Venerable Martial Emperor

After listening to Meng Heetang's words, Xu Feng burst into laughter. He was simply telling a joke. It was obvious that he couldn't defeat Meng Heetang and wanted to escape, but he was questioning whether Xu Feng could stop him!    

It wasn't that Xu Feng was arrogant and conceited. It was difficult for him to keep five people, but it was more than enough to keep Meng Heetang.    

The laughter gradually stopped. Meng Heetang's eyes became darker and darker. Naturally, he could hear a threat from Xu Feng's laughter.    

Before this, Meng Heetang had never thought that he would reach this step. Now, he seemed to be in a dilemma.    

"Today, I, Xu Feng, will make you stay!"    

His voice echoed in the dark night. Every word he spoke was sonorous, making people unable to doubt his determination. At the same time, Xia Yuvlaan and Ka Te stood out and stared at the five people in front of them with burning eyes.    

"Do you really think we are afraid of you?"    

Before Meng Heetang could say anything, the rest of the Ghost Cloth Guard were furious. They were the Ghost Cloth Guard of Ghost Market, but now they were being humiliated by Xu Feng. The few of them who were reluctant to leave exploded at this moment. Once again, they increased their strength!    

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Another round of battle began. Xu Feng was fighting against Meng Heetang, while Xia Yuvlaan and Ka Te were fighting against the other four Ghost Cloth Guard. Unfortunately, their anger could not allow them to win. After a fierce battle, both sides were seriously injured.    

Xu Feng, Xia Yuvlaan, and Ka Te were covered in blood, while the other five Ghost Cloth Guard were lying on the ground, on the verge of death. They could lose their lives at any moment!    

"Cough, cough, cough..."    

They coughed weakly. Their voices were weak and powerless. As long as Xu Feng wanted to, he could end their lives at any time. However, tonight, he did not want to kill these five people. Killing one of them was enough.    

Capturing the leader of the bandits was a common saying. As the leader, killing Meng Heetang would be an insult to the Ghost Market. As for his subordinates, although they were powerful, they would have plenty of opportunities in the future.    

After resting for a while, Xu Feng got up. His face was covered in blood. Under the illumination of the night sky, only his bright eyes could tell his face.    

When he came to Meng Heetang, Xu Feng looked at him coldly. His originally bright eyes were now like a blade, piercing into his heart. He could even feel the coldness of the blade.    

"You... How did you do it?"    

Even now, he still couldn't believe that Xu Feng could replicate his martial arts. In fact, Xu Feng was even more powerful than him. In the end, he was completely defeated by Xu Feng.    

"How did you do it? This isn't a problem for you. Now, it's time for you to worry about your own life!"    

Xu Feng sneered and condensed a weak force in his hand. The battle just now had consumed all of his strength. He had barely managed to subdue Meng Heetang with his life on the line. Now, he didn't have much strength left. However, it was enough to kill Meng Heetang!    

"You dare!?"    

Although Meng Heetang wanted to use his greatest strength to question Xu Feng, his meridians had been damaged. When he said this, he almost vomited blood.    

Xu Feng, who was covered in blood, grinned. He looked like a ghost king from the ghost realm, causing Meng Heetang's heart to tremble. The fierceness in his eyes dimmed. He seemed to have understood his fate.    

Without wasting any more time talking nonsense with Meng Heetang, Xu Feng raised his hand and the blade fell down. Blood splashed everywhere, and Meng Heetang's throat kept spurting out blood. The blood rose several meters high, and his life ended just like that!    

"What should we do with them?"    

They had already expected that Meng Heetang would be killed. Therefore, they didn't find it strange. Ka Te and Meng Heetang came to Xu Feng's side and asked.    

"Let the tiger return to the mountain!"    

After Xu Feng said these words, he said to them, "Remember what happened tonight. Go back and tell that old ghost from Ghost Market that I, Xu Feng, will come and settle the score with him one day!"    

The four Ghost Cloth Guard looked into Xu Feng's eyes and remained silent. In fact, they were so scared that they didn't dare to make a sound. If the scene of blood splashing on their bodies just now happened, they wouldn't be able to imagine what would happen.    

After a long period of war, Xu Feng and the other two didn't stay any longer. They were now severely injured. If they encountered the people of the three major families, they could easily kill them.    

The three of them supported each other as they left. Their wobbly silhouettes disappeared into the bright sky. The four Ghost Cloth Guard only heaved a sigh of relief after they left.    

"Chief Meng actually died at the hands of this kid. This is unbelievable!"    

The Ghost Cloth Guard's face was full of bitterness. It was Xu Feng who had spared their lives. It was as if he had given them to beggars. It was hard for them to accept this.    

"That's right! This kid has already jumped through the dragon gate. None of us are a match for him!"    

It was difficult to say such words, but they had to admit that Xu Feng was indeed stronger than them.    

"What's wrong? Do you want to leave?"    

After resting for a while, they recovered some of their strength and endured the pain in their bodies. Just as they wanted to stand up and return to Ghost Market, a cold voice rang out.    

"Who!?"    

Those who came with ill intentions didn't come. Just from the voice alone, they could feel a sense of danger. In an instant, all the hairs on their bodies stood up.    

In the darkness, a figure slowly walked out. He was also wearing a black robe. He had a charming figure and charming eyes. If Xu Feng was here, he would definitely find out that she was Yeh Qiangwei, the one who had messaged Xu Feng earlier.    

"Who are you?"    

The four Ghost Cloth Guard questioned coldly. Yeh Qiangwei snorted coldly and looked at them with an even colder gaze. "Be more respectful to me. Your lives are now in my hands!"    

The four of them were startled and immediately lowered their heads without saying anything. Indeed, they did not have any ability to resist. They were like fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.    

After a while, the Ghost Cloth Guard finally spoke, "Fellow Daoist, we are from Ghost Market. We were injured by a traitor today. If you are willing to let us leave, you will definitely pay us a visit to express your gratitude in the future!"    

"That's right!"    

The rest of the people agreed with him. If it was any other time, they would never ask for help. Unfortunately, the tides had changed. In order to survive, they had to give up their dignity for the time being.    

"Hahaha..."    

Yeh Qiangwei heard this and laughed out loud. These people were really funny. She was here to help the person they talked about, send them to heaven, and actually wanted to let them go?    

"Sorry, you guys can't leave today!"    

After laughing, Yeh Qiangwei held the four rose blades in her hand and swung them out. The sound of the air being torn could be heard. Blood spurted out from the throats of the four Ghost Cloth Guard. It was exactly the same as the wound on Meng Heetang's throat.    

Their eyes were wide open, filled with unwillingness. Unfortunately, their life force had already faded along with the blood.    

"Xu Feng, don't blame me. I am helping you. Otherwise, you will be in big trouble!"    

Yeh Qiangwei looked at the four people lying on the ground and whispered softly. This young man who had been teased by her had unknowingly developed a special feeling towards her.    

When they were completely dead, Yeh Qiangwei put away the rose blade and disappeared.    

Dawn soon arrived and the sun rose as usual. It was just that this place... There were a few more corpses, and blood dyed the green leaves red. It seeped into the ground like a red rose. The five Ghost Cloth Guard "invited" Xu Feng to Ghost Market, and in the end, it ended in failure.    

Looking at Xu Feng and the other two, they didn't enter the city directly. Instead, they found a remote place and washed the blood off their bodies. After that, they stopped to treat their injuries.    

Currently, the entire Southern Ridge was in a state of turmoil. If they appeared in any small city, they might be discovered by the three big families. This was also for the sake of safety.    

The Mad Gang Brothers that attacked at the same time as Xu Feng and the other two had also obtained some significant results. The backyard of the three major families was on fire, and the strongholds of several cities were attacked.    

Unfortunately, even though they knew that it was the Mad Gang that attacked them, they couldn't do anything to the Mad Gang.    

This feeling was as if a lice was jumping on a tiger's body. Although the tiger was powerful, it couldn't eliminate the lice on its body!    

After losing the news of Xu Feng, Lu Yifu didn't let the Mad Gang Brothers continue their operation. Instead, he hid in various places in the city, waiting for an opportunity to attack.    

He couldn't rush the three families, especially the three families that had the help of the Murong family. This was a protracted war. Whoever could keep his composure would win.    

Looking at the Ghost Market, five Ghost Cloth Guard had lost their lives to Xu Feng. Everyone in the Ghost Market was shocked, especially the master of the Ghost Market. He was even more furious. The master of the Ghost Market immediately gave the order to send out all the Ghost Cloth Guard. He swore to bring Xu Feng back to the Ghost Market and punish him!    

Everywhere the Ghost Cloth Guard passed, not a single blade of grass grew. When the cultivators of Southern Ridge saw the sudden appearance of so many Ghost Cloth Guard, they had already guessed what was going on.    

In other words, the current Southern Ridge was even more chaotic than the previous Southern Ridge.    

Five days later, Xu Feng and the other two had fully recovered. After using the Sky Breaking Spell this time, Xu Feng's cultivation had improved a little. He could feel that the next time the Sky Breaking Spell evolved, it would be even simpler.    

Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his heart. After all, this Sky Breaking Spell... But now, he had only grasped a little bit of the martial art created by Battle Holy Monarch. It was really hard for him to imagine how powerful this ___ was. Back then, Battle Holy Monarch... How powerful was he?    

"Where are we going next?"    

The war was imminent, so it was naturally impossible for them to stay for too long. Xia Yuvlaan and Xia Yuvlaan cast their gazes on Xu Feng.    

"The three great families... only one of them..."    

Xu Feng smiled. His eyes were full of cunningness.    

Whether it was saying that he would seek revenge for the smallest grievance or that he was petty, Xu Feng would admit it all. If it was anyone else, they wouldn't be more noble than him. After all, the three great families had joined forces to kill him. Now that Xu Feng had the strength to do so, he just wanted to seek justice for himself.    

This was the world of cultivators. As long as you were strong enough, even if the three major families had no grudges against you, you could still annihilate them. Looking at Xu Feng's revenge, it was nothing.    

"I agree. If you want to do it, do it big!"    

Ka Te twisted his body and said in a low and muffled voice. Ka Te's family was born to fight. Now that they could fight, it was too late for him to be happy!