Shi Feng saw the delicate figure before him, which was naturally Long ng, the little girl who had also entered this Blood-colored Space.
Upon seeing her, Shi Feng quickly descended, and the Fourth-stage King Level Blood-colored Sand Scorpion, which had been battling Long ng, had its head crushed under Shi Feng’s foot as he arrived fiercely and brutally.
"Ah!" Startled by the sudden newcor who stomped the Sand Scorpion she had been fighting to death, Long ng imdiately put up her guard, her face wary. But upon recognizing that familiar young face, her serious expression blood like fresh flowers, sweetly exclaiming, "Brother Shi Feng."
Shi Feng also smiled back at the little girl and said, "How did you co in here too?" As Shi Feng spoke, bright red blood gushed from the beheaded corpse of the Blood-colored Sand Scorpion, converging towards his body. The scorpion’s body quickly shriveled up.
"Ah! Wait!" Seeing this, Long ng hurriedly called out and went around to the desiccated corpse of the Sand Scorpion, taking a dagger from her Storage Ring and carefully slicing open the scorpion’s body.
Then, turning around, Shi Feng saw Long ng pull out a blood pearl the size of a fingertip from the body of the scorpion. Shi Feng could sense that this blood pearl contained a blazing energy, which perfectly suited Long ng’s Pure Yang Physique for Cultivation.
Shi Feng also discovered that Long ng’s Martial Arts Cultivation Level had progressed from the Five-star Martial King Realm to the Six-star Martial King Realm. It seed that she had hunted these demon beasts in this desert and absorbed the intense energy from their blood pearls.
It seed that not only he, but also the little girl had gained rewards in this space.
"It’s good, it’s not damaged." Long ng carefully examined the blood pearl in her hand and then looked up at Shi Feng again. Seeing him looking at her, she smiled again and said, "This little pearl is just right to help with my Cultivation."
Imdiately after, Shi Feng saw Long ng’s face suddenly turn cold, and then, looking towards Shi Feng again, her face filled with a sense of grievance, like a little girl who had been bullied.
Noticing the changes on Long ng’s face, Shi Feng quickly turned around to see a group of young Martial Artists not far from the Blood-colored Desert – two won and five n, seven people in total. The elder ones were around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, while the younger ones were about seventeen or eighteen.
"Did they bully you?" Seeing this group and recalling Long ng’s aggrieved look when she had seen these people, Shi Feng said.
"Mhm." Long ng walked over to Shi Feng’s side, nodded, and said, "They claid to be from the Fire Cloud Sect. I had slain a demon beast earlier, and not only did they snatch the blood pearl from the beast, but they also told to scram, and one of the n threatened , saying if I didn’t scram, I’d regret ever coming to this world!" Long ng’s face displayed even deeper grievance as she spoke.
"Dare to bully you, I’ll go take revenge for you!" Shi Feng declared, already charging towards the group of people. Long ng had followed him here, and he couldn’t ignore the grievances the little girl had suffered.
"Boom!" In no ti, Shi Feng reached the sandy area in front of the group, landing ahead of them and stirring up a cloud of Blood-colored sand and dust.
The dust quickly dispersed, revealing Shi Feng’s figure and his calm young face.
"Oh, you’re the little slut’s backup?" A woman full of arrogance looked at Shi Feng, pointing at Long ng in the distance, her words dripping with mockery and disdain.
She could naturally discern Shi Feng’s Martial Arts Cultivation Level. It was rely at the Five-star Martial Emperor Realm, while she herself was a formidable presence at the Seven-star Martial Emperor Realm. A difference of two stars in realms ant she could easily crush this useless being.
For soone like him to stand before them, attempting to avenge another, was nothing but self-humiliation.
Was this fool so dazzled by that whore’s beauty that he’d lost all sense of direction?
"Your mouth stinks, slap it!" Shi Feng said coldly to the woman, raising his right hand.
"I’d like to see how you’ll slap my mouth!" The woman burst into laughter upon hearing Shi Feng’s words, as if she had just heard the best joke in the world. A re Five-star Martial Emperor daring to slap her mouth? And he even had the gall to raise his hand at her.
But at this mont, the woman also revealed her murderous intent. For a piece of trash to disrespect and insult her, he must experience what it ans to be ignorant of the heavens and the earth, wishing for death rather than enduring such pain.
"Boom!" Fiery flas erupted from the arrogant woman’s right palm, and she swiped at the approaching hand of Shi Feng with a strike powerful enough to incinerate a Five-star Martial Emperor’s hand into nothingness. This strike, the Fire Cloud Palm, one of the Fire Cloud Absolute Skills, was an all-out blow from a Seven-star Martial Emperor.
The other six disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect displayed indifferent expressions, finding the situation dull. Others had smiles on their faces, filled with mockery and contempt. So even contemplated in their hearts how to tornt this young Martial Artist who dared offend them in the boring Blood-colored Desert. They toyed with the idea of malicious punishnts that would make him wish for death.
However, what followed was a sharp "snap" echoing clearly between heaven and earth. Hearing this sound, everyone seed to think they had misheard. Several faces showed astonishnt as Lin Yue—a Seven-star Martial Emperor Realm Martial Artist—was slapped in the face by soone from the Five-star Martial Emperor Realm.
Lin Yue’s Fire Cloud Palm had clearly struck the palm of the man, yet it passed through his hand as if it was nothing. His hand then forcefully slapped Lin Yue’s face, resulting in a scene so unbelievable that it all happened in the blink of an eye.
"Ah!" Lin Yue herself felt as if she was dreaming. The crisp sound, the pain, the humiliation of being slapped in public—this all snapped her out of it. Her beautiful face twisted with rage as she stared at the calm-faced Shi Feng, shouting like a madwoman, "You dare to hit ! Today, you will undoubtedly die!"
As she spoke, Lin Yue’s palms erupted with roaring flas, and she fiercely bombarded Shi Feng with them. The flas, like a beast unleased, swept toward Shi Feng, engulfing him in a sea of fire almost instantly.
"Is he dead just like that?" A Three-star Martial King Realm Martial Artist watched the flas swallowing Shi Feng and said.
"Hmph, he’s just a Five-star Martial Emperor after all. Faced with the Fire Cloud Fierce Flas unleashed by Senior Sister Lin Yue, he is bound to die," another Martial Artist at the Six-star Martial Emperor said disdainfully. He then whispered to the person beside him, "Just letting him die like that is letting him off too easy."
In the entire venue, only the oldest man, around twenty-five or twenty-six, who always maintained an indifferent expression, slightly shook his head.
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