C2 The Cold Light Reached the Head Fell!

Chapter Two: Cold Light to the Heads!

Lu Feng roared hysterically as he looked at the injured woman. His eyes instantly turned red. The Soul Qi in his body uncontrollably surged out, and the killing intent in his body soared to the sky. He was extremely furious.

Seeing Lu Feng's change, the man in black unnaturally took a step back. He gripped his weapons tightly, and he was ready to fight. He was afraid that Lu Feng would lose his mind and charge at him recklessly.

"Leave quickly..." The woman in green shouted weakly. Her face was full of regret. If it wasn't for her reckless actions, she wouldn't have been captured and forced by Lu Feng to be a hostage.

If he didn't kill her, there must be a plot. If there was a plot, then there would be a chance to save her.

After Lu Feng calmed down and saw the situation on the battlefield, he pointed his sword at the man in black and said coldly, "Tell me, what do I have to do to let you go?"

The man in black smiled playfully and said, "If you had obediently handed over the Divine Picture just now, you wouldn't have ended up like this. I was planning to use this little girl to threaten that old man from the Clear River Sect..."

Lu Feng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that their goal was actually to deal with his sect master.

"Hand over the Divine Picture and cripple your Seven Souls."

The man in black's expression was serious as he threatened Lu Feng. He was confident in his own strength as he held the hostage in his hand.

The Seven Souls was the starting point of cultivation, and it was the foundation of everything.

The Seven Souls fragment would cripple his cultivation base.

The Seven Souls fragment would leave his body, and he would either die or be crippled!

Hearing that the man in black was actually so vicious, Lu Feng frowned. Yu Yihan looked at him with a pained expression.

"No..." Yu Yihan suddenly mustered up some strength and cried out to Lu Feng, "Quickly leave, don't worry about me. Take care of my father."

Lu Feng shook his head and smiled helplessly. "If you die, I'm afraid the Sect Master won't be able to bear it." His tone was very gentle, and the difference between his fierce killing intent and his gentle tone was huge.

After pausing for a moment, Lu Feng had an idea in his heart. He said to the man in black, "But it's just crippling the Seven Souls. What's there to be afraid of?"

After saying that, Lu Feng's blood flowed in reverse and forcefully forced the Seven Souls fragment out of his body. Seven whirlpools that were emitting spiritual light floated above his head.

The Heaven Rushing, Spirit Intelligence, Qi, Strength, Center, Essence, and Intelligence were the Seven Souls of a human. They were the foundation of a human, and the foundation of the Soul Cultivation. However, they had all left his body.

Seeing this scene, the man in black's expression finally relaxed. No one would be able to remain unscathed after the Seven Souls fragment left his body. Even if the Seven Souls fragment was not crippled, the pain that came with it would damage Lu Feng's cultivation base, and he would not be able to progress in this life.

"If Young Lord knows that we not only completed his mission, but also unexpectedly removed the Night Feather Sword Lord, he will definitely reward us greatly." The man in black's mind was filled with thoughts of pride.

Yu Yihan, who had seen this scene, was in a state of madness. She started to shout and stop him like a madman.

Suddenly, the Spiritual Energy on the Night Crow Ridge started to surge uncontrollably. Everyone looked at Lu Feng, but they realized that the source of the disturbance was not him, but Yu Yihan, who was lying on the ground among the black-clothed people.

"Even if I die, I will not let you down!"

Yu Yihan had a sad and relieved smile on her face. It was an indescribably beautiful smile.

She quickly floated up from the ground with the help of the Spiritual Energy. Her entire aura was extremely terrifying. In that instant, it was as if the entire valley had darkened.

"Be careful, she is going to self-destruct," the man in black shouted in panic. In a split second, he struck Yu Yihan with his palm towards Lu Feng's side. No matter if he could stop it in time, he wanted to drag Lu Feng down to hell first.

In the end, the man in black was one step faster.

The palm of the man in black completely scattered the energy that Yu Yihan had gathered with great difficulty. Before the self-destruction could be completed, she suffered a backlash from the secret technique. She spat out a mouthful of blood, which formed a thick mist in midair.

Lu Feng caught Yu Yihan who was flying towards him and helped her stop her injuries. He then wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. His eyes were filled with gentleness. "Are you hurt? Rest for a while first. I'll bring you home right away."

Yu Yihan, who was lying in Lu Feng's arms, could no longer muster any strength. She was extremely weak, but her cheeks were flushed red. She suddenly realized that she was actually feeling a little happy. It was so peaceful and serene to be in Lu Feng's arms. It was as if all the noise in the world had nothing to do with her. Her injuries no longer hurt.

If the Seven Souls were forced to return to their original position, they would suffer a backlash. If the Seven Souls were to self-destruct, they would die for sure. At this moment, if Lu Feng wanted to leave alive, he could only choose one of the two options.

This situation was all because of the people in front of him. If he did not take revenge, he would never have the chance to do so in the future. Furthermore, these men in black came from unknown origins and harbored ulterior motives towards the sect. He could not allow them to leave.

A trace of killing intent flashed across Lu Feng's eyes. He was not a patient person. He would never be satisfied with the words of a gentleman who said that revenge was not too late. Cultivators should always seek revenge quickly.

Lu Feng looked at the pitiful person in his arms. An old man's gentle and loving smile appeared in his mind. He thought of the words that the old man had unintentionally mentioned, and his heart became even more determined to make the decision he had made previously.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across the corner of Lu Feng's mouth. His eyes were filled with a killing intent that seemed to hate the heavens. The Seven Souls floating above his head exploded in an extremely strange manner in front of everyone.

The enormous energy contained in the Seven Souls instantly surged into his body.

When Yu Yihan saw this, she instantly understood Lu Feng's actions. Tears flowed down her eyes uncontrollably. She was so shocked that she wanted to stop him, but because of the surging blood in her body, she fainted. However, her hands tightly grabbed onto Lu Feng's sleeve.

The air above the Night Crow Ridge suddenly froze, giving off a very oppressive feeling. The originally cold wind had become bone-chilling. Frost started to fall from the sky unknowingly.

"Run!" The man in black was not stupid. He knew what the scene in front of him meant. The battle between them and Lu Feng in their normal state was only a 50-50 battle. Not to mention the fact that Lu Feng had used a secret technique to burn his life and his soul to survive. If they did not leave, they would only be left with a one-sided massacre.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Thirteen shadows fled at the fastest speed possible.

However, in Lu Feng's eyes, how fast could these men in black be?

Lu Feng wiped away the tears from Yu Yihan's eyes and helped her to sit on the ground. Then, he disappeared from where he was.

"Shua!"

The Night Feather Sword came out!

The cold light flashed, and the heads fell!

In a short moment, all thirteen men in black had lost their lives. Thirteen heads fell on the Night Crow Ridge and rolled in all directions. Thirteen pillars of blood flowed like a fountain, and the blood rushed straight into the clouds.

Although the leader of the men in black had already ran a hundred meters, he still did not manage to leave alive. The Night Feather Sword that was flying towards him had ended his life.

Yu Yihan, who was unconscious, slowly fell to the ground because of Lu Feng's sudden departure. Just as she was about to fall to the ground, Lu Feng had already returned to her side and helped her up. Seeing the thirteen shadows fall down in unison, Lu Feng finally heaved a sigh of relief.

If Yu Yihan had not been unconscious, her eyes would have been wide open in disbelief. Lu Feng's realm had increased again. In the instant he detonated the Seven Souls, he had broken through.

But so what? Self-destruction of the Seven Souls was no different from digging his own grave. He would die for sure.

Although Lu Feng had recalled his master's method of rebirth when he was using the secret technique, extracting a part of the Origin Power from the Seven Souls, it was still a narrow escape.

Lu Feng exhausted his remaining Soul Power to treat Yu Yihan's injuries. A wave of weakness spread throughout his body, but his rationality told him that he must not lose consciousness.

The crows were extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. The smell of blood on the mountain was extremely strong. The death of the thirteen men in black had covered the entire Night Crow Ridge with a layer of strange coldness.

"Caw! Caw! Caw!"

A few hoarse cries came from the bottom of the ridge. Lu Feng's face paled as he quickly carried Yu Yihan and ran out of the ridge.

The weakness spread. Lu Feng, who had not run far, fell to the ground. Before he fell to the ground, he covered himself with the woman in his arms. After he landed, he pressed the woman under him to prevent her from being corroded by the crows.

In the moment before he fainted, Lu Feng saw a terrifying scene that he would never forget in his life.

A flock of crows covered the sky and flew towards the black-clothed men with the strongest smell of blood. A few unlucky crows flew towards him.

The black feathers, sharp falcons, and poisonous claws were the most dangerous symbols of the Night Crow Ridge.

Seeing this scene, Lu Feng's heart sank. He knew that there was no chance of him surviving today. He struggled to take out the "Divine Picture" in his arms and used the last bit of his strength to shoot it down the Night Crow Ridge. He wanted to let this legendary Divine Picture never appear again.

However, to the crows, Lu Feng's actions were like throwing trash into their home. They were completely enraged. They roared angrily and started to gnaw on Lu Feng's back.

Lu Feng exhausted his last bit of strength and was weak and powerless to move. His remaining consciousness began to become blurry.

Feeling the mournful atmosphere on the Night Crow Ridge, hearing the crows' 'joyous' cries, and looking at the corpses scattered in the distance, a loneliness suddenly surged into his heart.

Lu Feng felt his life withering away. He suddenly felt a little rueful. The road of Soul Cultivator was so long and lonely. If he was lucky enough to survive this time, would he still have the courage to walk it again?

Very quickly, Lu Feng was certain. He knew that the weak were insignificant. He threw away the gloominess in his mind without hesitation. If he didn't die, he would become even stronger. He would definitely find the person behind today's events and kill him.

Lu Feng's back was already covered in wounds and was badly mangled. His consciousness was in a state of collapse. He lowered his head to look at Yu Yihan in his arms once again. His eyes carried a hint of apology.

Lu Feng was not a wood, so how could he be heartless? He had already understood Yu Yihan's intentions. It was just that he had been immersed in the Sword Dao for so many years, and he only wanted to become stronger in the Soul Cultivation. In the end, he had let down his heart.

"In the next life, I will cherish the people around me!"

Lu Feng's last will also dissipated.