Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 706 - 704: Shocking Saber Qi

WHOOSH!

Luo Feng’s figure shot out, gliding like a large bird. He covered twenty to thirty meters in an instant, landing steadily on a massive boulder.

Almost simultaneously, two giant shadows lunged viciously from the sides.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

With two deafening roars, stone debris flew. The spot where Luo Feng had just stood was now two large craters.

Under the faint moonlight, two Mythical Foxes, each the size of a water buffalo, were revealed.

The Mythical Foxes were sleek and powerful, their fur gleaming black. Behind them, three nearly two-meter-long tails burned with an eerie Black Flame, radiating a chilling cold. Nearby grass and trees were instantly frozen into ice sculptures.

An advanced Level Five Demon Beast, the Three-tailed Ming fox. Luo Feng’s gaze hardened. The Three-tailed Ming foxes were extremely sensitive to firelight. It seemed these two had been attracted by the flames burning on the mountain peak.

HOWL!

The two Three-tailed Ming foxes, their eyes flashing with a ghostly light, stared at Luo Feng and suddenly roared.

WHOOSH...

A sudden cold wind swept through the entire valley. The white mist condensed into a flurry of ice crystals that fluttered down.

As the snowflakes landed on his bare skin, Luo Feng felt a slight stinging sensation, and his Yuan Qi circulation felt somewhat sluggish. He was rather surprised.

This chilling cold was comparable to Yi Tian’s Floating Snow Qixuan Strength from before.

Too bad, I am not what I used to be...

A cold smile touched the corners of his lips. Luo Feng shook his head. With a tremor of his body, he activated the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, and the pervasive, bone-chilling cold instantly vanished.

Heavy snow began to fall, and in moments, a thick layer accumulated in the valley, illuminated by the flames on the nearby mountain peak, making it sparkle brightly.

At this moment, one of the Three-tailed Ming foxes growled. The Black Flame on its tail flared, and its figure transformed into a black shadow, pouncing out as fast as lightning.

Luo Feng’s eyes glinted fiercely. "Slash!"

The Rage Flame Knife vanished from sight, and a streak of red blade light instantly struck the Black Flame on the Three-tailed Ming fox.

BOOM!

The Black Flame was torn apart. The Three-tailed Ming fox shrieked, its body sent flying backward, carving a three-meter-wide trench into the ground.

Struggling to rise, the Three-tailed Ming fox looked at Luo Feng, a trace of fear in its somber eyes. Its black fur bristled.

A wound over a foot long gaped on its back, blood streaming out.

As expected of a Three-tailed Ming fox, it actually managed to evade that slash...

Looking at the Three-tailed Ming fox that had managed to stand up again, Luo Feng raised an eyebrow.

That strike could have severely injured the Three-tailed Ming fox, but at the last moment, the creature had abandoned its attack, thus narrowly escaping.

HOWL...

The injured Three-tailed Ming fox bared its sharp fangs, its eyes fixed on Luo Feng. It edged a few steps closer to the other Three-tailed Ming fox, low growls rumbling in its throat as if conveying some message.

HOWL! HOWL...

The other Three-tailed Ming fox roared in response. Then, with a bound, it appeared behind Luo Feng. It let out a low growl, and the Black Flame on its three tails suddenly surged, sweeping through the air.

HISS HISS HISS HISS HISS...

The cold wind in the valley abruptly intensified tenfold. Three massive snow-and-wind vortexes shot towards Luo Feng like lightning, carrying countless bowl-sized chunks of Mysterious Ice within them.

WHOOSH!

The injured Three-tailed Ming fox lunged, rushing towards Luo Feng with lightning speed, launching its attack simultaneously.

A pincer attack...

Luo Feng gave a cold laugh, his expression unchanging. He stomped heavily, and instead of retreating, charged towards the three imposing snow-and-wind vortexes.

As he moved, ten golden suns materialized behind him, blazing brilliantly and instantly melting the nearby wind and snow.

With a low shout, Luo Feng gripped the Rage Flame Knife. "Golden Crow Annihilation Slash!" He swung it through the air. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

WHOOSH...

The tyrannical Saber Qi transformed into a Three-legged Golden Crow. It shot out with lightning speed, its momentum astonishing. The snowdrifts ahead instantly vaporized, then vanished completely. The intense heat it radiated was terrifying.

RUMBLE!

The Golden Crow phantom collided with the swirling wind and snow. Amidst the tremendous roar, the snow-and-wind vortexes vanished instantly. The Black Demon Fire on the Three-tailed Ming fox behind them was cleaved open. Its massive head flew high into the air, and blood gushed out, staining a large patch of ground red.

Slaying one Three-tailed Ming fox with a single slash, Luo Feng stomped his right foot hard to arrest his backward momentum. His left fist shot out behind him like an arrow loosed from a bowstring.

RUMBLE!

His fist slammed into the pouncing Mythical Fox, sending massive ripples through its Demon Fire.

The next moment, the Three-tailed Ming fox was sent flying like a broken sack, smashing through several large trees.

"Slash!"

Having knocked back the Three-tailed Ming fox with a punch, Luo Feng immediately slashed out with his saber. Searing Saber Qi shot forth.

SQUISH!

The Three-tailed Ming fox had just struggled to its feet when its body was instantly bifurcated. The Demon Qi enveloping it offered no resistance to the Saber Qi whatsoever.

THUMP!

With a dull thud, the massive body of the Three-tailed Ming fox collapsed to the ground, dead.

Ten Suns Transforming into Golden Crows... Saber Qi that can incinerate Gang Qi. It really is true...

Gazing at the corpses of the two Three-tailed Ming foxes, Luo Feng’s eyes flashed with a keen light.

The Three-tailed Ming fox ranked among the elite of Level Five Demon Beasts, equivalent to a Martial Artist at the late stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Even his full-strength punch would struggle to break through its Demon Fire. However, employing the Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber made it much easier.

Three-tailed Ming foxes are extremely rare, and the materials from their bodies are highly valuable. Luo Feng quickly collected their Demon Cores and other precious materials.

The only regret was that the pelts were too severely damaged. Otherwise, a complete Three-tailed Ming fox pelt could fetch a high price of several hundred Grade Two Yuan Stones at auction.

HOWL, HOWL...

Just as he finished gathering the materials, a series of beastly roars suddenly echoed from the distance, growing progressively clearer.

Hearing the sounds, Luo Feng’s expression changed slightly. He sensed a multitude of Demon Beasts approaching. Among them, a few auras were incredibly powerful—possibly Level Six Demon Beasts!

"It seems they were attracted by the firelight," Luo Feng exhaled deeply, muttering to himself.

A Level Six Demon Beast, even an early-stage one, was equivalent to an expert at the sixth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. Luo Feng had only achieved Great Accomplishment in the Golden Crow Great Annihilation Saber. Even if his Sky Cloud Step also reached Great Accomplishment, he would be no match.

Moreover, judging by the Demon Qi, more than one Level Six Demon Beast had been drawn here.

Without hesitation, Luo Feng released his Soul Power, found a relatively safe direction, and with a leap and a few flickers of movement, he vanished into the night.

「Another day passed.」

After a night of cultivation, Luo Feng successfully advanced to the mid-stage of the fifth level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm. His Sky Cloud Step also progressed, reaching the second level.

The sky was a crystal-clear blue, with clusters of white clouds drifting on the wind.

WHOOSH!

A figure skimmed over the emerald green plains, feet barely touching the ground, moving forward at lightning speed—even faster than a bird in flight.

WHOOSH... WHOOSH... WHOOSH...

Pushing the Sky Cloud Step to its limits, Luo Feng listened to the piercing shriek of the wind by his ears, a look of joy in his eyes.

Upon reaching the second level of the Sky Cloud Step, his speed had markedly increased. In a single breath, he could cover seven to eight hundred meters, nearly half as fast again as the Teng Dragon’s Step.

The wind rushing past his face carried the faint scent of grass. Gazing out at the vast sea of grass, Luo Feng felt a surge of heroic spirit, a desire to roar to the heavens.

No wonder countless individuals desperately pursued cultivation, aspiring to become Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artists. This experience of Aerial Flight, of roaming the world freely—once tasted, it was unforgettable.

I’m already in the outer region of the Red Ancient Wasteland. The Imperial City should be less than two days’ journey away. Luo Feng mused, then straightened the black mask on his face, and with a thrust of his arms, accelerated his glide forward.

A short while later, Luo Feng’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed.

The cool wind carried the thick stench of blood, and faint sounds of fighting drifted from ahead.

His eyes flickered. Luo Feng sprang into the air, looking down into the distance.

Ahead lay a basin where an intense battle was taking place.

A dozen Bloody Shadow Wolves were besieging a middle-aged Martial Artist. The grassland was spattered with blood, and several corpses lay nearby—those of Bloody Shadow Wolves and human Martial Artists alike.

The Bloody Shadow Wolves were powerfully built, their fur the color of fire. They were peak Level Three Demon Beasts, considered quite formidable in the outer regions of the Red Ancient Wasteland. They favored hunting in packs and were brutally ferocious; an encounter with them was a death sentence for low-level Martial Artists.

The middle-aged Martial Artist was only at the ninth level of the Meridian Wheel Realm. He could handle one or two Bloody Shadow Wolves, but besieged by over a dozen, he was in dire peril. Fortunately, his Qinggong skills were considerable, allowing him to narrowly escape death several times.

BANG!

The middle-aged Martial Artist threw a punch, forcing back an attacking Bloody Shadow Wolf.

ROAR!

Several nearby Bloody Shadow Wolves roared and pounced.

With a low growl, a dense yellow glow erupted from the middle-aged Martial Artist’s right fist as he punched out. "Cracking Rock Fist!"

BOOM!

Three Bloody Shadow Wolves were sent flying. Another dodged the fist’s power, its claws tearing a chunk of flesh from the Martial Artist’s left shoulder.

The middle-aged Martial Artist staggered back several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Gazing at the surrounding Bloody Shadow Wolves, which were poised to strike, a bitter, despairing smile touched his lips. This is the end for me.

SHICK!

At that very moment, a streak of saber light whistled down from the sky.

SWISH...

The saber light swept past, carving a gash over ten meters long and several meters deep into the grassland.

The next moment, the bodies of five or six Bloody Shadow Wolves silently split in half, their blood instantly dyeing a large patch of ground red.

What powerful Saber Qi! The middle-aged Martial Artist was profoundly shaken. He had once seen a Saber Man at the third level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, but even that man’s Saber Technique wasn’t this formidable. That slash just now had nearly drawn his very soul into it, as if in all of heaven and earth, only that single slash existed!

SHICK!

Another chilling Saber Qi swept past, and a large number of the hesitant Bloody Shadow Wolves were instantly slain.

HOWL...

The two remaining Bloody Shadow Wolves finally came to their senses. With a mournful cry, they turned and fled desperately into the distance.

WHOOSH...

Only then did the middle-aged Martial Artist finally breathe a sigh of relief. He cupped his fists in the direction from which the saber light had come and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life!"

WHOOSH!

With a sound of parting air, a figure landed before the middle-aged Martial Artist. It was Luo Feng. He glanced at the man and smiled. "There’s no need to call me senior. You can just call me Feng Luo."

The middle-aged Martial Artist looked up, startled and surprised. He hadn’t expected his savior to be so young.

After a moment, the middle-aged Martial Artist collected himself and hurriedly introduced himself, "Young hero Feng Luo, my name is Zhou Qing."

Luo Feng sheathed his saber, smiled, and said, "So it’s Uncle Zhou. It’s too risky for someone who hasn’t reached the Spiritual Rotation Realm to venture into this Red Ancient Wasteland."

Zhou Qing showed a bitter smile, shook his head, and said, "We didn’t come here for adventure; we are all from the Flowing Cloud Region.

"In a few days, it will be the duel between the First Martial Champion, Luo Feng, and Yi Tian. Luo Feng is the first person from our Flowing Cloud Region to earn the honor of First Martial Champion. My two friends and I decided to travel to the Imperial City to witness the battle. We never imagined we’d be attacked by a pack of Bloody Shadow Wolves here..."