Chapter 119 Jing Wuxue!

Following the departure of that Liu Quanhai, the surrounding Inner Sect Disciples couldn’t help but feel both excited and shocked.They were excited because Ling Feng was truly going to uproot the Iron Blood Alliance entirely, but there was also an underlying concern.

The upper echelons of the Iron Blood Alliance were not just ordinary Mid-stage Pulse Condensation Disciples, but also those in the Late Stage, and even powerhouses at the Peak of Pulse Condensation Realm!

Jing Wuxue was one of them.

At the Peak of Pulse Condensation Realm, he was unbeatable within the Inner Sect!

It was said that Jing Wuxue was the disciple with the most outstanding talent under the Sect Leader, and he had even come close to earning an opportunity to enter the Four Great Universities.

Unfortunately, he fell just short during the assessment; otherwise, he would have been the first disciple from the Wenxian Sect to be admitted to one of the Four Great Universities.

Even so, this didn’t affect his status within the Wenxian Sect.

Now, despite being only in his early thirties, Jing Wuxue had the strength of one at the Peak of Pulse Condensation Realm.

Because the members of the Wenxian Sect were essentially unaware that the Sect Leader had a daughter, everyone believed that Jing Wuxue was definitely the heir apparent to the next Sect Leader.

It was precisely for this reason that the Iron Blood Alliance, founded by his own hands, could act so recklessly within the Wenxian Sect, with even the Inner Elders hesitant to interfere too much.

After all, this was a power established by the "future Sect Leader"!

"This is going to be a good show!"

Unlike the others, Lin Xian’er watched all of this with an attitude of enjoying the spectacle.

This Ling Feng, truly full of domineering spirit!

Lin Xian’er narrowed her eyes, finding her interest in Ling Feng growing ever stronger.

The Spiritual True Qi that she had yet to possess, and the audacity to pierce a hole in the very heavens, everything about him was like poison, attracting a young girl in the throes of youth and romance.

In fact, when many of the female disciples looked at Ling Feng, their eyes twinkled with starlight.

Such a man could simply be described as perfect.

The incident of Ling Feng attacking the Iron Blood Alliance and smashing their signboard spread like wildfire.

As time passed, more and more people gathered around, some were there just for the spectacle, but many more joined the army to "crusade" against the Iron Blood Alliance.

Normally they would feel angry but dare not speak out, but now, they had a saying they had to voice out: "Dammit, I have to say something!"

Even some Stewards and Elders were watching from a distance in the shadows.

They didn’t have much of an affection for Ling Feng. This Evil Star had barely been at the Wenxian Sect for a few days before turning the Inner Sect upside down.

But compared to the malignant tumor that was the Iron Blood Alliance, Ling Feng seemed much more agreeable.

After all, he had never done anything selfish at the cost of others. But the Iron Blood Alliance was a complete scourge.

Only because of Jing Wuxue’s identity, and possibly also involving the interests of some high-ranking Elders, did these disgruntled Elders similarly dare to be angry but not speak out.

minutes later.

Strong and domineering auras began to emerge from the western great road.

"Who is this bastard causing trouble on the Iron Blood Alliance’s turf? They’re simply courting death!"

A thunderous roar echoed from afar to near, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

Whoosh!

In the next moment, a figure enveloped in a faint golden glow, with an unmatched fierce momentum, swept across the sky like a hawk, blitzing towards the direction of Ling Feng like lightning.

This person was clearly a master!

As surging golden light emanated, the figure punched out, and in the air, there were faint sounds of explosions cracking sharply.

Everyone knew that Ling Feng had the strength to kill a Mid-stage Pulse Condensation Martial Artist with a single punch, but this person’s strength towered at the Seventh Level of Pulse Condensation Realm!

At this instant, faced with an attack from a Late-stage Pulse Condensation Realm expert, could he still easily defuse it?

A surge of doubt couldn’t help but arise in everyone’s hearts.

Even Lin Xian’er stealthily drew out her hidden weapon.

She didn’t have high hopes for Ling Feng, not because Ling Feng’s talent was inadequate, but because her own cultivation was at the Late Stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm, and she was well aware that martial artists at this level had already opened more than six meridians.

With six meridians interconnected, the strength within one’s body would surpass the force of ten thousand jun!

Even if in terms of True Qi attribute, his Spiritually Injected True Qi could overwhelm the opponent, how was he going to deal with that terrifying physical strength?

However, Ling Feng’s performance stunned everyone once again.

A flash of movement! A step to the side!

Then, there was the sound of an unusually crisp slap.

Smack!

The Seventh Level martial artist from the Iron Blood Alliance let out a miserable scream, was sent flying, and crashed precisely into a stone pillar at the entrance of the Iron Blood Alliance’s gate.

With a crack, the stone pillar split open, and the martial artist’s forehead also cracked open, blood gushing forth, his eyes rolling back immediately—they were almost dead.

"Hiss!"

Surrounding onlookers let out a collective gasp of disbelief and took sharp breaths.

Was that a martial artist at the Seventh Level of the Pulse Condensation Realm being taken down with a single slap? ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

The thing is, this guy was also unlucky; of all movement techniques to cultivate, he chose the Rapid Light Step that Ling Feng had selected before.

Therefore, Ling Feng did not even need to use his Heavenly Dao Eye to see through the opponent’s weaknesses—he already knew where they would land the next second.

His palm had been waiting for a long time at the spot where the Seventh Level martial artist was bound to fall.

"Good!"

Someone, not sure who, let out a roaring cheer, and the atmosphere erupted in an instant, with the ordinary disciples who were previously worried now feeling a surge of pride.

Looking at those few rookies who had just entered and were standing beside Ling Feng, their eyes even sparkled with envy.

Standing by Ling Feng’s side at this moment must have also been a supreme honor!

And at this time, the Alliance Hierarch of the Iron Blood Alliance, who was inevitably going to be Ling Feng’s opponent, finally arrived.

The arriving party consisted of over forty members of the Iron Blood Alliance’s upper echelon, each emitting a terrifying presence, resembling vengeful spirits and brimming with fury.

Leading them was a man dressed in a blood-red robe, exuding a dangerous aura that sent shivers down one’s spine.

This man was none other than the Inner Sect’s Number One Expert, known as "One Sword No Blood"—Jing Wuxue.

The Seventh Level disciple who had just been sent flying was merely a vanguard he had deployed to test Ling Feng.

The crowd automatically parted to make a path, and those disciples who had come to watch the excitement quickly retreated tens of meters, fearing getting involved in the trouble and being collateral damage.

After all, in the Wenxian Sect, Jing Wuxue still commanded great respect and dread.

"Jing... Jing Wuxue has arrived!"

"This Jing Wuxue was once a young man with an ironclad resolve. But after being rejected by the Heavenly Position Academy, he started to become somewhat twisted, even transforming the Iron Blood Alliance into an organization notorious for its bullying and plundering, committing atrocities without limit. If Senior Ling Feng could truly eradicate the Iron Blood Alliance entirely, it would rid us of a significant scourge."

"Shh, keep it down, if Jing Wuxue hears you, you’re done for!"

"Ah, how I miss the old Jing Wuxue, who led our Wenxian Sect brothers to suppress Liuyun and the Qiankun Sect’s geniuses of the same generation, such satisfaction it was!"

Amid the murmurs of the crowd, the voices fell to a hush as Jing Wuxue approached, most people even lowered their heads, clearly very wary of Jing Wuxue.

"Humph!"

Sensing the fear of the surrounding disciples, a flicker of satisfaction passed through Jing Wuxue’s eyes.

He liked this feeling of being feared.

After being turned away by the Heavenly Position Academy, he felt that heaven was unjust, jealous of the talented, hence, his personality became even more malevolent, even showing signs of perverse behavior.

"Alliance Hierarch, it’s him!"

With his hands crippled, Liu Quanhai could only tilt his head towards Ling Feng and shouted, "It’s this damned cur who smashed our Iron Blood Alliance’s signboard. You must take revenge for our brothers!"

Liu Quanhai apparently forgot how frightened he had been earlier; standing beside Jing Wuxue, his words gained force as he cursed Ling Feng directly.

In truth, Liu Quanhai did not need to point him out; Jing Wuxue’s gaze had already locked onto Ling Feng in an instant.