Chapter 1220 - 1225: Suppressed
Generally speaking, a master of the third layer of Inner Strength can release it externally to harm others, and a master of the fourth layer can almost endlessly unleash Empty Chop Palm power. Only Innate-level experts have the potential to control Flying Swords, and most of them don’t even know how to do it!
"I want to see just what makes the legendary Flying Sword so formidable!" Lin Feng said in a somewhat hoarse voice, completely unconcerned.
"This treasured sword is called Broken Red, and you’ll soon feel its essence. Savor the pain as it pierces through your body!" Ming Yue Taoist taunted Lin Feng with a disdainful expression, immensely confident now with the Flying Sword in play.
"Hmph! Let’s see how fast your sword really is!" Lin Feng retorted scornfully, pulling out a dagger with a black blade, his Inner Strength surging throughout his body, causing his clothes to flutter in the windless air. His slightly squinted eyes carried an unyielding and wild spirit as he spoke, "Make your move!"
"Hmph! Take my sword!" Ming Yue Taoist sneered coldly and pointed remotely at Lin Feng, uttering a light shout. In an instant, the slender sword shot through the void toward Lin Feng, so quickly that he couldn’t even see the shadow of the blade. The next moment, the Flying Sword was already before him...
Instinctively, Lin Feng parried the Flying Sword with his dagger... hearing a strange hiss, Lin Feng noticed the slender sword’s blade seemed effortless, bizarrely veering along the dagger’s curve and then eerily gliding past his arm and shoulder...
He instinctively recoiled, trying to evade the Flying Sword’s sharp blade, but the slender blade had already left a long gash on his arm!
At that moment, Zhou Yang and Xue Qingyi, who had just arrived, witnessed the scene.
"Boss! Are you alright?!" "Lin Feng! Be careful..."
Zhou Yang and Xue Qingyi had known Lin Feng was facing a formidable enemy, rushing over from Jincheng residential area, yet they were unaware of how terrifying this Taoist-like figure in front of Lin Feng was!
The sword just shot at Lin Feng would’ve been unstoppable for either Xue Qingyi or Zhou Yang!
The slender sword scratched Lin Feng’s body, flying over forty meters before piercing into the Longfeng Martial Hall’s sturdy marble wall, blade still humming with tremors...
"Don’t come over!" Lin Feng, hearing Zhou Yang and Xue Qingyi’s voices, did not exhibit excitement; rather, he raised his hand tensely and spoke.
Zhou Yang and Xue Qingyi paused, halting their steps just ten meters from Lin Feng.
Ming Yue Taoist sneered at Xue Qingyi and Zhou Yang, making an odd gesture with his hand, speaking nonchalantly, "You actually have help, not bad! Kid, let’s make a deal; if you hand over what I want, I’ll spare you... Otherwise, if I start, even I’m scared!"
"Hmph!" Lin Feng squinted at Ming Yue Taoist, a smirk on his lips, coldly replying, "Even if you wanted to surrender now, I wouldn’t let you go. You dream of me giving you anything!"
Xue Qingyi’s eyes glistened as she looked at Lin Feng, secretly admiring him. Only a Lin Feng like this could deliver such a sense of security... Despite his current blood-soaked appearance calling for some chaos, his presence before such a formidable enemy was grand!
"Oh? A dream? Is it?" Ming Yue Taoist sneered and hooked a finger, and the Flying Sword hanging on the wall flew back instantly, shooting toward Lin Feng’s back...
"Watch out!" Xue Qingyi urgently warned...
"Don’t worry!" Lin Feng exclaimed calmly, his figure flashed, easily evading the Flying Sword’s attack. He had roughly comprehended Ming Yue Taoist’s Flying Sword’s pattern, straightforward, not as powerful as imagined. Keeping an eye on his opponent’s gaze allowed easy dodging!
"Heh... not bad, you managed to avoid my initial attacks!" Ming Yue Taoist sneered at Lin Feng, arrogantly claiming, "Yet, if you think my assaults end there, you’re wrong!"
Finishing his statement, Ming Yue Taoist directly caught the returning slender sword, lunging forward, engaging Lin Feng with the sword in hand...
Lin Feng showed no fear, aggressively countering with his dagger!
The two engaged rapidly, clashing more than a dozen times within mere seconds!
The persistent sound of clashes echoed, Lin Feng’s dagger lacking the sharpness of the opponent’s Soft Sword, soon leading to multiple wounds from the eerie sword shadows!
Zhou Yang and Xue Qingyi furrowed their brows. They assumed Lin Feng’s melee prowess was unmatched yet before them was this young man in a Taoism robe, wielding more formidable swordsmanship than Lin Feng, coupled with the erratic trembling sword dealing continuous injuries...
Such a terrifying master, where did this young Taoist come from?!
Zhou Yang and Xue Qingyi shared a gaze, unable to find answers in each other’s eyes, a question only Xiang Wang could address!
Lin Feng once again used his dagger to parry the young Taoist’s Soft Sword, yet his arm now bore another small blood mark...
"Heh... kid, you’re quite capable, though it’s a pity your weapon is lacking. If you wield a spiritual weapon, surely you wouldn’t lose this miserably! Alas, you don’t have one, haha!" The young Taoist mocked Lin Feng smugly.
Lin Feng furrowed slightly, spiritual weapon? The sword in this Taoist’s hand must be a spiritual weapon. Its sharpness, flexibility, and curvature were unattainable with ordinary metal, far superior to his dagger!
Yet, Lin Feng wasn’t entirely helpless against the young Taoist. As he approached again, Lin Feng unexpectedly tossed the dagger from his right hand to his left, subtly sidestepped, reaching out with his right palm toward the blade, while thrusting the Backhand Knife at the Taoist’s chest...
The young Taoist was momentarily stunned as Lin Feng reached for the slender sword. Seeing Lin Feng’s dagger aimed at his chest, he realized Lin Feng was trying to play minor injuries for major damage!
"Hmph, clever! Pity, your cultivation level is too low, you can’t best me even with the chance!" Ming Yue Taoist laughed, abandoning the Flying Sword, his figure blinking away from Lin Feng’s sight...
The abandoned Flying Sword flew out several meters then spun in midair, shooting towards a particular spot in the void. Next instant, Ming Yue Taoist emerged from that position!