Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 699 - 697: The Unexpected Variable! (Third Update)

Chapter 699: Chapter 697: The Unexpected Variable! (Third Update)

After he killed Elder Hong, Luo Feng took out a pill to recover his Yuan Qi.

The Spiritual Transformation of Divine Dragon Nine Changes allowed him to unleash his maximum potential within a short period, displaying strength beyond his cultivation limit, but it drained a great deal of energy.

Just a moment ago, he had consumed nearly thirty percent of his Yuan Qi. This was due to his extraordinary constitution; if it were an ordinary martial artist at the early stage of the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, their Yuan Qi would probably have been exhausted in an instant.

Luo Feng had initially intended to defeat Elder Hong with the Nine Suns White Flame Saber, but he refrained from employing it so as not to reveal his Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber and Nine Suns Cultivation.

Luo Feng released a gentle breath, his gaze directed downwards, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

At this moment, the Green Flame Adventure Group and the Cold Origin Adventure Group were still embroiled in a fierce battle, with wins and losses on both sides. But with its numerous experts, the Cold Origin Adventure Group had already gained control of the overall situation, and Lanyu and the others were in constant peril.

Seeing several martial artists from the Cold Origin Adventure Group surrounding Lanyu to launch an attack, Luo Feng’s eyes flashed. The Rage Flame Knife was airborne and slashed down.

"Golden Sun Fiery Blaze Slash!"

Of the three saber techniques of the Golden Sun Great Destruction Saber, the Golden Sun Fiery Blaze Slash was the weakest, but it had the widest range of attack.

HISS!

The crimson saber light stirred the surrounding air currents, forming a large tornado of flames that spiraled downwards, tracing a breathtaking trajectory in the void.

SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH! SQUELCH!

The four experts from the Cold Origin Adventure Group who rushed toward Lanyu were engulfed by the saber light before they could even launch an attack, dying instantly.

BOOM!

The undiminished aftershock of the Saber Qi shot forward. Tens of meters of fiery Saber Qi, like a thunderbolt bombardment, carved a deep trench into the street. Nearby Cold Origin Adventure Group martial artists were either killed or injured.

"Isn’t it time for you all to stop?"

Luo Feng’s gaze swept around the area. His brilliant eyes, like two treasured blades, emanated an inexplicable aura of authority.

Wherever his gaze landed, the martial artists of both the Cold Origin and Green Flame Adventure Groups retreated, staring at Luo Feng in astonishment.

The Cold Origin Adventure Group martial artists noticed Elder Hong’s body and cried out in shock, "Elder Hong is dead!"

"How is that possible! Elder Hong is a martial artist at the middle stage of the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, how could he be killed!"

Many of the Cold Origin Adventure Group martial artists were in disbelief. When they saw Luo Feng, they seemed to recall something, and their faces changed drastically.

Lanyu wiped the sweat from her forehead, her bright eyes flashing as she looked at Luo Feng. She was well aware that Luo Feng had just broken through to the early stage of the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, so she was particularly shocked by Elder Hong’s defeat.

"I am finding it harder and harder to see through you."

Lanyu exhaled softly, admiration and envy apparent on her still-flushed face.

WHOOSH!

Luo Feng’s figure flashed, appearing on the street, and he started walking towards Lengxiao.

The Cold Origin Adventure Group martial artists blocking his path hesitated for a moment, then moved aside, not daring to obstruct him.

"Die!"

Suddenly, a sword light slashed towards Luo Feng from the left, swift as lightning.

SHINK!

As if Luo Feng had eyes in the back of his head, he slashed out with his saber behind him without turning.

SQUELCH!

A fresh, bloody scent filled the air. One Cold Origin Adventure Group martial artist clutched his throat with both hands and collapsed with a thud, blood streaming from between his fingers.

"Retreat quickly!"

Seeing this, those nearby turned pale with fright and retreated in disarray.

This was no joke! Elder Hong, a martial artist at the middle stage of the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, had been slain. Even if all of them attacked together, they would only be courting death.

In the crowd, Lengxiao watched Luo Feng approaching step by step, his face pale and his legs trembling. He had never expected the young man before him to be so formidable that even Elder Hong was no match for him. If he had another chance, he certainly wouldn’t have provoked him.

Feeling the killing intent in Luo Feng’s eyes, Lengxiao knew he had decided to kill. He swallowed, suddenly straightened his body, and cried out, "Cui Bo! I know you’re here. Are you really going to stand by and watch us destroy each other?"

"HEH HEH, to think the dignified leader of the Cold Origin Adventure Group would fall to such a state. Lengxiao, you’re truly regressing with age."

A sinister laugh rang out as a figure stepped forward.

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes, inspecting the newcomer.

This man was dressed in crimson martial attire, with a tall build and wild hair draped over his shoulders. His thick eyebrows and large eyes were set in a scar-covered face that emitted a brutal aura, like a hungry wolf. He was actually a martial artist at the late stage of the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm.

"It’s Cui Bo, the leader of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group! I didn’t expect him to show up."

"Cui Bo and Lengxiao are privately acquainted. I wonder if he will intervene."

"Cui Bo is a martial artist at the late stage of the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. If he makes a move, the Green Flame Adventure Group will be in danger."

At the sight of the emerging figure, the whole street was in an uproar.

Lanyu and Lu Qing’s faces turned grim. This man was none other than Cui Bo, the leader of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group, head of the four major adventure groups.

"Cui Bo, help me kill this kid! I’ll be forever grateful!" Lengxiao turned back, his icy eyes fixed on Luo Feng.

Luo Feng frowned slightly. A sense of caution brewed in his heart.

Cui Bo burst into laughter, glanced at Luo Feng, folded his arms, and shook his head, saying, "Lengxiao, this kid isn’t an easy one. Even considering our friendship, it’s not worth me helping you."

Lengxiao secretly frowned, the killing intent in his eyes undiminished. He said, "As long as you help me kill him, I’ll give you thirty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones."

Cui Bo extended a palm and said nonchalantly, "Fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones. I’ll help you kill him. Not one less."

Lengxiao felt bitter resentment. Fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones was quite a fortune, even for him.

The situation was pressing. Though his heart was figuratively bleeding, Lengxiao gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! Fifty thousand it is."

"HEH HEH, I accept your terms." Cui Bo let out a sinister smile. Instead of taking immediate action, he looked at Lengxiao and said, "Lengxiao, his life is worth fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones. How much is yours worth?"

Lengxiao was slightly taken aback, his expression darkening. He coldly asked, "Cui Bo, what are you implying?"

Cui Bo clapped his hands. "I agreed to kill this kid for you. However, that doesn’t include saving your life. If you want me to protect you too, you’ll need to add another fifty thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones."

"This is extortion!" Lengxiao’s face turned ashen.

"Don’t make it sound so ugly." Cui Bo shook his head and laughed. "A martial artist only has one life. Compared to life itself, Yuan Stones are mere worldly possessions. As the old saying goes, ’Where there’s life, there’s hope.’ You should think it over carefully."

Lengxiao’s eyes reddened. As the leader of the Cold Origin Adventure Group, when had he ever been oppressed like this? One hundred thousand Grade Two Yuan Stones was almost the entirety of the group’s assets.

Glancing at Luo Feng, Lengxiao, his eyes blazing, said, "Alright! I agree! One hundred thousand it is!"

"HEH HEH, good. I hope you remember what you just said. Don’t even think about going back on your word afterward, or else you know what Cui Bo is capable of!"

Cui Bo gave a cold smile. His chilling aura made everyone nearby shiver. He then looked towards Luo Feng.

Lanyu’s pretty face changed slightly. She hadn’t anticipated that Cui Bo would actually intervene on behalf of Lengxiao.

"Kid, you must have heard our conversation just now," Cui Bo said, looking at Luo Feng. "As long as you can offer a higher price, I can spare you and hand over Lengxiao for you to deal with."

Lengxiao’s face changed drastically as he glared at Cui Bo. "You..."

Cui Bo ignored Lengxiao. He looked at Luo Feng, waiting for his response.

Luo Feng sneered inwardly. Shaking his head, he said, "I don’t have that many Yuan Stones on me, and... even if I did, I wouldn’t give them to you."

"Then you can’t blame me."

Cui Bo’s gaze turned icy. A powerful aura emanated from him as he took steps towards Luo Feng, about to strike.

"Cui Bo, as the leader of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group, since when did you start engaging in this kind of business?"

Just then, a crisp voice sounded from afar. Subsequently, several streaks of light appeared from the east, entering everyone’s vision. They were flying swords.

On the lead flying sword stood a graceful figure. With a waterfall of jet-black hair, an elegant silhouette, and a flowing red dress, her exquisite face, slightly flushed under the golden light, exuded an air of dignified elegance.

"Leader!"

Some people in the crowd moved towards the woman in the red dress. Apparently, her identity was truly exceptional.

"Luo Feng, that woman is Yan Feifeng, the leader of the Flying Feather Adventurer Group," Lanyu informed Luo Feng via sound transmission.

Luo Feng nodded slightly, his gaze landing on the graceful figure behind Yan Feifeng. It was none other than Qing Mei, whom he had met once in Red Valley City.

Qing Mei looked at Luo Feng and gave a soft smile, radiant and charming. Her bright eyes held a faint trace of surprise.

On her way, she had already learned what had happened here. She was deeply shocked that Luo Feng had managed to defeat Lengxiao and kill Elder Hong of the Cold Origin Adventure Group. Who would have thought that the young man she had chatted and laughed with concealed such formidable strength?

"Yan Feifeng, you’re usually as elusive as a divine dragon showing its head but not its tail. What wind blew you here today?" Cui Bo stopped, his gaze fixed on Yan Feifeng, looking slightly solemn.

Among the four major adventure groups, she was the only one he found hard to figure out.

Yan Feifeng landed softly on the ground, her flying sword returning to its sheath automatically. Her beautiful eyes swept over Luo Feng once before she spoke, "This young man helped Qing Mei, so our Flying Feather Adventurer Group owes him a favor. Cui Bo, as the leader of the Evil Wolf Adventure Group, attacking a junior in front of so many people is beneath your status, isn’t it?"

Luo Feng hadn’t expected her to speak up for him and was somewhat surprised. Seeing Qing Mei standing beside Yan Feifeng with a faint, silent smile, he had a sudden realization: Ah, so it was her doing.

The surrounding martial artist onlookers watched Yan Feifeng, their expressions a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

Excluding the elusive Blood Roar Adventure Group, the leaders of all four major adventure groups in Red Valley City were gathered here today. This was a spectacle rarely seen.

Cui Bo’s expression fluctuated. He looked at Yan Feifeng and suddenly laughed, "Yan Feifeng, you have a point. Indeed, a mere martial artist at the early stage of the Fifth Level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm doesn’t qualify for me to personally take action."

As his words fell, Cui Bo cast a cold glance at Luo Feng. "Kid, consider yourself lucky today. I’ll let you off."

Upon hearing this, Yan Feifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

The surrounding crowd, however, was somewhat disappointed. They had been hoping for a clash between Cui Bo and Yan Feifeng, the leaders of two great adventure groups, but now it seemed unlikely.

"Lengxiao, let’s go," Cui Bo said, turning to Lengxiao beside him.

Lengxiao’s face was gloomy. His eyes, filled with unquenchable wrath, were fixed on Luo Feng. He was just about to leave when...

Suddenly, a clear, resonant voice echoed through the street.

"Hold on!"