Chapter 162: Storming the Gates

"Han Yu, get out here!"

Lin Feng let out a violent shout, and the entire Han Family Courtyard seemed to tremble.

It was at this moment that several figures swooped down from the sky with a swish.

It was none other than Zhao Zhangqing and Luo Xiuxiu, along with Wu Cheng and Jiang Feng!

Wu Cheng's body was a ghastly sight, as if someone had peeled off a layer of his skin alive; he looked truly terrifying!

This was the price he paid for using the martial skill Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell!

"Lin Feng, you actually came knocking on our door so quickly. Are you in such a rush to die at the hands of our Senior Sister?" Wu Cheng said with resentment.

Lin Feng replied without the slightest courtesy: "You've got it wrong. It's not me dying at the hands of your Senior Sister, but your Senior Sister who will soon die at my hands!"

"Hmph, what arrogant words!"

"Lin Feng, no matter how strong you are, you are definitely no match for our Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister Han is the Sect Leader's disciple of our Heaven Sword Sect and has received the Sect Leader's true teachings. Killing you will be effortless for her!"

"Lin Feng, I think you'd better start thinking about how to beg for mercy later! Maybe if our Senior Sister is in a good mood, she'll just let you go like a fart!"

Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to waste breath on these small fry and said directly: "Since Han Yu is so powerful, why hasn't she come out to see me yet? Is she afraid?"

"I would be afraid? Lin Feng, don't underestimate me too much!"

A woman's voice suddenly came from the sky. Lin Feng looked up and saw a woman riding the wind, drifting down to the ground like a fairy.

It was Han Yu!

"You are Lin Feng? You are the one who injured my younger brother Han Jian? Lin Feng, you have a lot of nerve!" Han Yu scolded sharply.

"Enough talk, hand over my younger sister!" Lin Feng commanded.

"Win against me first!"

As soon as Han Yu finished speaking, she dashed toward Lin Feng, extending a slender, jade-like hand to strike at his chest.

One could see milky-white True Qi wrapping around Han Yu's hand, creating a sharp whistling sound as it rubbed against the air.

Seeing this, Wu Cheng immediately sneered: "Lin Feng, you're done for. This is my Senior Sister's signature martial skill—Bone-Melting Cotton Palm. I guarantee not even a scrap of your bones will be left!"

"Bone-Melting Cotton Palm? Ridiculous!"

Lin Feng looked disdainful and threw a punch quite casually, making contact with Han Yu's Bone-Melting Cotton Palm.

The collision of the two streams of True Qi triggered a powerful shockwave that blew in all directions like a hurricane.

Wu Cheng, Jiang Feng, Zhao Zhangqing, and Luo Xiuxiu were all forced to retreat repeatedly by this astonishing shockwave.

Also retreating repeatedly was Han Yu!

One could see Han Yu's face turn pale, her right hand trembling, and her breathing becoming rapid!

Yet Lin Feng remained standing in place, his face not flushed and his heart not racing, in a posture that didn't even count as a warm-up exercise.

"Is that it?" Lin Feng said.

Han Yu was shocked beyond measure and exclaimed: "You are not at the Martial Venerable realm; you are a Martial King!"

Han Yu's words made Wu Cheng and the others tremble with fear.

They had already overestimated Lin Feng as much as they could, but now they realized they had still underestimated this man!

But Han Yu's judgment was still wrong!

Lin Feng was not a Martial King, but a Martial Emperor; it was just that Lin Feng had not displayed the signature martial skills of a Martial Emperor, so Han Yu could not accurately judge Lin Feng's strength at all!

"I will say it again: hand over my younger sister, and I will spare your life!" Lin Feng said heavily.

Han Yu took a deep breath and said: "I admit I underestimated you, Lin Feng, but don't get too smug! Even if you are a Martial King, you might not necessarily be able to defeat me!"

"Fine, use whatever moves you have. I want to see who gave you the courage and confidence!"

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, he stomped heavily on the ground, his entire body shooting toward Han Yu like a cannonball leaving the chamber, arriving in front of her in an instant.

It was also at this moment that Han Yu flicked her right hand, and a long sword shimmering with cold light flew out from her sleeve and landed in her hand.

Seeing this long sword, the hearts of Wu Cheng, Jiang Feng, and the others jumped to their throats.

This long sword was no ordinary object; it was a Dharma Treasure, and a Mid-grade Dharma Treasure at that, named Baixia Sword!

The Baixia Sword was bestowed upon Han Yu by the Heaven Sword Sect Leader Xiao Luoyan, and under normal circumstances, Han Yu would never use this sword.

But now Han Yu was using it, which meant the situation had reached a point extremely unfavorable to her!

"Drizzling Rain!"

With a soft shout from Han Yu, the Baixia Sword in her hand thrust forward.

Streaks of sword Qi immediately shot out from the tip of the blade, heading straight for Lin Feng!

The sword Qi filling the sky was like a continuous drizzle, extremely dense, yet Lin Feng actually opened his Protective True Qi to take Han Yu's strike head-on, throwing a punch at her chest.

Han Yu hurriedly held the Baixia Sword horizontally across her chest to block Lin Feng's strike!

With a loud boom, Han Yu flew backward, bright red blood spilling from her mouth.

But she did not give up and slashed out with another sword strike.

"Sword Like the Bright Moon!"

A crescent-shaped sword Qi, seven or eight meters long, slashed obliquely toward Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and threw a punch, shattering this streak of Han Yu's sword Qi!

The shattered sword Qi was like countless sharp fragments, carving deep sword marks into the hard concrete ground.

"How is it possible..."

Looking at the unscathed Lin Feng, a strong sense of powerlessness arose in Han Yu's heart.

She had already cultivated to the Martial Venerable Peak, and looking across all of Jinling, no one was her match. Now she had even used the Mid-grade Dharma Treasure, the Baixia Sword; logically speaking, even a Martial Arts Expert who had just become a Martial King should not be her match.

Yet her sword technique could not hurt Lin Feng at all, and instead, Lin Feng had forced her into a desperate situation.

How could she accept this!

"In the world of Martial Dao, nothing is impossible!"

Lin Feng let out a violent shout and arrived before Han Yu like a ghost.

Han Yu was about to execute her sword technique again, but Lin Feng had already reached out his left hand a step earlier to grab her wrist.

Then, Lin Feng's right hand gripped her neck, lifting her entire body up!

Vast and mighty True Qi surged out from Lin Feng's palm, instantly pouring into Han Yu's body and suppressing all the True Qi in her!

Because of this, Han Yu could not even resist; she was now unable to use her Martial Dao strength!

"The Master Senior Sister has actually been defeated..."

"Is this real?"

"This Lin Feng is actually strong to such a degree!"

"Damn it..."

Jiang Feng, Wu Cheng, Zhao Zhangqing, and Luo Xiuxiu were all shocked to the extreme, to the point that they could not even believe everything before their eyes.

Hearing the painful groan emitted by Han Yu, they finally came to their senses.

"Lin Feng, let her go!"

"Stop!"

Wu Cheng, Jiang Feng, and the others shouted sternly and rushed over, but they stopped in their tracks before they could even reach him.

After all, Han Yu had already lost and was firmly controlled by Lin Feng; Lin Feng could completely kill Han Yu before they could make a move!

"Hand over my sister!" Lin Feng said coldly.

"You release our Master Senior Sister first!" Wu Cheng said angrily.