At the Lin Family, the wedding procession, with gongs and drums, carried the eight-bearer palanquin through the gate.
Lin Yang, the Lin Family's foolish young master, wore a crimson wedding robe, drooling and grinning foolishly, eager to lift the curtain.
“Wife… Wife…”
“Young Master, the ceremony hasn’t begun yet, you can’t see the bride.”
“Get lost!”
Unexpectedly, Lin Yang was incredibly strong and kicked the wedding matron who tried to stop him far away.
Immediately after, drooling, he eagerly squeezed into the palanquin.
“Hehehe… Wedding night! I want our wedding night now!”
“Wedding night?”
Seeing Lin Yang’s behavior, everyone covered their mouths and chuckled.
This silly boy, he wouldn’t actually have his wedding night here, would he?
At the same time, many people sighed for Feng Ning in the palanquin.
The little girl was so small and thin, how could she endure this fool’s torment?
“Ah! You dare to bite me!”
Just as the crowd was buzzing with discussion, Lin Yang suddenly screamed, then roughly grabbed Feng Ning’s hair and dragged her out of the palanquin.
There were two rows of tooth marks on Lin Yang’s wrist, bleeding profusely.
His hand, meanwhile, was already clasped around Feng Ning’s neck, lifting her up.
Poor Feng Ning’s little face was flushed red, full of tears, struggling constantly in the devil’s hand.
“Let go of me… I don’t want to marry you!”
Lin Yang gritted his teeth, his face filled with rage.
“You dare to bite me, I’ll beat you to death!”
Saying that, he had already raised his fist, about to smash it onto Feng Ning’s forehead.
Seeing this, the timid ones even closed their eyes, fearing the sight of her head bursting open.
But at this critical moment, an angry shout came from outside the gate: “If you dare to harm my sister in the slightest, I will slaughter your entire Lin Family!”
As the voice came, everyone instinctively looked sideways, only to see a blur flash past.
“So fast!”
“Swish!”
A red sword light streaked across, and in the next instant, a head was already thrown high, rolling into the crowd.
When everyone clearly saw the appearance of the head, they were all so frightened that they lost their voices, only to scream after a long while:
“It’s Lin… Lin Yang…”
“Lin Yang is dead! Lin Yang is dead!”
With a series of exclamations, the entire front courtyard of the Lin Family immediately fell into chaos.
After killing Lin Yang with a single sword, Feng Wuchen embraced Feng Ning, covered her eyes, and kept comforting her: “It’s okay… It’s okay now!”
“Brother!”
Hearing Feng Wuchen’s voice, Feng Ning’s tears finally burst forth, and she sobbed loudly.
“Ning’er doesn’t want to marry, no…”
Hearing his sister’s cries, Feng Wuchen’s heart felt as if it was being clutched.
“Don’t worry, with your brother here, no one can force you!”
“My son… My son, what happened to you!”
At this moment, a man in his forties rushed out of the Lin Family’s main hall, holding Lin Yang’s body, weeping bitterly.
Seeing this person, Feng Wuchen’s eyes were filled with even more murderous intent!
This person was the Lin Family’s Patriarch, Lin Wan’s father, his former father-in-law, and also the culprit who had extracted his spiritual pulse—Lin Yi!
“Lin Yi, old dog, a year ago you seized my spiritual pulse and crippled my Dantian, and now you force my sister to marry your son. Today… we will settle both old and new grievances!”
“It’s you! You killed my son?”
Seeing Feng Wuchen, Lin Yi’s face was filled with disbelief.
He had personally crippled his Dantian, and he was absolutely certain that Feng Wuchen had become a cripple.
Why did he still have the strength to kill his son?
However, at this moment, Lin Yi was completely blinded by rage; how could he think too much? He immediately shouted: “Seize these siblings for me! I want them to be buried with my son!”
“Yes!”
As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, several Lin Family martial artists swarmed forward.
“A bunch of weaklings, daring to seek death!”
Before these good-for-nothings, Feng Wuchen didn’t even activate his Sword Intent, casually swinging his sword, and several Houtian Realm experts instantly had their heads removed.
“Hiss…”
Seeing this scene, gasps of shock immediately arose from the crowd.
“What a fast sword!”
“Little beast, you dare to kill my Lin Family members?” Lin Yi’s rage was almost overflowing from his eyes, as he roared madly: “Go! Keep going!”
After slaying several Houtian Realm experts, Feng Wuchen quickly untied his sash, securely fastened Feng Ning to his back, and then, surprisingly, took the initiative to attack, thrusting his sword at the several Xiantian Realm experts blocking Lin Yi.
“Still daring to come, boy? You’re seeking death!”
Saying that, one of the Xiantian Realm experts firmly gripped the steel saber in his hand, meeting Feng Wuchen’s sword.
“You think you can block me with this scrap metal? Who is truly seeking death!”
“Clang!”
The moment the saber and sword clashed, the Xiantian Realm expert’s body trembled, his eyes widening like copper bells.
He watched in disbelief as the steel saber in his hand, like paper, was directly severed into two under the opponent’s sword.
However, after cutting off his steel saber, Feng Wuchen’s blade did not stop; instead, its speed increased, striking directly at his neck.
“Pfft!”
He didn’t even have time to react; Feng Wuchen’s blade had already sliced across his neck.
Another body was added to the vast Lin Family courtyard.
“What! Even a Xiantian Realm expert was killed by him! How did the Lin Family provoke such a fiend?”
“Tsk tsk… Didn’t you see that little girl call him brother? This boy is probably that live-in son-in-law of the Lin Family, Feng Wuchen of the Feng Family!”
“Impossible! Wasn’t he crippled a year ago? How can he be so powerful?”
“Who knows? But it seems he hasn’t become a cripple, and the sword in his hand is probably even a spiritual-grade weapon… Today, the Lin Family is likely to suffer greatly!”
“…”
Seeing his own martial artists being slaughtered by Feng Wuchen, Lin Yi’s heart bled.
“Little beast, stop killing my Lin Family members! All of you retreat, let me deal with him!”
Saying that, Lin Yi quickly gathered his fist qi, moved forward, and punched towards Feng Wuchen’s face.
Feng Wuchen’s gaze sharpened, but he did not retreat, meeting the attack with all his might with a sword strike.
“No matter how strong you are, you are still just a Xiantian Realm expert. Trying to defeat a Yuqi Realm expert is a fool’s dream!”
As he spoke, a layer of faint yellow light emerged from Lin Yi’s fist. It was the presence of this light that prevented Feng Wuchen’s long sword from advancing even an inch.
“Yuqi Realm experts can release spiritual energy externally, forming a protective barrier. Xiantian Realm experts simply cannot harm them…”
“It looks like this kid is going to lose!”
“Bang!”
Just as everyone was murmuring, a powerful spiritual energy exploded from the point where the sword tip and fist qi met.
Under this powerful recoil, Feng Wuchen retreated several zhang before stabilizing his body.
Lin Yi’s body, however, remained rooted to the spot, standing with his hands behind his back, unmoving as a mountain.
Having lost the first move, Feng Wuchen did not hesitate, but quickly adjusted his breathing, mobilized that wisp of Sword Intent, and struck again.
“Stubborn fool! If you kneel and beg for mercy now, I might give you a quick death!”
Lin Yi once again released his spiritual energy, actually reaching out to grab the Burning Sun Sword.
“Spiritual-grade sword! Give it to me!”
However, when his spiritual energy touched the sword tip, he realized something was wrong.
Compared to the previous strike, the power and speed of this sword had both increased exponentially.
He watched as his eyes widened further and further.
“Sword Intent! You are a Sword Cultivator! This is impossible!”
“Old dog, die!”
For a moment, cold sweat broke out on Lin Yi’s forehead.
If he were only facing a Xiantian Realm expert with a spiritual sword, he could indeed remain undefeated.
But if the opponent was also a Sword Cultivator, that was completely different!
The true qi barrier that Xiantian Realm experts could not break, a Sword Cultivator’s Sword Intent could!
This was the terrifying aspect of a Sword Cultivator!
Under the enhancement of Sword Intent, the tip of the Burning Sun Sword actually pierced through the faint yellow barrier on Lin Yi’s body, about to touch his skin.
At the crucial moment, he heard the latter roar: “Hundred Split Fist!”
A low-grade spiritual martial art, Hundred Split Fist!
With this punch, the fist qi on Lin Yi’s hands became even harder than steel, completely shattering Feng Wuchen’s sword move with a single blow.
“Cough cough…”
Under this attack, Feng Wuchen felt a sweetness in his throat, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Just a little bit more…”
“Hmph! What if you’re a Sword Cultivator? Xiantian Realm is still Xiantian Realm! You will ultimately die by my hand!”
With that, Lin Yi once again began to gather his martial art. At this point, he no longer dared to be overconfident.
He could never have imagined that this boy, whose spiritual pulse had been extracted, not only didn’t become a cripple but even became a Sword Cultivator!
The Lin Family’s grievances with this person ran too deep!
If he were allowed to grow, he would become the Lin Family’s eternal nightmare!
“Boy! Die! Hundred Split Fist!”
Facing Lin Yi’s powerful spiritual-grade martial art, Feng Wuchen dared not meet it head-on.
He quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the punch, and then frantically rushed towards a certain direction.
“Trying to escape? Wishful thinking!”
“Who said I was trying to escape!”
Hearing this, Lin Yi, whose punch had missed, suddenly looked up, guessed Feng Wuchen’s intention, and his face instantly turned incredibly ugly.
“Boy! You dare…”
“What do I not dare?”
It turned out that the direction Feng Wuchen was heading was precisely where the other Lin Family Xiantian Realm experts were.
He couldn’t kill Lin Yi, but could he not kill these Xiantian Realm experts?
Seeing Feng Wuchen charging fiercely, sword in hand, the several Xiantian Realm experts were already terrified and turned to flee.
“Can you escape? Die!”
Before this group of Xiantian Realm experts, Feng Wuchen was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep; with every swing of his sword, a scream would ring out.
In just three to five breaths, no less than five Xiantian Realm experts had fallen under his sword.
For families in such small places, Yuqi Realm experts were, after all, rare, and Xiantian Realm experts were the backbone and foundation of a family.
Now that so many Xiantian Realm experts of the Lin Family had been killed, its foundation was already shaken.
“Little beast! I will never rest until you are dead, ahhh!”
Seeing Lin Yi rushing towards him in a fit of rage, Feng Wuchen neither dodged nor flinched.
“The moment you extracted my spiritual pulse and destroyed my foundation a year ago, you and I were already irreconcilable!”
After he harvested the last Xiantian Realm expert, the Lu Tian Sword Art rapidly circulated. Soon, the Dragon Abyss Sword Tower in his Dantian trembled, breaking through again.
“Xiantian Realm Fifth Layer!”
“Old dog! Take another sword strike from me!”
“Good timing, Hundred Split Fist!”
At this moment, Lin Yi only wanted to kill Feng Wuchen and did not notice the latter’s change.
The Xiantian Realm Fourth Layer’s Sword Intent was already just a hair’s breadth away from piercing Lin Yi’s barrier.
Therefore, for Feng Wuchen, this layer of breakthrough was a qualitative change!
Lin Yi’s fist qi once again collided with the Burning Sun Sword. This time, the latter showed no weakness at all, actually breaking through the opponent’s barrier as if cutting tofu, heading straight for Lin Yi’s throat.
“What? This is impossible!”
Seeing his barrier broken, Lin Yi’s face changed dramatically. He instinctively retreated, wanting to avoid this fatal sword strike.
However, Feng Wuchen was using the madman’s killing sword!
“Pfft!”
When the sound of the blade piercing flesh entered their ears, the scene immediately fell silent.
By the time the group of onlookers recovered, the Yuqi Realm expert Lin Yi had already been run through the throat by a single sword, completely losing his life force.
After a long while, until his body fell to the ground, the surviving martial artists of the Lin Family screamed as if they had seen a ghost: “The Patriarch is dead! The Patriarch is dead…”
Having killed several people from the Lin Family one after another, Feng Wuchen’s expression did not waver much. He wiped the blood from the Burning Sun Sword, carried Feng Ning on his back, and walked out of the Lin Family step by step.
Seeing him walk past, the surrounding guests did not even dare to breathe loudly.
It wasn’t until Feng Wuchen had walked far away that they realized their hands were trembling.
With Lin Yi’s death, the entire Lin Family quickly fell into chaos.
Half an hour later, an elderly man with a wrinkled face, in his seventies, walked out from the Lin Family’s back courtyard.
This elder’s aura was profound, even stronger than Lin Yi’s, actually a Yuqi Realm Third Layer expert!
“What happened?”
“Old Patriarch!”
This elder was Lin Cang, the old Patriarch of the Lin Family.
The surviving martial artists of the Lin Family knelt on one knee, one by one, as if clutching at a lifeline.
“That useless person from the Feng Family came, and the Patriarch and young master were both killed!”
“What…”
Hearing this terrible news, Lin Cang felt his vision go black, and in the next instant, his chest churned, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.
In that moment, this septuagenarian seemed to have aged even further.
“Feng Family… Feng Family! I will make them pay with their lives!”
“…”
