Chapter 1385: Temptress Xuelian, Forbidden Flame Forest

Chapter 1385: Chapter 1382: Temptress Xuelian, Forbidden Flame Forest

A few Martial Artists who had just returned to Melt Fire City, still carrying the dust of travel, walked together, discussing the events of last night’s palace banquet.

Luo Feng and Xuelian happened to pass by the group.

Shhh!

Without warning, Xuelian waved her hand, and a strand of Qi Force shot out, intercepting in front of the Martial Artists, leaving a clear Slash Mark on the ground, nearly half a foot deep.

The Martial Artists were startled and immediately stopped. The middle-aged Martial Artist who had just mocked Luo Feng looked back at Xuelian, his face sinister, “What are you doing?”

Xuelian’s expression was cold, “Retract your words, and I won’t hold you accountable for your offense.”

Luo Feng was also taken aback by the sudden change in front of him.

“Who are you to Luo Feng, that you are defending him like this?”

The middle-aged Martial Artist sized up Xuelian, licked his lips, and chuckled, “Words are like spilled water, there’s no way to take them back.”

The commotion immediately attracted many eyes on the bustling street, and the crowd began to gather.

“Blood Lotus, let’s go.”

Luo Feng didn’t want unnecessary trouble, so he spoke to Xuelian.

“Trying to leave after being arrogant?”

A cold sneer crossed the middle-aged Martial Artist’s face, and with a wave of his hand, the other two figures flickered, forming a pincer attack, trapping Luo Feng and Xuelian.

The middle-aged Martial Artist eyed Xuelian with lustful intentions, stroked his chin, and sneered, “Young girl, following this immature boy won’t lead anywhere. Why not serve me instead, and I promise you a bright future.”

“Heh heh… with just you? I worry you couldn’t handle it.”

Xuelian’s alluring red lips curled into an extremely charming smile, her mocking was undisguised.

“Teach him a lesson, but don’t cause any deaths.”

Luo Feng said indifferently, he merely avoided trouble, but it didn’t mean he feared it.

“Yes.”

Xuelian nodded, glanced at the middle-aged Martial Artist, and walked over.

“You dare underestimate the Black Wind Tiger!”

The middle-aged Martial Artist’s face flushed red, and with a roar, the aura of a late Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artist surged out, causing gusts to whirl across the street, accompanied by creaking sounds as the ground beneath him began to crack.

With a sly smile, the middle-aged Martial Artist lunged forward, instantly pouncing towards Xuelian. His right hand formed a claw, with claw wind like a saber, intending to tear her clothes apart.

Xuelian was born stunningly beautiful, especially the innate charm of the Blood Demon clan, made her every move tantalizing. Many present, noticing the middle-aged Martial Artist’s intentions, held their breath and widened their eyes, hoping to witness the astonishing scene to come.

Of course, some people shook their heads repeatedly, secretly pitying the middle-aged Martial Artist, as they had already recognized Luo Feng’s identity.

Bang!

The air seemed to explode, and the street resounded with a scream. No one saw how Xuelian acted, they only saw the air around her twist momentarily, and the middle-aged Martial Artist was sent flying, spitting blood.

With a thud, the middle-aged Martial Artist landed heavily, creating large cracks on the ground beneath him, his right hand twisted at an unbelievable angle beside him, and the sinew in his fingers exposed vividly, blood gushing.

Seeing the middle-aged Martial Artist’s wretched state, the crowd was astonished.

“Heh heh… let me serve you properly.”

Xuelian smiled as she approached the middle-aged Martial Artist, but her gaze held an icy chill.

The middle-aged Martial Artist looked at Xuelian, terror-stricken, shaking his head incessantly, too scared to even make a sound.

At that moment, Xuelian gently pressed her clean right palm.

Pfft!

The entire street quivered slightly, the middle-aged Martial Artist felt as if a mountain was crushing him, and a chorus of bone cracking echoed within him, spewing a mouthful of blood and fainting directly.

Hiss!

A sharp intake of breath sounded down the street, and those who harbored fantasies towards Xuelian were pale-faced, some even instinctively took a few steps backward, all illusions evaporated instantly, leaving behind only deep fear.

They never imagined the enchantress before them could be so ruthless when she acted!

“Let’s go.” Luo Feng glanced at the middle-aged Martial Artist on the ground, without lingering, leading Xuelian towards the city gate.

The other two Martial Artists blocking their path dared not impede, fleeing to the side out of fear.

Not until Luo Feng and Xuelian disappeared, the two remained shaken.

“You dared provoke him, not knowing whether to admire your courage or deem you hopeless.”

A young Martial Artist withdrew his gaze, looked at the two Martial Artists, and chuckled coldly, continuing, “That young man is none other than Luo Feng, the one who defeated Prince Jia last night, the foremost figure of the Canglang Dynasty.”

“He’s Luo Feng!”

The two trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground.

…

Leaving the Imperial City, Luo Feng immediately employed the Sky Cloud Step, flying swiftly towards the distance, Xuelian trailing closely behind.

“Xuelian, Melt Fire City is filled with experts; it’s best not to attract too much attention to avoid revealing your identity.” Luo Feng said while rushing.

Xuelian nodded, then added, “I can’t stand them disparaging Master behind his back. If not for the crowd, I would kill them and refine them into Blood Corpses, never to reincarnate.”

Luo Feng was speechless but could not say anything further. After all, Xuelian was of the Blood Demon clan, whose principles of conduct differ from human Martial Artists. It’s like sheep eating grass and wolves eating meat; it’s nature, impossible to change in a brief moment. Moreover, she did it for him.

“Master, where are we going?” Xuelian asked.

“Forbidden Flame Forest, I plan to train there.”

This time Luo Feng left the city, not to take Xuelian sightseeing.

Jiang Fengfeng will fully recover in two days, allowing him to use this time to train properly.

He had just comprehended the fourth form of the Four Symbols Ultimate Saber, but it wasn’t perfect, with a slight flaw remaining.

It’s not that the understood Saber Technique has inherent flaws; in fact, both the technique’s intent realm and power exceed his expectations greatly.

The complete Four Symbols Ultimate Saber should surpass ordinary upper-grade earth-level Saber Techniques in quality, rivalling top-grade earth-level Saber Techniques, quite exceptional.

That slight flaw existed because he had not yet used the complete Four Symbols Ultimate Saber in real battle; sometimes petty defects must be discovered through actual combat.

He had inquired clearly that the Forbidden Flame Forest is the nearest perilous place to Melt Fire City, where Demon Beasts roam freely, often harboring powerful Demon Beasts with ancient bloodlines, so he planned to go there to train his Saber Technique.

…

Forbidden Flame Forest.

A series of mountains, dazzling and brilliant.

Among the mountains, be it rocks, plants, trees, or even the mists drifting between the peaks, all appeared vividly red, setting foot here felt like being in a sea of flames, highly bizarre.

A scorching sun hung high, making the Forbidden Flame Forest’s hot atmosphere even more intense, the air inhaled felt aflame, burning from the nose to the chest.

This is the Forbidden Flame Forest, where the Fiery Ruthless Aura in the land is extremely dense, ordinary people would instantly die upon entry.

Inside the forest, two silhouettes moved, rising and falling among the vast red trees, flying deeper into the forest.

Awwoooo!

Suddenly, a terrifying roar arose, demon wind surged, the huge canopy ahead parted, revealing a massive Mythical Fox covered in fiery red crystals.

“Slash!”

A cold gleam flashed through the red forest, the infinite heat in the land seemed repelled by this saber light, in an instant, the entire space turned bone-chilling cold, nearby leaves instantly frosted over.