Chapter 485: Blood Stains the Snow and Ice
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"Attack together, kill them all."
Han Xuetian was battling Old Man Chi, and Luoxue Gongzi suddenly launched a sneak attack, relying on numbers to win. Since that was the case, what rules were there left to speak of? When it came to numbers, who was afraid of whom?
The gazes of the Crimson Blood Mountain Villa crowd all stiffened. Old Man Chi had not captured his target, stopped by Lin Feng's charge. And now, they had to endure the wrath of tens of thousands of iron cavalry—a terrible, fearsome wrath.
Rumbling sounds rang out as the iron cavalry shook the earth. A terrifying aura of bloodlust soared into the sky, causing the people of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa to reveal expressions of panic—true panic.
"Old Man Chi, go and rest. I'll handle these two and kill them."
After taking a pill, Old Man Chi's aura stabilized somewhat. Given his status as an alchemist, if the injury was controlled in time, it probably wouldn't cause him too much harm.
"Alright." Old Man Chi didn't stand on ceremony with Lin Feng. With Lin Feng's cultivation level, dealing with two people at the Fourth Layer of Profound Martial Realm shouldn't be a problem.
After Old Man Chi withdrew, a terrifying killing intent erupted from Lin Feng's body. Slaughter—that was a will.
Han Xuetian and Luoxue Gongzi were enveloped by this killing intent, a chill striking their hearts. The snow and ice aura around them rolled violently, and snowflakes began to fall around them. However, these snowflakes howled in the cold wind and trembled amidst the slaughter.
"Kill!"
Lin Feng took a step through the void, arriving instantly before Luoxue Gongzi. He swung his Sword of Slaughter, and a terrifying, piercing shriek rang out.
"Freeze!"
Luoxue Gongzi roared, and countless snowflakes drifted toward Lin Feng, then condensed on Lin Feng's true essence sword, trying to seal his blade.
"Icy Snow World." Han Xuetian attacked from the side, carrying a powerful frost aura, turning the entire space into a land of ice and snow.
Powerful techniques and martial skills could alter space—this was no empty claim. Lin Feng's slaughter could turn a space into a killing ground, and the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa's freezing techniques could transform the surroundings into a frozen wasteland. Even the blazing sun above could not melt a single flake of this snow.
Moreover, as the snow and ice accumulated more and more, the people of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa would fight with increasing ferocity. They cultivated the power of ice, unleashing their strongest might in a snowy world. But their opponents were different—as the snow and ice grew stronger, their strength would be weakened and affected.
Therefore, when strength was evenly matched, one must never engage in a prolonged battle with the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa. Their combat endurance was long and sustained; a drawn-out fight was dangerous.
However, Lin Feng never had any intention of a prolonged battle. He didn't need one.
Rolling waves of killing intent crushed the snow and ice covering him. A black sword appeared there, and a terrifying aura of destruction spread outward.
Slaughter—at this moment, the slaughter was infused with will, the will to kill. Although this sword's killing will was only at the first level, it was more than enough.
"Kill!"
A sharp roar rang out. A flash of black light flickered, vanishing in an instant.
"Chi, chi..."
A soft sound was heard. Han Xuetian's body, which had been attacking Lin Feng, froze in midair. He still maintained his original posture but could no longer advance an inch.
Lowering his head, he looked at his waist. There, blood slowly seeped out, and a crack began to form.
"Ah..."
A miserable scream echoed through the space. The crowd looked up and saw their sect leader, Han Xuetian, cut in half at the waist. His eyes were still wide open, but his body had already been severed.
This terrifying sight made them tremble uncontrollably. Even as blades and swords were about to fall on them, they forgot to defend themselves and were themselves slain.
"Run!"
This was the only thought that surfaced in the crowd's minds. They no longer wanted to resist to the death. Even their sect leader had been killed by Lin Feng with a single sword strike. Was it worth it to face these tens of thousands of iron cavalry?
The people of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa began to flee—whether elders of the sect or talented disciples, no one wanted to die. Dying together with the sect was a matter of righteousness, but most of the time, people's fear of death far outweighed their reverence for loyalty. Running away was only natural.
But could they escape?
Anyone who tried to flee was immediately met with countless arrows shooting through the air. Even if the arrows were not perfectly aimed, their sheer numbers were enough to bury them. Their only fate was to become living targets.
It wasn't just the others who wanted to flee. Luoxue Gongzi watched Han Xuetian be killed and saw the people of the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa being slaughtered on all sides. His eyes turned bloodshot, but he could no longer muster any killing intent.
Lin Feng was now too terrifying. He could no longer face him.
He waved his hands, and the space howled. Rolling waves of heaven and earth's ice and snow gathered into a current. With a push of his palms, a torrent of snow and ice crazily surged toward Lin Feng.
At the same time, the power of his ice true essence condensed beneath his feet into a massive snowflake, carrying him away as he fled in the opposite direction from the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa.
The Ice and Snow Mountain Villa was beyond saving. Destruction was inevitable.
Watching Luoxue Gongzi's fleeing figure, Lin Feng smiled coldly. Luoxue Gongzi was only at the Fourth Layer of Profound Martial Realm. Could he possibly escape from his hands?
"Follow the Wind!"
Focusing his mind, Lin Feng sensed the natural sound of the wind. His body flickered, every movement subtle and minute, as if containing countless changes, merging with the rhythm of the wind.
Lin Feng's body seemed to encounter no resistance from the wind as he shot toward Luoxue Gongzi, like a howling gale.
The aura of death descended upon Luoxue Gongzi, causing his entire body to shudder violently. He turned his head to look back, and all he saw was a flash of killing will.
The Sword of Slaughter descended, and Luoxue Gongzi's body was split in two. Like Lin Feng, he had rushed from the imperial city, but what awaited him was only death.
Perhaps at the moment of death, he felt deep regret. Why, knowing Lin Feng's terrifying strength, had he deliberately rushed from the imperial city to the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa, trying to save the sect?
He should have realized long ago that when Lin Feng decided to revive the Snow Moon Kingdom, the sect was already doomed. Destruction seemed inevitable.
But no matter how much he regretted it now, it was too late. Everything had been settled.
Watching Luoxue Gongzi fall, Lin Feng's expression was emotionless. He didn't seem to think about the fact that two of the once-famous Eight Young Masters of the Snow Moon Kingdom had now died by his hand.
The sixth-ranked Dapeng Gongzi and the seventh-ranked Luoxue Gongzi had both been killed by him. Of the Eight Young Masters, eight geniuses, only two remained.
Looking at the battle on the ground, how could a scattered force of a few hundred resist the fierce momentum of tens of thousands of iron cavalry? Destruction was all that awaited the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa.
On the ground, one person's combat power was especially fierce. Wherever his blade passed, it was sometimes as gentle as drifting willow catkins, sometimes overbearing and unstoppable. No one could block him. His true essence blade slew all who stood in his way.
"Overlord Blade—truly the strongest slave from back then."
Lin Feng thought to himself. In the Yu Clan's fighting pits, the Overlord Blade was wild and untamable, uncontrollable by anyone, so he was put up for auction. In the end, Lin Feng bought him. Back then, the Overlord Blade's cultivation was higher than Lin Feng's, and he had even grasped the momentum of the blade.
Now, Lin Feng's cultivation had reached the Third Layer of Profound Martial Realm, and the Overlord Blade had also broken through to the First Layer of Profound Martial Realm. With his terrifying Overlord Blade Art, his blade martial soul, and his comprehension of the Subtle Blade Realm, he could even fight those at the Second Layer of Profound Martial Realm.
By Lin Feng's side, many people had excellent talent, some even not inferior to him. What they might lack compared to him was luck and insight.
Duan Feng had a pure heart, devoted solely to cultivation; the Overlord Blade was brutal and slaughterous, his blade boundless; Han Man was simple-minded but not lacking in talent, and his martial soul seemed to have awakened; Po Jun had twin martial souls. These people, if Lin Feng had never met them, would have eventually become dazzling figures of the Snow Moon Kingdom.
But perhaps because they were by his side, their brilliance was overshadowed. Most people only paid attention to Lin Feng.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng raised his head and looked into the distance, toward Broken Blade City.
He wondered how Uncle Liu, Liu Fei, Han Man, and Po Jun were doing now. Last time he saw Uncle Liu in the imperial city, his spirit seemed very low. Once the Snow Moon Kingdom matter was settled, he would find a chance to visit Broken Blade City.
The Ice and Snow Mountain Villa was his last stop outside the imperial city. After it was destroyed, all grudges could be settled within the imperial city.
The rolling iron cavalry continued to advance, trampling the snow and ice on the ground. Lin Feng looked toward the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa, as if he could already see the blood staining the white snow red.
PS: Woke up early, asking for flowers.
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