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Chapter 37: Counterattack, Tenth Level of Qi Formation!

Ling Feng\'s eyes sparkled with a keen brilliance, emanating a bone-chilling intensity.

For those who were evil, death would be a just retribution!

A sword slashed through the air!

With a burst of sword qi, the fragmented starry essence of the Starshatter Sword Technique transformed into myriad twinkling stars, aiming directly for Li Changqing\'s heart.

With a fierce determination to kill, Li Changqing executed a frenzied downward slash. The subtle green aura, akin to a gentle breeze turning deadly, intertwined with the sword\'s motion. The blade\'s radiance fragmented into eight, creating a dynamic and unpredictable display.

This was a sword technique of the wind element!

Ling Feng skillfully avoided Li Changqing\'s sword by swiftly maneuvering his body. Simultaneously, another blade approached from behind. The remaining disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect abandoned their encircling formation, opting to unite with Li Changqing in a joint assault against Ling Feng.

Suddenly, sword qi surged from every direction, each step resonating with the aura of imminent danger!

Ling Feng planted one foot on the ground, executing a graceful backflip in mid-air. His body moved like willow catkins in the wind, narrowly evading the sword qi that grazed perilously close.

Thin and delicate bloodstains emerged on his cheeks and arms, evidence of the sword qi\'s cutting marks.

Yet, at the very instant he leaped to the apex, his long sword swept horizontally, releasing cascades of sword qi. All the disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect, except for Li Changqing, stood frozen in place. They maintained the stance of their last sword technique, their eyes reflecting a mix of bewilderment and fear.

Tss!

From inconspicuous red marks on their necks, blood jets spewed out, and simultaneously, they all toppled to the ground.

All four opponents met their demise beneath Ling Feng\'s sword.

"You insignificant scum! I\'ll kill you!"

Witnessing each of his junior disciples meeting their demise at Ling Feng\'s hands, Li Changqing\'s eyes widened in fury. His entire body erupted with qi to the utmost limit, and his long sword, infused with his qi, emitted an intensely dazzling green light, rippling like waves.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Li Changqing\'s longsword danced with frenzy, slicing out more than a dozen green sword lights in rapid succession, all converging towards Ling Feng. Every strike bore a fierce killing intent, displaying formidable power. Even an ordinary martial artist at the ninth level of Qi Formation would find each of these strikes lethal.

However, Ling Feng was no ordinary martial artist.

Under the scrutiny of the Heavenly Dao Eye, Ling Feng understood every aspect of his sword techniques. His flaws and weaknesses were completely laid bare, exposed to the keen observation of Ling Feng.

Without the slightest evasion, Ling Feng\'s sword lifted ever so slightly.

This was the opening move of the Sunset Sword Technique.

To kill disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect, one had to employ the Liuyun Sword Sect\'s sword techniques. This could be considered them meeting their end fittingly!

Hum!

The longsword trembled lightly as Ling Feng seamlessly unleashed a strike, piercing forth a dozen or so blossoms of sword energy. They interwove intricately with Li Changqing\'s sword qi.

The collision of sword shadows and sword radiance, the clash of the two blades, created a harsh cacophony of mingling metallic sounds.

"By slaying six disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect, you wretch, your crimes are beyond redemption. I shall shred your body into a thousand pieces!"

Li Changqing\'s visage twisted into a fierce and grotesque expression. His sword movements were unrestrained, and the dense green sword qi, appearing as if over a dozen arms were simultaneously wielding longswords, made each strike lethal!

Li Changqing truly lived up to being an inner sect genius of the Liuyun Sword Sect. Among the younger generation, solely in terms of swordsmanship, he was the strongest person Ling Feng had ever encountered.

"From the moment you laid hands on me, your fate was sealed!" Ling Feng\'s gaze turned icy and ruthless. He retaliated with swift and decisive sword strikes, refusing to be outdone.

"Die! Galewind Annihilation!"

Li Changqing\'s handsome face twisted completely, appearing grotesque and terrifying. His eyes widened, resembling a malevolent demon ready to devour its prey. Gripping his long sword tightly, he ruthlessly swung it downward with a forceful cleave.

A violent whirlwind tore through the air, shattering the surroundings as if everything in its path was distorted.

This was Li Changqing\'s most powerful killer move, causing the earth to crack inch by inch as if plowed by a massive force. The gale lifted a storm of dust, plunging the entire space into an obscured, sunless darkness!

Ling Feng\'s eyelid twitched. The power of this move had surpassed his Stellar Annihilation Strike. Ling Feng admitted to himself that with his current strength, even if he pushed the Starshatter Sword Technique to its limits, he couldn\'t unleash such formidable power.

Nevertheless, a formidable attack would be futile if it couldn\'t land on its target!

Unleashing the Flashing Steps, to be precise, a novel fusion of the Cloud-Chasing Steps and Flashing Steps, Ling Feng\'s footwork reached its pinnacle. He transformed into a mere shadow, effortlessly evading the tumultuous winds that failed to match his speed.

As he retreated, the divine inscriptions of the Heavenly Dao in his right eye condensed. Ling Feng observed the flaws in Li Changqing\'s Galewind Annihilation, all the while moving backward.

"Saw it, it\'s right there!"

Suddenly, Ling Feng\'s eyes brightened. Instead of retreating, he advanced directly into the eye of the tornado. His upper garments were instantly torn into fragments by the wind blades, cutting deep wounds on Ling Feng\'s body. Even as he bled, he pressed on.

However, within the eye of the storm, Ling Feng stood as steady as a mountain, and raised his long sword high.

The blade shimmered with crimson light, its edge turning fiery red under Ling Feng\'s intense flame-like true qi.

"Crimson Sunset!"

A thunderous shout revealed the full extent of the killing intent!

With a surge of crimson sword qi, Ling Feng severed the tornado in half. The unleashed wind force swept to both sides, cutting through rows of trees.

Ling Feng\'s sword qi seamlessly traversed the void, sneaking through with precision, and pierced through Li Changqing\'s chest!

Li Changqing\'s body froze in mid-air.

His eyes, filled with astonishment and disbelief, remained fixed on Ling Feng in utter incredulity.

Tss!

Blood sprayed from his chest. His body broke into two parts as if he were a tree stump cleanly split in two, each half landing on the ground with a resounding thud.

"How is this... possible?"

Li Changqing\'s eyes widened, disbelief etched on his face even in his final moments. He couldn\'t comprehend how he could meet his demise at the hands of a Wenxian Sect disciple at a mere seventh level of Qi Formation.

Huff—huff—

Descending from the air, Ling Feng gasped for breath, while fresh blood continued to flow steadily from his wounds.

Ling Feng did take a risk with that final strike, but had he not taken that gamble, he might have missed the opportunity to slay Li Changqing.

Indeed, it would have been challenging for Li Changqing to kill Ling Feng, but if Li Changqing had attempted to escape, Ling Feng wouldn\'t have been able to stop him either.

Allowing Li Changqing to escape would have left Ling Feng with endless potential problems and dangers.

After a brief rest, Ling Feng regained a bit of strength. He then took out the golden needles he carried with him and used them to stop the bleeding and heal his injuries. These were just superficial wounds, and it wouldn\'t take long for them to heal completely.

Next, he located his dimensional pouch caught on a nearby tree branch where the strong winds had tossed it. Ling Feng retrieved a piece of animal hide, casually cutting and shaping it into a makeshift leather vest that he wrapped around his upper body.

Although not particularly aesthetically pleasing, it was much better than running around bare-chested.

Now, it was time to reap the rewards.

These disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect were not weak. They must have had some valuable items on them.