Chapter 918

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Shed all pretense of cordiality

"If you can agree to this condition, we can let you leave the Ruan Family."

Ruan Xuanfeng slowly walked until he was ten meters behind Zhuo Wen. He spoke casually as if what he said was insignificant.

Zhuowen's gaze turned cold. Ruan Xuanfeng was really arrogant. He actually proposed such a condition. He actually wanted Zhuowen to bind his own arms and go to the Shaoyan Aristocratic Family personally to show that killing Shaoyan Pu had nothing to do with the Ruan Family.

"What does my killing of Shaoyan Pu have to do with the Ruan Family?

And what right do you have to make me bind my own arms and go to the Shaoyan Aristocratic Family?

You … who do you think you are? "

Zhuowen slowly turned his head and said in a cold voice. Since Ruan Xuanfeng had shed all pretense of cordiality with him, Zhuowen had nothing to fear.

Previously, he didn't want to deal with the Ruan Family because Ruan Lingyu was the daughter of the Ruan Family. Therefore, Zhuowen didn't kill anyone from the Ruan Family. Even for Leng Ying, Zhuowen had only given her two slaps.

But now, Ruan Xuanfeng had shed all pretense of cordiality and planned to deal with Zhuowen. He even planned to take Zhuowen's life. So, why should Zhuowen have any scruples?

As he spoke, Zhuowen turned his head and looked at Ruan Lingyu, who was imprisoned by Ruan Xuanfeng. He smiled faintly and said, "Miss Lingyu!

Thank you for saving my life back then. I've already repaid your kindness just now, so I've already cut off all ties with the Ruan Family. "

"And now, your father and Leng Feng from the Ruan Family are being aggressive. So, I can only offend you!"

Ruan Lingyu could only stand there motionlessly. When she heard Zhuowen's words, her beautiful eyes were filled with regret. She didn't expect that Zhuowen would fall out with the Ruan Family in the end.

However, Ruan Lingyu also knew that Ruan Xuanfeng and Leng Feng had indeed gone overboard. It was normal for Zhuowen to fall out with them.

"Hmm?

What did you just say about me? "

Leng Feng's eyes narrowed as veins popped out on his forehead. This damned brat actually dared to call him an old dog in front of everyone. How hateful!

"You kept barking in my ear. Am I wrong to call you an old dog?" Zhuowen retorted.

"Good, good!

Looks like you don't know how to write the word 'death'. Let me teach you. "

Leng Feng roared angrily. The powerful aura of an Eight-Wheel Emperor surged out. His right palm was covered in flames. He clenched his right hand, and the flames shot upward. They turned into a blazing sun that floated quietly above his head.

"Sun Manipulation Technique's Red Sun Blazing Sun!"

As he spoke, Leng Feng stomped his foot. Terrifying flames gushed out from the blazing sun above his head, forming a powerful fire python.

Sizzle!

The fire python flicked its tongue and roared angrily. It pounced toward Zhuowen. In an instant, the surrounding temperature soared to a terrifying level.

The murderous intent in Zhuowen's eyes seemed to materialize. Since Leng Feng really wanted to die, Zhuowen would no longer hold back.

Sizzle!

At the thought of this, Zhuowen stabbed the blood spear into the ground. He stood quietly on the spot and stared at the fire python that was pouncing toward him.

"What's wrong with Zhuowen?

Why did he put down his weapon?

Could it be that he knows that he's no match for Elder Leng, so he decided to give up? "

Zhuo Wen's strange behavior caused many people in the surroundings to reveal puzzled expressions. Could it be that Zhuo Wen had really given up on resisting?

"Looks like this little bastard has given up because he doesn't have any hope of defeating my father!

However, it's a pity that letting this little bastard die like this is letting him off too easily. "

Leng Ying covered her face. Naturally, she also noticed the scene not far away. Her eyes revealed a pleased expression. Zhuowen had humiliated her, so she naturally hated Zhuowen to the core. She wanted nothing more than for Zhuowen to die a horrible death.

However, when the fire python was a few meters away from Zhuowen, an invisible force swept out from between Zhuowen's brows. It seemed to form an invisible barrier in front of him.

Boom!

In front of this invisible barrier, the fire python's body stiffened. It was knocked dizzy and continuously shook its triangular head.

"Hmm?

This is … Mental Energy? "Ruan Xuanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly. He immediately recognized the source of the invisible force in front of Zhuowen.

"Mental Energy?

This little bastard is actually an Arcana Master? "

Ruan Xuanfeng's voice was not soft. Everyone in the martial arts practice field could hear him. Leng Feng frowned slightly. His gaze became even colder as he said in a low voice, "So what if you have Mental Energy?

You're only around 75 years old. You're already considered a genius if your Mental Energy can reach Grade 8. It's impossible for you to be that strong. Die. "

As he spoke, Leng Feng waved his right hand. The blazing sun that was suspended above his head was thrown out. The huge blazing sun was like a real scorching sun that fell from the sky. The terrifying heat spread out, turning the entire martial arts practice field into a furnace. Many warriors could not stand the heat and retreated, distancing themselves from the center of the blazing sun.

"What a terrifying attack!

The Sun Manipulation Art's Red Sun Blazing Sun is Elder Leng's strongest attack. Zhuowen is dead meat. "

Many of the Ruan Family disciples in the martial arts practice field had lingering fear in their eyes. Leng Feng's Sun Manipulation Art was well-known in the Ruan Family. It was extremely powerful.

"Do you really think that my Mental Energy is that weak?"

The corners of Zhuowen's mouth curled up. The Mental Energy in his Niwan Palace gushed out and formed a Mental Energy storm around him. Being in the middle of the Mental Energy storm, Zhuowen's long hair and robe fluttered. He looked like a god that had descended to the mortal world.

"What?

Mental Energy storm?

This is a Secret Spirit Skill that only Grade 0 Arcana Masters can use. How did this kid learn it? "Ruan Xuanfeng's eyes widened as he could not help but exclaim.

How could it be?

The young man in front of him was only around 75 years old. Could it be that his Mental Energy had already reached Grade 0?

Was this a joke?

Boom!

The huge blazing sun arrived in an instant and heavily slammed into the Spiritual Storm. Muffled thunderous explosions resounded throughout the entire space. Countless explosions sounded like countless thunderbolts falling from the nine heavens, continuously ringing out.

"Break for me!"

Zhuowen slowly floated above the Mental Energy storm. With a swing of his right hand, the Mental Energy storm turned into rays of cold light and blasted towards the blazing sun. It was like a meat grinder that devoured the huge blazing sun. Following which, the crowd was shocked to see that the huge blazing sun was actually smashed into pieces and turned into countless specks of light.

"It broke just like that?"

Before the crowd could react, the blazing sun had been destroyed. Since when did Leng Feng's Yang Manipulation Art become so weak?

After the initial shock, the crowd regained their senses. They knew that it was not that Leng Feng's Yang Manipulation Art was weak, but that the Mental Energy storm that surrounded Zhuowen was too terrifying.

Puchi!

The moment the blazing sun was broken, Leng Feng suffered a backlash. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying. However, his heart was already filled with shock. His strongest move was actually broken just like that. It didn't even last for a quarter of an hour.

Whoosh!

The moment Leng Feng was sent flying, Zhuo Wen stepped on the mouth of the storm and shot towards Leng Feng at an extreme speed.

"Zhuowen!

How dare you! "

Ruan Xuanfeng also noticed Zhuowen's actions. He roared in anger and surged his Yuan Energy towards Zhuowen. He knew that with the grudge between Zhuowen and Leng Feng, Leng Feng would probably die if Zhuowen really attacked him.

Leng Feng was the second strongest expert in the Ruan Family and an Ultimate Emperor Realm expert. He was the mainstay of the Ruan Family. If Leng Feng died, the Ruan Family would suffer a great loss.

"You want to stop me?

I'm afraid you can't do it. "

Zhuowen coldly snorted. With a thought, the countless Mental Energy storm behind him blocked in front of Ruan Xuanfeng, causing the latter's body to freeze as if he had fallen into a swamp. In an instant, Zhuowen had shaken off Ruan Xuanfeng.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Zhuowen was above Leng Feng. He swung the blood spear in his right hand and slammed it heavily on Leng Feng's chest. Leng Feng felt the blood in his body boil as he spat out a mouthful of blood and smashed into the ground, creating a huge crater.

When he reached the crater, Zhuowen's blood spear flashed coldly. With a puchi sound, two arms flew into the air, bringing with them bright red pillars of blood.

"Ah!

Zhuowen, how dare you break my arms, you son of a bitch … "

Within the deep pit, Leng Feng let out a miserable howl and began to curse Zhuo Wen without restraint. However, before he could finish, a foot stomped on his face, causing his face to sink into the ground. All he could do was let out a whimper.

"Leng Feng!

Ever since I, Zhuo Wen, entered your Ruan Clan, you've been acting all high and mighty. Furthermore, you even impolitely used your consciousness to examine my entire body. You think that you're my senior, that you're stronger than me, that you're high and mighty, so you think that I, Zhuo Wen, can be humiliated as you please. "

"However, I want to ask you a question now. You're being stepped on by me and your arms have been broken by me. Your arrogance before is a joke. You're nothing in front of me."

Zhuowen said coldly. With a kick, Leng Feng was lifted into the air. Then, Zhuowen kicked Leng Feng's chest with his right foot.

Puchi!

Leng Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and flew into the air. Then, Zhuowen threw the blood spear in his right hand. The blood spear streaked across the air and accurately pierced through the left side of Leng Feng's heart.

Under the piercing force of the blood spear, Leng Feng's entire body was lifted up and shot backwards. Finally, he was nailed to a red wooden pillar.

At this moment, Leng Feng stared at Zhuowen with his eyes wide open. His eyes were filled with regret. He had never expected that the young man in front of him would be so terrifying and that he would be killed so easily.

All these were things that Leng Feng had not expected. Right now, Leng Feng could only die with a heart full of regret.

The entire Martial Arts Practice Field was eerily silent. No one said a word. Their eyes were fixed on Leng Feng's body that was nailed to the pillar. Their expressions froze.

"Father!"

A mournful shriek broke the silence of the martial arts arena. Leng Ying dashed towards Leng Feng, who was hanging on the pillar. She wailed mournfully, her voice filled with sorrow.