Chapter 1423: Luo Feng Faces the Eleventh Prince—All Out!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of explosions rang out continuously, and three young Martial Artists were blasted out from the blinding flames, leaving deep grooves on the street as they collided. They lay on the ground, covered in blood, already unconscious.

The only one still standing was the cold-faced youth.

He grasped his treasured sword, leaning his body against the hilt, barely supporting himself to stand. Bright red blood flowed continuously from his right arm and the corners of his mouth, dyeing the sword blade red. His eyes stared intently at Luo Feng, with somewhat unfocused pupils, revealing no emotion.

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed as a crack appeared on the treasured sword in the cold-faced youth’s hand, and then with a crash it broke in half. The cold-faced youth also fell forward, his body unmoving.

“Even with Lin Yue and the others joining forces, they were no match…”

A gasp sounded in the street as everyone’s gaze turned to the same direction.

In the center of the street, a crimson treasured saber, nearly as tall as a person, was stabbed into the ground next to Luo Feng, who stood as unmovable as a mountain. Everything within three hundred paces was reduced to rubble, the shattered ground still sporadically flickered with small flames, enough to show the terrifying power of that punch.

“What strong boxing skills! Lin Yue is quite well-known among our Out Cloud Country’s younger generation, and the other three are hardly ordinary. Yet they couldn’t withstand a single punch from this young Saber man.”

“When he punched, I felt like my spirit was suppressed, too terrifying.”

“Could he really be a disciple of the Sacred Land?”

“You’ve all guessed wrong. Some time ago I visited a friend in the Canglan Dynasty and happened to watch the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament there, where I saw this person. He is Luo Feng, the number one among the younger generation of Canglan Dynasty, apprenticed under Linglong Hall.”

“Really? Why didn’t you say earlier?”

“When he participated in the Southern and Northern Martial Arts Tournament, he was only at the second level of the True Yuan Realm. It’s been only months, and I didn’t expect his strength to reach this level. Seeing him use the Saber Technique earlier confirmed it.”

“With his strength, he probably can compete with the top talents of our Out Cloud Country. It’s surprising that Canglan Dynasty also has such a master…”

The crowd marveled and discussed, Su Rui looked at Luo Feng, unable to hide the surprise and excitement in her eyes, thinking: When participating in the New Dragon List Tournament, I thought I could catch up to him, but now it seems that’s simply wishful thinking…

“Good, very good!”

As everyone was talking, a cold laugh suddenly rang out, accompanied by a terrifying killing intent.

Swish!

The crowd was so stimulated by the strong killing intent that their hearts raced, and they all looked towards the source of the sound.

“The Eleventh Prince!”

The Eleventh Prince strode out, his eyes fixed on Luo Feng with a cold glare.

Seeing the Eleventh Prince step forward, many people’s expressions changed.

“The Eleventh Prince finally couldn’t sit still, looks like he’s going to make a move himself.”

“This will be interesting. The Violent Dream Song practiced by the Eleventh Prince is the royal family’s absolute skill, a top-tier earth level Sound Skill. It’s said that this cultivation technique was created by Qin Hou, the current top of the Ten Venerables, and its power is extraordinary.”

“I wonder which of the two has the superior skill.”

Su Rui glanced at the Eleventh Prince, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. Having lived in the royal palace for two years, she knew well the terror of the Violent Dream Song. Moreover, the Eleventh Prince was a peak True Yuan Realm level six Martial Artist, his cultivation surpassing two levels above Luo Feng…

After a brief thought, Su Rui spoke to the Eleventh Prince: “Su Yu, let’s end things here today.”

“Scram!”

The Eleventh Prince’s gaze turned cold, and he waved his hand.

Bang!

The air exploded, and a terrifying Qi Force enveloped Su Rui, which she narrowly avoided.

“You have no right to call my name, if you didn’t carry half of the father’s bloodline, I would have killed you long ago. After dealing with this brat, I’ll handle you properly!”

The Eleventh Prince snorted coldly, casting his gaze towards Luo Feng, murderous intent flooding from his eyes, “Brat, I want to see you die with no remains!”

“Luo Feng…”

Su Rui wanted to advise Luo Feng to leave, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt an irresistible force pushing her away, forcing her back by hundreds of meters with a single palm from Luo Feng.

“Heh.”

Forcing Su Rui back, Luo Feng let out a cold chuckle, looked up at the Eleventh Prince, “Don’t worry, if you don’t come to find me, I will come for you!”

Bang!

As he spoke, Luo Feng stomped the ground, and Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber burst from the earth, landing in his right hand. A blood-red Saber Gang several meters long emitted from the blade, and the imposing Saber Intent and combat spirit spread, overpowering the aura emanating from the Eleventh Prince.

“Seeking death!”

The Eleventh Prince’s eyes were filled with intense killing intent, and he stepped forward, cracking the ground beneath his feet. In his hand, the jade flute burst with intense green light, striking into the air repeatedly.

“Green Light Thunder Flash!”

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…

The air face exploded, and astonishingly powerful green beams emerged, like green thunderbolts, charging forth with tremendous ferocity.

Before mastering the Su Family’s absolute skill Violent Dream Song, the Eleventh Prince was originally a Sword Cultivator. In his view, defeating a Martial Artist at the mid-stage of the True Yuan Realm level six didn’t even require using Violent Dream Song, so he immediately resorted to Swordsmanship.

The sky-full green light first dispersed, then converged midway, suddenly tightening, the speed and momentum greatly enhanced, sweeping towards Luo Feng, fast like lightning.

Luo Feng’s clothing fluttered violently in the wind, yet he stood unmoved, directly slashing out with his saber, instantly cleaving the green beams apart.

The Eleventh Prince frowned, his body suddenly disappeared from its original place, and multiplied into countless figures, surrounding Luo Feng instantly, changing constantly. Each figure emitted extremely powerful Sword Intent, gathering together and piercing a large hole through the flowing clouds in the sky.

“Almost forgot that the Eleventh Prince was initially renowned as a Swordsman. Later he cultivated Violent Dream Song, becoming a Sound Skill Martial Artist. Judging by the power of this Swordsmanship, he hasn’t abandoned the path of Sword Cultivation over the years.”

Someone made a comment, at this moment, the Eleventh Prince’s cold shout resounded.

“Sky Full of Azure Flame!”

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish…

Instantly, all the figures began to perform Swordsmanship simultaneously, streams of green Sword Qi shot out like meteors, tearing through the air, densely charging towards Luo Feng, filling the entire space.

Luo Feng’s eyes were cold as he ignored the slashing green Sword Qi, hands gripping Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, the Grand Momentum spread out, splitting open the ground before the blade, then he swung the saber to slash.

As he swung the saber, everyone was under the illusion that the blade disappeared, leaving only a fiercely burning flame. The next moment, the flame shattered into countless terrifying Saber Qi, spreading in all directions.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…

The invisible Grand Momentum greatly reduced the sharpness of the green Sword Qi, the Saber Qi pierced through like a huge net, the approaching green Sword Light shattered one after another.

Bang!

The Eleventh Prince was forced back several steps by a Saber Qi.

“This brat!”

Looking at the ground with the enormous crisscrossed Slash Marks, the Eleventh Prince’s mind was shaken, looking at Luo Feng, his gloomy eyes expressed a mix of anger and seriousness.

As soon as he made a move, he fully understood why Lin Yue and others were defeated so thoroughly, the opponent’s strength was immensely powerful, not at all like a mid-stage Martial Artist of the True Yuan Realm level six. Just meeting the opponent’s gaze conveyed an invisible oppressive feeling rushing at him, making his True Yuan within seem stagnant.

Bang!

Amidst the chaotic Qi Force, with one punch, Luo Feng shattered the last Sword Qi, stepping forward, his piercing gaze fixated on the Eleventh Prince, coldly laughing:

“Since you don’t want to use your full strength, then it’s my turn!”