Chapter 1596: Sao Lang Sword!
Hearing Jiang Feng’s provocative, mocking voice, Quanyang Chun’s whole body was trembling!
Was this him laughing at me?
A堂堂 top Japanese Martial Artist, an elder of the Netherworld Hall, and Jiang Feng made him sound like what?!
"Brat, you’re arrogant enough! But you’ll soon learn the price of angering me, your arrogance ends here!"
Quanyang Chun’s face twisted ferociously, murderous intent rampaged; he clenched his teeth so hard it was as if he wanted to bite Jiang Feng to death, grind him to pieces!
Right then, Quanyang Chun stepped forward, his Cultivation Technique had long since been condensed; a vast aura erupted from his body.
This aura was indeed far more overbearing than Moriyama Noren and Mashino Ikken combined!
He could be counted as the strongest person Jiang Feng had met, second only to that Xiang Family ancestor, Xiang Kunlun!
At this moment, with Quanyang Chun as the center, a gigantic force field formed. Pulled by this aura, the gravel on the ground was shredded to powder; from all directions, all stray sounds vanished.
"Brat, I heard you like to fight bare‑handed? Then I won’t bully you with my status. I won’t use the Swordsmanship I’m famous for. With my ’Sao Lang Palm’, I can still kill you!" Quanyang Chun said with an evil grin.
"Don’t."
Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head. "You’d better use your Swordsmanship. To kill you is just a matter of one finger for me."
"Insolent!!!"
Quanyang Chun flew into a rage!
In an instant, because his aura was too powerful, the pebbles around him rose into the air. Terrifying power gathered in his right palm, his muscles bulged, and his entire right arm seemed cast from metal.
He slammed a palm toward Jiang Feng with a mad strike!
The might and terror of this blow made Chen Longxiang in the back and the woman in the tree both look over again and again, eyes filled with horror!
So this is the strength of a Netherworld Hall elder?
Just from this Killing Aura alone, Chen Longxiang was already unsure if he could be the opponent of this man!
"Kid, don’t be careless! This palm hides a killing move. If you still underestimate him, you’ll die!!!"
Chen Longxiang finally couldn’t hold back, poked his head out and shouted at Jiang Feng!
But Quanyang Chun at this time was already certain of victory. His "Sao Lang Palm" and "Sao Lang Sword" were a matched set: one palm breaks ten thousand techniques. Once unleashed, its Killing Aura ripples across ten li, enough to pierce mountains and shatter waterfalls!
Jiang Feng, with only a mortal fleshly body, would definitely be blasted into dust, with no power to resist!
Yet at this moment, the corner of Jiang Feng’s mouth still held a trace of contemptuous smile. He didn’t move at all, and really did just lightly extend a single finger, seemingly slowly poking out.
In a blink, a terrifying shriek split the air!
Jiang Feng used no fancy moves. His Finger Power pierced the void, and a force that crushed all before it blasted forth!
This single finger, without using any Demonic Qi, was the absolute limit of the physical strength Jiang Feng could erupt!
This power could still be called towering and mighty, absolutely not something a mortal could withstand!
If he were to fuse all his Demonic Qi into it, then never mind that the one standing before him was only an elder like Quanyang Chun—even if every person from Netherworld Hall stood here, they would all be instantly blasted to slag, and even this stretch of heaven and earth would face annihilation, razed flat.
But why use a butcher’s blade to kill a chicken? Jiang Feng needed only one finger to destroy this stubborn fool Quanyang Chun and crush his confidence!
"Boom!!!"
Where the Finger Power passed, it was like a primordial behemoth stomping, like a silent volcano erupting. Jagged cracks tore open across the ground, earth and stone burst skyward, dust roiled.
Quanyang Chun’s Palm Power was like a balloon being pricked and exploding.
The next moment—
Before Quanyang Chun could even react, there was a wet, explosive sound. That terrifying Finger Power, like poking into tofu, crushed through his chest.
His hard breastbone shattered outright!
Quanyang Chun’s vision went black. He felt as if his internal organs had been hit by a train, agony tearing through him!
A hot surge rushed up his throat, and he spewed a huge mouthful of old blood!
And then, the tyrannical, savage aftershock of the Finger Power still hadn’t ended; it swept through his entire body, sending him flying upside‑down. In mid‑air, his blood sprayed out in a high arc, before he slammed wretchedly into the fishing boat behind, almost falling into the sea!
Dead silence!
After this scene, whether it was the sexy woman in the tree or Chen Longxiang, both were stunned, mouths agape, utterly speechless!
Jiang Feng had really used just one finger to easily defeat Quanyang Chun?
A堂堂 Ninth Elder of the Netherworld Hall who had seized the initiative—so pitifully vulnerable in his hands?
Is this kid even human?
The sexy woman’s eyes were about to pop out!
Chen Longxiang was scared out of his wits, his mind blank!
"I told you long ago, you Japanese Martial Artists are all trash. You stole from Chinese Martial Arts and ended up with this half‑assed crap!"
Jiang Feng looked with disdain at Quanyang Chun, who had smashed the fishing boat, and sneered. "If I wanted you dead, that one finger just now was more than enough. But to let you die with some understanding, aren’t you going to use your trump card?"
His tone was like he was mocking a pig or a dog!
"Outrageous, outrageous ahhhhhhh!!"
Quanyang Chun was about to explode!
Just as Jiang Feng said, Jiang Feng had deliberately held back and hadn’t taken Quanyang Chun’s life on the spot.
But to Quanyang Chun, this was also a humiliation beyond measure!
His signature technique, second only to "Sao Lang Sword"—the "Sao Lang Palm"—was actually no match for Jiang Feng at all, and he had almost been poked to death by just one of Jiang Feng’s fingers. How could he endure this? It was simply the greatest insult to his lifetime of Martial Arts!
"You little bastard, you forced me, you forced me!!!"
With Quanyang Chun’s hoarse roar, he suddenly crawled out of the ruined fishing boat. With a shake of his arms, he blasted the broken vessel into pieces. His whole body was bathed in blood as he glared at Jiang Feng with boundless hatred and strode forward!
"You’ll definitely regret not killing me just now, because I will grant your wish and let you witness the most terrifying Swordsmanship under heaven!"
Quanyang Chun’s voice turned chillingly cold as he finally drew a long sword from his hand!
This long sword was famous throughout Japan. Forged overseas from elite cold iron, its blade was three feet three, weighing seven jin thirteen liang. It cut iron like mud, severed hair with a breath, and left fields of corpses in its wake!
With a flourish of the sword, the surrounding air rapidly condensed into Sword Qi, its edge exposed and lethal.
He swung the sword again and again!
Swish, swish, swish! Swish, swish, swish!
Each strike faster than the last!
Beams of Sword Qi were born one after another.
But these Sword Qi all hovered before him, not yet slashed out.
Strands of Sword Qi stacked atop each other.
In the span of a single breath, he had slashed out over a thousand sword strikes!
In other words, a full thousand strands of Sword Qi overlapped, condensed into one mass!
A thousand Sword Qi combined into a gigantic beam of sword light!
"Die!!!!"
With his final flourish, that gigantic sword light cleaved straight toward Jiang Feng, annihilating gods and buddhas alike, shattering ages eternal!