"Courting death!"

The cold-faced man frowned, his eyes blazing with killing intent.

In the next instant, the cold-faced man made his move, attacking Ling Feng.

"Let’s see who dies?"

With a light chuckle, Ling Feng flipped his wrist, Ten Directions Annihilation, and with one sword, cut off one of the cold-faced man’s hands.

"Wha...what?"

The cold-faced man’s pupils contracted suddenly, and from Ling Feng’s body, the naturally emitted Sword Intent actually made him involuntarily feel a sense of terror!

That feeling of being locked onto by a Hell Shura made the cold-faced man’s expression extremely grave. He no longer dared to be careless, and a sword appeared in his hand. He lifted it and slashed down, the sword light tearing through the sky as if it would slice the heavens apart.

"Kid, no matter what abilities you have, today, you will die!"

With a low roar, the cold-faced man had already slashed out a sword fiercely.

But in the next instant, the cold-faced man only felt a pain in his neck. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

A perfectly good head flew skyward, blood gushing out like a fountain, drawing a high parabola, the head rolling to the ground, leaving everyone in a daze.

Instant kill!

Facing a powerhouse that had driven almost all the geniuses of the Eastern Spirit Domain to despair, Ling Feng, with just one sword, finished him off!

Perhaps, the cold-faced man was indeed negligent and underestimated his opponent, but Ling Feng’s sword was just too fast!

Almost leaving the cold-faced man no time to react!

This scene was too unbelievable, as if this cold-faced man, possessing the Heavenly Destiny Realm Fifth Realm cultivation, was an ant that could be casually crushed with a finger.

"You...you...you actually killed...killed..."

Long Tengyuan finally reacted, pointing at Ling Feng, his face full of panic and shock, backing away repeatedly, his fingers trembling constantly, sweat pouring down his forehead, screaming in terror.

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction.

Not in vain did he endure for so long, almost consuming most of his Sword Soul Crystal, this Great Perfection Level Slaughter Sword Intent was indeed powerful!

Perhaps the cold-faced man’s strength was indeed formidable, but under the same level of Sword Intent, being restrained by his Slaughter Sword Intent was too much.

Basically, by the time the cold-faced man sensed the threat of death, his sword had already severed his head.

In actual combat, cultivation is never the sole determining factor of life and death.

"Junior Brother Long, run!"

The burly Long Shan growled lowly, drawing his sword in an instant, charging towards Ling Feng fiercely, hoping to use his life to buy Long Tengyuan a chance to escape.

Long Tengyuan’s status in the Dragon Sword Mansion was special, being a great-grandson of a Supreme Elder. If anything happened to Long Tengyuan in the Sunset Ancient City, that Supreme Elder’s anger could implicate the entire family, which would be disastrous for someone like Long Shan, who was nominally Long Tengyuan’s senior brother but was actually a house servant and guard.

The only thing he could do was to die before Long Tengyuan, thus fulfilling his duty.

"Hm, trying to run?"

Ling Feng took a step forward, and with a sway of his Sword Edge, fresh blood stained the ground.

Nobody saw what happened in that instant, but Long Shan, this genius powerhouse from the West Sword Domain, fell into a pool of blood.

The disciples of the Dragon Sword Mansion that Long Tengyuan brought were all astonished, glaring at Ling Feng with a mixture of fear and anger, gritting their teeth as they said, "Kid, don’t act rashly! Are you aware of the immense power behind Junior Brother Long? If you dare harm a single hair on him, even back in the Eastern Spirit Domain, you are destined for annihilation!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

The Ten Directions Annihilation in Ling Feng’s hand edged a little closer to Long Tengyuan’s neck, the sharp Sword Blade gently cutting into Long Tengyuan’s skin, with crimson blood flowing down the blade.

"No...don’t...don’t kill me..."

Long Tengyuan was so terrified that his legs turned to jelly, crying bitterly, pleading desperately, driven by an extreme fear of death, in stark contrast to his former arrogance.

"I... I have treasures on me, I... I can give you anything, just don’t kill me, I... I don’t want to die!"

Ling Feng merely looked at Long Tengyuan, making him feel an immense pressure.

The tangible aura of slaughter made Long Tengyuan realize that the man before him wasn’t just trying to scare him.

"Not killing you is also possible."

According to Ling Feng’s habit, he would typically pierce with one sword, showing no mercy, but now it wasn’t just him; he needed to consider the others in the Eastern Spirit Domain.

In this Ancient City, there were still many geniuses from the West Sword Domain. If they found out that Long Tengyuan died at the hands of an Eastern Spirit Domain martial artist, it would be nothing short of a disaster for the martial artists of the Eastern Spirit Domain.

He might be able to run, but what about the others?

Coldly staring at this coward who feared death yet was arrogant to a fault, Ling Feng’s gaze turned icy as he spat out two words coldly, "Kneel down!"

Thud!

Without any hesitation, Long Tengyuan directly knelt on the ground, tightly clutching Ling Feng’s leg, sobbing bitterly, "Hero, treat me as a fart and let it go!"

Seeing Long Tengyuan’s humiliating and lowly posture in his plea for life, the martial artists from the Eastern Spirit Domain all showed expressions of disdain. Such a person, if not born into a renowned family in the West Sword Domain, would not even be worthy of being compared to a dog.