Chapter 167 -> Long Mo’ran shows up!

A lightning flashed, immediately followed by a thunderclap which exploded in the sky near the small fis.h.i.+ng village, making the entire village suddenly light up.

At this time, in the village, almost all of the martial artists were in a state of astonishment, even their eyes had an amazed looking expression in them. Ye Feng softly loosened the body of Long Wan’er and immediately after that, the second layer of Rapid Shadow Immortal Trace suddenly broke out.

Just in a flash, he arrived in front of that common person’s house about hundred meters away, leaving behind a series of blurred afterimages all the way.

Buzz!

In this torrential rain, his golden sword once again congealed out and was wielded towards the house, accompanied by a sudden burst of his Zhenqi, and the next moment, the roof of the housem was pared to fly, making it crash loudly!

At this moment, the obese man was all prepared to take off his pants, but was all of a sudden exposed in the field of vision of the villagers. Through the swirling dust and sand in the air, he swept his eyes around and remained dumbfounded for a while.

What was going on? He just got ready to have fun with her, but who was this d.a.m.ned wretch who collapsed the house?

Instantly, the blood rushed to his head and he started burning with fury, he was a very important figure in Long Clan, so who would dare to ruin his mood like this, didn’t he want to live!

Clang!

He pulled his sword out from his waist, then raised his head and gazed at Ye Feng who was standing outside the house, letting the torrential rain pour down on his body, while his eyes were revealing a fierce and malicious expression.

“Be careful!”

Immediately, Long Wan’er shouted from behind. Ye Feng could easily notice how scared she was from this fat man, besides, other than fear, her tone also had a touch of disgust for that man.

The surrounding martial artists also began to whoop.

“He, he, isn’t that man Long Wuren from Long Clan?”

“Right, I have heard that this fatty is addicted to s.e.x, just look at that beauty sitting in the corner, but wait, is she married into Long Clan?

“Isn’t that Shu Shu? What I have heard, around twenty years ago her husband died, look at her pet.i.te appearance, she still looks pretty and delicate, even I want to taste her ……. ”

In the collapsed house, Shu Shu’s whole body was br.i.m.m.i.n.g with a matured and graceful charm. By this time, she had almost given up all hope, but after that sudden collapse, she raised her head and the figure that appeared in front of her eyes was Ye Feng, leaving her completely shocked for a moment.

Although his outward appearance wasn’t quite same, but she still somehow felt that at present, this masked man was quite intimate with Long Wan’er and thinking about his unexpected appearance there to save her, immediately hit her heart by a kind and cordial feeling.

“Aunty!”

Without paying attention to other people around, Long Wan’er immediately ran over and wrapped her arms around Shu Shu, supporting her in the process. In order to protect her from the rainstorm, she immediately took her to the next door, under the roof.

Although Long wan’er was in the mask, but the moment Shu Shu heard her voice, she immediately understood who she was.

Shu Shu raised her head and saw Ye Feng holding a long sword, all prepared to confront the obese man. Upon seeing this, Shu Shu’s heart suddenly tensed up, while a trace of anxiousness appeared on her gentle face. Once she had heard Long Wan’er saying that ‘Mo Jiuge’ had only ten years of Cultivation, but right now, Mo Jiuge was standing against Long Wuren who had thirty years of Cultivation. The disparity was indeed extremely huge!

However on the other side, Long Wan’er didn’t panic a bit, after all, she had already seen him fighting with Luo Feng, and as compared to Luo Feng, Long Wuner was still unqualified to be his opponent. The only thing to be worried about was in front of so many people, Ye Feng certainly couldn’t expose his secret techniques like the fireball.

“I must resolve this battle in the shortest time possible.”

Ye Feng grasped his sword a bit more tightly because he clearly knew the intensity of the present situation.

On the other side, Long Mo’ran along with the white bearded old man was searching for him in the vicinity, but now had appeared in the village, that meant he would definitely hurry back. By the time they would return, if Ye Feng couldn’t resolve this fat man, then he might get into a huge trouble.

His opponent had thirty years of Cultivation, while his Rapid Shadow Immortal Trace had already hit the second layer with a terrific eruption speed. In such case, his speed should be almost similar to the opposite party, but if he coordinated it with Camouflage, then he should definitely be able to kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

Right now, Long Wuren’s long sword was placed horizontally, all prepared to set about. Soon after, he took the initiative and jumped into action.

“Brat, you asked for it!”

Long Wuren said holding a hideous and fierce expression on his face. Immediately after, the long silvery white sword flashed in his hand, tainted with the rainstorm and was wielded horizontally, simultaneously he hit his foot heavily on the ground and the next moment, his whole stature swept forward towards Ye Feng.

Cutting through the air, his long sword speedily moved forward. Under the effect of his inner qi, even the pouring down rainstorm rolled up into a wave of water, just like a quick and fierce fire hose, accompanied with the coldness of the long sword, rapidly advancing towards Ye Feng.

“Romantic Sword Technique, sweep away the scattered clouds!”

Since he already knew the quality of this technique, therefore, immediately exclaimed aloud.

Long Clan’s exquisite martial arts technique, Romantic Sword Technique, was also considered as the sharpest killing technique. Even if an ordinary person with good talent was to learn this technique and display its first layer, still the might of his sword would be invincible.

“This is Romantic Sword Technique?”

Ye Feng felt a cold s.h.i.+ver in his heart as he thought that Long Mo’ran had already reached the third layer of this technique. If there was enough time in his hands, he could have gotten familiar with this technique, but what a pity, presently, he had no time to play with this fat man.

Even in the first layer of this sword technique, inner qi could be conveniently swept both horizontally and vertically, just like how whirlwinds can scatter clouds so easily.

This was a simple, swift, sharp, fierce and relentless sword technique!

Ye Feng’s footsteps moved quickly and the second layer of Rapid Shadow Immortal Trace once again burst out with a terrifying speed, and all of a sudden, he took a half-turn in a flash to avoid the direct hit with a piercing blow of the fate. However, he was still hit by the long sword directly on his face and the fresh blood was immediately spurted out of his mouth.

The speed of his sword was seriously extremely fast. Although Ye Feng had Soul Search Technique, his ordinary ten years of Cultivation was absolutely not enough to help him avoid such a sword attack.

Ye Feng then turned around towards the opponent and conveniently waved his sword, however, the coldness of his long golden sword accompanied with some water droplets, pared the stamina of the obese man.

Clang!

The reaction speed of the fatty was incredible, in a split second he turned his sword around and blocked the blow of Ye Feng’s sword.

In this torrential rainstorm, the two swords collided with each other. At this time, Ye Feng right away felt the formidable inner qi of the opposite party conveniently sweeping through the long sword.

Clatter Clatter.

In this downpour, he couldn’t help but retreat, two steps back, the disparity between their Cultivations was making him unable to cope up with his opponent.

“Flower falls, the autumn frost.”

Long Wuren smiled as the corners of his mouth curled up, as if his smile had a brutal meaning behind it. Immediately then, his stature flashed and from behind, he aimed his sword at Ye Feng and stabbed him directly in his chest.

“Give me a break!”

Since Ye Feng had Soul Search Technique, he sensed the whereabouts of his opponent instantaneously and then immediately started condensing more Zhenqi in his Ancient Dragon Sword Ring and the next moment, he turned around and thrust his golden sword forward.

Bang!

Silver light flashed and Long Wuren’s silvery white sword was chopped by him directly into two equal halves, while the sword tip soared high into the sky, then soon after, it fell down heavily and got stuck into the sand and was thoroughly covered by the heavy rain.

Puff!

However Ye Feng’s chest was still being pierced by Long Wuren’s semi-broken sword, immediately after Long Wuren’s icy-cold inner qi pa.s.sed though the sword and penetrated his bone marrow.

Fresh blood very quickly incarnadine his chest, this scene immediately made Long Wan’er’s heart tight and without thinking much she scolded tenderly, immediately her pretty figure twinkled and she displayed Dragon Leg Technique and kicked on the tip of the broken sword.

Shua!

Her foot broke the tip of the broken sword and it suddenly roared towards Long Wuren.

Since Long Wuren’s sword had suddenly been cut off, he was in a state of shock. He thought that his sword was in the rank of the Sharp Weapon category, how could it be so easily cut off? However seeing Long Wan’er’s shot, he immediately responded and moved aside to avoid the flying sharp tip.

Upon seeing this, Ye Feng thought to take advantage of his unpreparedness, so while enduring the pain in his chest, he held the sword and stepped forward, instantly the power his Rapid Shadow Immortal Trace’s second layer erupted and in a flash, delimited Long Wuren’s throat!

Puff!

Although Long Wuren succeeded in avoiding the sharp tip of the broken sword, he actually failed to avoid Ye Feng’s close fatal blow that happened at a point-blank range. His head was severed from his body by the sword and his obese body tumbled down heavily on the ground and stuck in the already drenched sand, while his eyes were wide open. He never thought of his own inexplicable death and that too in such a way.

“You okay?”

Long Wan’er quickly ran up to him and supported him, simultaneously tried to examine his injury.

Bang!

A startling thunderclap resounded in the vicinity once again.

Not far from the roof, three shadows quietly appeared, led by Long Mo’ran with a terrifying pale complexion. Behind him, in the sky, a lightning flash piercing the sky as if complementing his cold complexion.

“You killed the member of my Clan, now you wait and see what happens to you. Don’t even think of leaving here alive!”

Long Mo’ran’s angry voice was complemented by the roar of the thunder, casting an ominous shadow on the villagers!