feng's strike.