# Chapter 358: Leng Yue's Blade
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That Nether Flame Lotus was too terrifying, incinerating even the flood dragon on She Qiong's fist. With this single punch, She Qiong suffered a complete defeat.
Moreover, this was not the end. The Nether Flame Lotus continued forward, only the size of a fist, and directly collided with She Qiong's fist.
"Sizzle, sizzle..." The sound of annihilation echoed out. The moment She Qiong's true essence force touched the Nether Lotus, it was immediately burned away. The dark lotus was unstoppable.
"Ah..."
A painful howl rang out as She Qiong's body explosively retreated, instantly pulling back several hundred meters from Lin Feng. His face was deathly pale.
She Qiong's fist hung there, a patch of charred black. The muscles on his face twitched continuously, as if in great pain.
Careless. She Qiong had always believed that one punch would be enough to cripple Lin Feng. He never imagined that Lin Feng could still injure him. By the time he sensed the annihilating nether aura released from the extinguishing flames, it was too late to dodge. The moment the black lotus touched him, it scorched his palm black.
The crowd fell silent at this sight, especially the nobles of the imperial palace. It was Lin Feng who had won. They had thought that with She Qiong making a move, he would surely cripple Lin Feng, but the reality was completely different from their expectations.
The dark lotus Lin Feng released had burned even She Qiong's fist.
"Without even self-awareness, you wouldn't even know how you died. If I can't protect Xinye, can you?"
Lin Feng's tone was cold, his sarcasm causing She Qiong's eyes to freeze. His chest heaved, his body trembling uncontrollably. It hurt so much. That flame was too terrifying. Relying on his own strength, he couldn't even restore his hand to normal. He would probably need pills for that.
"Xinye, go back. I'll leave on my own. Let's see who dares to stop me even half a step." Lin Feng turned back and spoke gently to Duan Xinye. Duan Xinye was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Be careful."
"Alright." Lin Feng stepped forward, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd. Wherever his eyes passed, those arrogant noble disciples dared not meet Lin Feng's gaze, as if somewhat ashamed.
Lin Feng's terrifying strength had undoubtedly intimidated them. Although their backgrounds and statuses were not simple, what truly shook people's hearts was still a martial cultivator's strength. When one's strength was great enough, they could rise above any faction. If a martial cultivator was stronger than everyone in a large organization, would they still care about that organization? If angered, they could simply destroy it.
Lin Feng walked through the middle of the crowd. No one dared to stop him. Who would dare? If Lin Feng became enraged and disregarded the consequences, burning them with that dark lotus, he could probably kill them directly.
Not only did they not dare to stop him, but those arrogant nobles who had been shouting earlier even stepped back slightly as Lin Feng passed by them. This was the tremor brought by strength.
Lin Feng didn't even glance at the crowd. His gaze was fixed ahead, calm yet carrying a cold intent. And directly in front of him stood She Qiong, who had just retreated, and Blade Master Leng Yue.
She Qiong's eyes were fixed on Lin Feng, a venomous look within them. Not only had he failed to display his own strength before Duan Xinye and destroy Lin Feng, but he had instead been injured by Lin Feng. His face was completely lost, especially in front of Duan Xinye. She Qiong was furious, murderous intent seeping from him. He wanted to kill Lin Feng.
Lin Feng also sensed the murderous intent emanating from She Qiong. The Yang Flame True Essence circulated unceasingly within him, and in his palm, a faint, heart-shaking annihilating blackness could be seen.
His steps continued forward. Lin Feng walked straight toward She Qiong, his pace calm and steady, his cold aura released. He drew closer and closer to She Qiong.
She Qiong's eyes were fixed tightly on the approaching Lin Feng. At this moment, he faced a choice: to attack Lin Feng or to step aside.
If he attacked Lin Feng, could he withstand that black lotus? After experiencing that previous strike, he no longer had the confidence to defeat Lin Feng. That Nether Flame Lotus was too terrifying. It had burned his fist just now. If the lotus landed on his body, would it burn him to death?
But if he didn't fight, was he supposed to step aside? Before the crowd, as the youngest Imperial Guard commander of the imperial palace, was he to give way to Lin Feng out of fear?
If that were the case, news would likely spread quickly. Then how would he face the people in the imperial palace? Wouldn't he be ridiculed in their hearts in the future?
Lin Feng was even closer now, only a hair's breadth away. She Qiong still hadn't made a firm decision. But just as he hesitated, a voice rang out.
"She Qiong, let Lin Feng go."
It was Duan Xinye who spoke. Although Lin Feng had won against She Qiong in that exchange, she still didn't want to see Lin Feng and She Qiong fight. That would absolutely not be good for Lin Feng, regardless of victory or defeat.
Hearing Duan Xinye's words, She Qiong's gaze froze for a moment, then he looked at Lin Feng and said, "Since Xinye has spoken, I'll let today's matter rest. But one day, I will repay this grudge of the punch."
With that, She Qiong stepped aside, letting Lin Feng go. Since Duan Xinye had given him an out, he would let it go. Fighting Lin Feng, he had no certainty.
A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. As he passed by She Qiong, his body paused slightly. He cast a mocking glance at She Qiong, said nothing, then continued walking forward and left.
Seeing that contemptuous smile, the corners of She Qiong's mouth twitched, and even his body trembled slightly. For the first time, he felt so humiliated.
She Qiong had strong talent and strength. Few were more outstanding than him to begin with, and because of his background, those more outstanding wouldn't make trouble for him either. So he had never experienced such disgrace as today.
The woman he loved liked Lin Feng. He had scorned Lin Feng and wanted to cripple him, but in the end, he was injured by Lin Feng instead.
What infuriated him even more was that Lin Feng could have left from any direction, but he didn't. Instead, he deliberately walked toward where She Qiong was standing.
Arrogant. Lin Feng was too arrogant, clearly doing this on purpose.
Hateful. And now She Qiong had obediently stepped aside, only to receive Lin Feng's mocking smile and cold laugh.
He felt that others were looking at him with mockery too, and Duan Xinye would look down on him.
Lin Feng stepped past She Qiong and walked forward without looking back. But in She Qiong's eyes, it seemed full of arrogance, carrying the posture of a victor.
"Lin Feng." Suddenly, She Qiong called out coldly, making Lin Feng pause in his steps. He turned around and saw She Qiong lunging at him. A flood dragon's roar erupted as a flood dragon shadow on She Qiong's body lunged at him, baring sharp fangs.
Lin Feng's body whirled around, his palm swinging out directly. Black flames coiled around his palm. Facing a Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer cultivator, Lin Feng never let his guard down for a moment. You could be arrogant, but you couldn't be conceited.
The black flames surged toward the flood dragon shadow, incinerating everything. The flood dragon shadow cracked and gradually annihilated. But at the same time, Lin Feng felt a terrifying oppressive force land on him.
"Roar..."
She Qiong took a step forward. Suddenly, behind him, a terrifying flood dragon beast soared into the sky, brandishing its claws and fangs. The flood dragon shadow seemed to solidify as well, continuing to lunge at Lin Feng.
She Qiong, fighting Lin Feng, had actually released his martial soul first.
"Burn!"
Lin Feng didn't retreat. He took a step forward, and the black Nether Flame actually spread along the flood dragon shadow, burning it. Even an illusory flood dragon could be incinerated.
Both their bodies froze there, the flood dragon and the flame locked in confrontation. But at that moment, an extremely sharp blade cold intent burst forth. The brilliant radiance was so dazzling that the crowd had no time to react before it slashed directly down at Lin Feng from above.
This blade was incredibly fast, the momentum of the blade terrifyingly powerful. Moreover, this blade seemed to be countless blade glares linked together.
The state of entering subtlety. A single blade could contain a thousand variations, a thousand blade intents.
Blade Master Leng Yue had been building momentum for a long time and finally made his move. When he struck, it was earth-shattering. Now, like Lin Feng, he had also stepped into the Mysterious Martial Realm.
Defeated by Lin Feng and later taken away by a Mysterious Martial Realm cultivator, Blade Master Leng Yue had not wasted his time during this period.
"Dodge!" Facing this sudden blade, Lin Feng's first reaction was to evade it. The timing of this blade was too perfect. It was aimed at his life.
Leng Yue, of course, wanted to kill Lin Feng!
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