Martial Arts Overlord

Luo Feng bellowed. Ten Qi Dragons erupted from beneath his feet as he executed the Teng Dragon's Step to its utmost limit. He vanished from everyone's sight, seeming to meld into the air itself.

SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!

In an instant, Luo Feng's figure materialized amidst the horse thieves. Simultaneously, three horse thieves, all at the peak of the seventh stage of the Essence storage Realm, failed to react in time. They and their horses were instantly sliced in two, erupting in a gruesome spray of blood.

Unlike Luo Feng's reckless charge, Hu Caiyun, Yang Wen, and the others didn't dare to advance so rashly. They grouped together and plunged into the throng of bandits.

Observing Luo Feng amidst the crowd, the horse thief leader's eyes bulged with fury. These three martial artists, all at the peak of the seventh stage of the Essence storage Realm, were his most capable subordinates. Now, they had been slain right before his eyes, causing the corners of his own eyes to twitch uncontrollably with rage.

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive! The black-haired youth is mine; I'll deal with this brat myself!"

The horse thief leader roared in fury. Whipping his horse's reins, he charged at Luo Feng. Yuan Qi seethed around him, his body appearing to roil with colossal waves as the Horse-Cutting Saber in his hand lashed out like lightning.

"Sky Slayer Saber Technique: Evil Qi Pierces the Heavens!"

Luo Feng did not evade. Gripping his saber hilt with both hands, his piercing gaze fixed on the horse thief leader through the blade. The Tiger Soul Saber sliced through the air, meeting the horse thief leader's attack head-on.

BOOM!

The Gang Qi collided. A violent shockwave radiated outwards in circles, sending nearby horse thieves and their mounts sprawling. Those with insufficient cultivation were killed outright by the sheer force of the clash!

Luo Feng retreated a few steps before steadying himself.

"Let's get him together! Kill the brat!"

"Killing Flash!"

"Blood Rain Turns Wind!"

The three horse thieves closest to Luo Feng seized the opportunity. With a shout, they simultaneously unleashed their strongest martial arts, aiming to kill him in a combined attack.

Luo Feng's brow twitched. Concealed within the ten Qi Dragons, he moved like a gust of wind—flickering and unpredictable. He effortlessly evaded their attacks, and the Tiger Soul Saber hummed softly as it swept out to counterattack.

"Sky Slayer Triple Sabers!"

An ear-piercing whistle of displaced air rang in the three horse thieves' ears. Before they even registered what had happened, their heads tumbled from their necks. Their bodies pitched forward, blood splattering everywhere.

"Damn it! This brat is uncanny! Archers, fire!"

A horse thief with a chilling gaze gritted his teeth. Glaring at Luo Feng, he waved his hand. Countless arrows, like a swarm of locusts, rained down on Luo Feng, sealing off the space for a zhang—approximately ten feet—around him.

Seeing Luo Feng engulfed by the arrow rain, savage grins spread across the faces of the surrounding horse thieves.

However, at that very moment, a faint dragon's roar suddenly echoed across the plains.

"Dragon Roaring Nine Heavens!"

The Qi Dragons encircling Luo Feng radiated a Glaze-like luster. The ten enraged Qi Dragons soared skyward, instantly shattering the arrow rain.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Innumerable arrows shot off in all directions. Horse thieves who failed to dodge in time screamed as they were struck and fell from their mounts. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen horse thieves had been killed by the deflected arrows.

"Brat, I'll kill you!"

The horse thief leader stared at Luo Feng, his eyes bloodshot. These underlings were experts he had painstakingly recruited; the death of even one pained him. Now, in the blink of an eye, he had lost twenty to thirty men, including three experts at the peak of the seventh stage of the Essence storage Realm. Such a staggering loss made the corner of his mouth twitch.

The horse thief leader, incandescent with rage, pushed his Yuan Qi to its absolute limit and lunged towards Luo Feng. His Horse-Cutting Saber whistled, stirring up an icy wind as it slashed through the air.

"Mad Gang Saber Technique!"

Gang Qi surged from the Horse-Cutting Saber as he slashed out repeatedly. A colossal Saber Gang, over five meters long, swept towards Luo Feng, blotting out everything.

CRACK!

Before the Saber Gang even landed, the sharp Qi Force had already torn open multiple cracks in the ground, sending a chill down one's spine.

Facing the cascading layers of Saber Gang—the Hundred Steps Divine Gang unleashed by an expert at the eighth stage of the Hell Realm—Luo Feng knew its power was far from trivial. He dared not be careless and tightened his right hand's grip on the Tiger Soul Saber.

After the Tiger Soul Saber was upgraded to a first-grade Spirit Weapon, its ability to augment saber techniques had increased. The moment Luo Feng brandished the blade, a faint tiger's roar echoed, and an overwhelming killing intent emanated from it. The intense pressure made the surrounding horse thieves afraid to look directly at it.

HUM!

A faint ripple emanated from Luo Feng. A massive saber shadow materialized faintly above him, the killing intent condensed to its absolute peak. The two fused, their devastating edge palpable, and an imposing aura swept out in all directions.

"Grand Momentum as Saber!"

Luo Feng's eyelids lifted fractionally, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and an incomparably massive blade of light roared out.

The sound of gulping could be heard all around. The instant the blade of light appeared, the surrounding martial artists felt as if swords and sabers were pressed against their skin. A chilling sensation seeped through their pores, making their hearts tremble.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

The blade of light, condensed with Grand Momentum, surged upstream like an eagle striking fish in shallow waters. Several horse thieves were bisected without even uttering a sound.

After slaying several men, the blade of light, its momentum undiminished, continued towards the Hundred Steps Divine Gang unleashed by the horse thief leader.

BOOM!

The two distinctly different streams of Gang Qi collided. The surrounding space fractured and trembled as if on the verge of collapse. Many horse thieves, along with their horses, were flung into the air, shredded by the chaotic Gang Qi.

"Saber Intent!"

The horse thief leader looked at Luo Feng, a solemn expression appearing on his face for the first time, his eyes even flickering with a trace of fear. He had never imagined that the young man before him, merely at the peak of the seventh stage of the Essence storage Realm, had actually comprehended Grand Momentum! Even among experts of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, those capable of comprehending Grand Momentum were as rare as phoenix feathers or unicorn horns! That last saber strike had felt as if it could cleave heaven and earth, striking terror into his heart!

This child is extraordinary!

The horse thief leader furrowed his brow and did not press the attack. Luo Feng's potential exerted immense pressure on him.

He had roamed the martial world for decades and witnessed countless geniuses, not a few of whom had died by his hand. Yet, this was the first time he had felt so utterly powerless.

Staring at Luo Feng, the horse thief leader suddenly waved his hand and bellowed, "All of you, stop!"

Hearing this, the horse thieves fiercely engaged with Hu Caiyun's group immediately retreated to their leader's side.

"Big Brother, what's wrong? We were just about to take down those brats!" a horse thief captain said, glancing regretfully at Hu Caiyun's group.

"Let's get out of here first," the horse thief leader said, striving to suppress his inner turmoil. He mounted his horse and shouted, "We're leaving!"

The other horse thieves, though bewildered, dared not disobey. They mounted their horses and retreated along the path they had come.

"A wise choice."

Luo Feng sheathed the Tiger Soul Saber and said calmly, watching the horse thief leader depart.

The horse thief leader glanced at Luo Feng's calm expression, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He said loudly, "May I know your name? So that I, 'Blood Ghost' Han Li, can accept this defeat wholeheartedly."

"Luo Feng, from the inner courtyard of the Purple Sun School," Luo Feng replied calmly.

Han Li nodded. "Your cultivation is exquisite; I, Han Li, am truly impressed! Since your group has suffered no losses, how about we let today's matter rest?"

A wave of astonishment swept through the surrounding horse thieves upon hearing Han Li's words.

"What does Big Brother mean by that?" a horse thief asked, looking at Han Li with bewildered and doubtful eyes.

"It sounds like he's asking that young man for a truce."

"A truce? Impossible! I've never seen Big Brother bow his head to anyone. How could he possibly yield to this wet-behind-the-ears brat!"

"I don't know either. But Big Brother's words just now definitely sounded like he was seeking peace…"

A shocked murmur rippled through the horse thieves.

It wasn't just the horse thieves; Hu Caiyun, Yang Wen, Yang Tao, and Liu Feihong were equally stunned. These horse thieves were all experts, and their group of four had nearly been captured by them just moments before. Now, hearing the horse thieves' leader actually suing for peace with Luo Feng, they all felt a bewildering sense of disorientation.

Luo Feng paid no mind to the surrounding discussions. He rubbed his nose, looked at Han Li on horseback, and said with a frown, "Let it rest? I'm afraid that won't do. My friends appear to be badly injured, and I've also suffered internal injuries…"

Shameless! Hearing Luo Feng's words, the surrounding horse thieves cursed him inwardly. Hu Caiyun and the others, apart from looking a bit disheveled, had no wounds at all; they clearly weren't injured. As for Luo Feng, he looked vigorous and full of energy, showing no signs of internal injury whatsoever. He's clearly spouting nonsense! The group of horse thieves was thoroughly incensed.

Hu Caiyun's heart tightened as well. They hadn't expected Luo Feng to be so audacious—bold enough to extort bandits! These people killed for money without batting an eye; his actions were tantamount to snatching food from a tiger's jaws.

This brat is insane! Does he want to get us all killed?! Liu Feihong gritted his teeth, glaring at Luo Feng, his voice filled with resentment. He certainly didn't want to die here.

Hearing this, Hu Caiyun, Yang Wen, and Yang Tao frowned.

"Senior Brother Liu, if Luo Feng hadn't blocked the horse thief leader, we would probably be dead by now," Chen Caiyun said, her tone icy.

"Junior Sister Caiyun, that's not what I meant!" Liu Feihong hurriedly defended himself. "I just feel he's being too reckless. Since the other party wants to let this go, he should accept it and move on."

Hu Caiyun gazed at Luo Feng, her beautiful eyes shining brightly. "Luo Feng definitely has his reasons," she said.

Liu Feihong noticed Hu Caiyun's gaze, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently. His fists clenched so hard they crackled, and he seethed with jealousy. Surprisingly, Han Li did not get angry.

Gazing at Luo Feng, Han Li swiped his storage ring, and a stack of silver notes appeared in his hand.

"These are five million taels in silver notes. Consider it compensation for your and your friends' medical expenses."

SWOOSH!

With these words, Han Li flung the silver notes towards Luo Feng.

SLAP!

Luo Feng reached out and deftly caught the silver notes. He flicked them, a smile spreading across his face. "Since you're so sincere, I won't stand on ceremony."

Han Li's eye twitched. He clasped his fist and said, "May we never meet again! Let's go!"

With Han Li's sharp cry, the remaining hundred-odd riders galloped away, vanishing into the dust.

Along the way, a grim-faced Han Li asked, "What are our losses?"

"Forty-three in total, including our Second, Third, and Fourth Chieftains," a horse thief sub-leader replied cautiously.

Hearing this, a pained expression flickered across Han Li's face. His band of over two hundred horse thieves were all battle-hardened veterans. In particular, the three experts at the peak of the seventh stage of the Essence storage Realm had followed him through the martial world for many years. It was unthinkable that all of them had perished in this single battle.

"Big Brother, why did we let those youngsters go?" the sub-leader asked carefully.

"If we hadn't, we would all be dead within three years!" Han Li declared, taking a deep breath. A trace of fear flickered in his eyes before vanishing as he spoke in a somber voice.

If the battle had continued, he was sixty percent confident he could defeat Luo Feng. But as for killing him? He had less than thirty percent confidence. Having roamed the martial world for many years, Han Li knew very well how terrifying geniuses were. No one could predict how fast a genius would grow. If one couldn't eliminate such a person completely, they would inevitably face devastating retaliation in the future! Especially an unparalleled genius who had comprehended Grand Momentum by the age of fifteen or sixteen! He didn't feel the sting of spending five million taels of silver to resolve this; on the contrary, he felt somewhat fortunate.