Chapter 135: You Still Have a Chance to Run

Hong Tianyang finished speaking, then waited for Jiang Feng to sensibly leave.

In his view, his own initiative to let Jiang Feng off the hook was already giving the other party a huge face.

After all, he is a Top Master; if he truly went all out.

Even if Jiang Feng is strong, it may not end well; the two sides are most likely to reach a mutually disastrous outcome.

But Jiang Feng merely raised his eyebrows, extended a finger and pointed at Ling Zhaixing lying on the ground.

"You can leave, but I have to take her with me."

"You, sir, are being far too oblivious!"

Hong Tianyang's complexion instantly turned ashen.

The Grandmaster aura erupted violently, and the surrounding air seemed ignited, bearing scorching heat.

"Sir, I respect your extraordinary strength, which is why I left you a sliver of survival. But do you really think I wouldn't dare go all out against you? If we truly fight, I will give my all; even if I can't kill you, I can grievously wound you! Then, you might not be able to protect her!"

Hong Tianyang was speaking the truth.

A Top Master going all out has boundless power; even if Jiang Feng is stronger, he cannot remain unscathed.

He thought Jiang Feng would weigh the pros and cons and abandon Ling Zhaixing.

But Jiang Feng merely shrugged, his face bearing a slightly feigned helpless smile.

"Can't help it; who made her call me 'dear'? I can't just abandon my own woman, can I?"

"You!"

Hong Tianyang, angry to the point of trembling all over, only then realized that he had been toyed with by Jiang Feng from start to finish!

The other side was simply having fun with him!

Ling Zhaixing lay on the ground, and upon hearing Jiang Feng's words, couldn't help but spit.

"Shameless! Who's your girlfriend! Even now you still don't forget to take advantage of me!"

"Since you insist on wading into this murky water, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Hong Tianyang was thoroughly enraged, the apprehension in his eyes replaced by a raging fire.

He thrust his hands together forcefully, then split them apart just as violently.

His palms instantly flashed with scorching red light, a tremendously fierce aura spreading outward, even the ground around became slightly hot.

"Take my Red Sun Palm!"

"Careful! His Red Sun Palm is incredibly fierce; the palm wind carries flames, even refined iron swept by it would melt into molten metal!"

Ling Zhaixing instinctively shouted a loud warning.

She had once seen Hong Tianyang kill a Seven-star Warrior with his Red Sun Palm.

That warrior had no chance to resist; his body was directly baked black by the palm wind, dying in a gruesome manner.

As soon as the words fell, Hong Tianyang's first palm already slammed forward!

The red light in his palm was dazzling, accompanied by a whistling forceful wind, as if it would set the very air ablaze.

It struck straight toward Jiang Feng's chest, the speed so fast that only a afterimage remained.

Jiang Feng shifted his foot lightly, his figure slipping aside like a phantom.

The palm wind brushed his garment's edge, sweeping over the Stones scattered on the ground.

A booming sound rang out, and the massive stone was instantly shattered into pieces by the scorching palm wind.

Each fragment of stone retained a scorching temperature.

Hong Tianyang let out a cold snort, without pausing.

The second, third, and fourth palms followed in succession.

Each palm bore scorching red light and a fiercely powerful wind.

The palm shadows piled up, sealing off all of Jiang Feng's escape routes.

Yet Jiang Feng's figure remained composed, flashing and leaping, his steps appearing casual yet always managing to evade Hong Tianyang's palm wind by the narrowest margin.

He didn't even counterattack, merely dodging, causing every one of Hong Tianyang's assaults to miss.

The anger made Hong Tianyang's chest feel constricted, his inner force becoming somewhat chaotic.

"You only know how to dodge? Have the guts to meet my palm head‑on!"

Hong Tianyang roared, unleashing his fifth palm.

This palm was even more ferocious than the previous four; the red light in his palm nearly solidified, bearing a world‑shattering momentum, slamming toward Jiang Feng's crown.

Jiang Feng finally halted, raising his head to look at Hong Tianyang.

"Meet your palm head‑on? Sure. But the Grandmaster who previously told me to go all out, named Ge Tianxiong, do you know him?"

"Ge Tianxiong, what's his story?"

Hong Tianyang's palm wind abruptly halted, his eyes filled with shock.

Ge Tianxiong was of equal renown, both Top Masters, their strengths comparable; naturally, he knew him.

"Nothing much."

Jiang Feng's tone was flat, as if speaking of a trivial matter.

"He also once tried to go all out with me, but I killed him with a single palm."

"What?"

Hong Tianyang's complexion instantly turned ghastly.

A palm killed Ge Tianxiong? How could that be possible?

Ge Tianxiong's strength was comparable to his; even if Jiang Feng were stronger, it couldn't be that easy!

But seeing Jiang Feng's composed gaze, he couldn't help but believe.

Jiang Feng can instantly slay four Eighth Grade Martial Artists and easily evade his Red Sun Palm; indeed he possesses such power!

Fear spread instantly, and Hong Tianyang no longer had the previous arrogance; only one thought remained in his mind.

Run!

Hong Tianyang is not Jiang Feng's opponent at all; if the fight goes on, he'll end up just like Ge Tianxiong!

Although Hong Tianyang wants to run, Surface he loudly issued orders.

"Everyone, attack me! Entangle him! No matter life or death!"

Those black‑clad warriors, though Fearful, dared not defy the order and could only grit their teeth and rush toward Jiang Feng.

Seizing the chance, Hong Tianyang thrust his body backward sharply, turned, and tried to run toward the factory back door.

He wants to slip away! As long as he can get out, he'll have a chance to fetch reinforcements and later return to avenge himself against Jiang Feng!

But after only two steps, he felt an invisible force lock him, rendering him immobile.

He turned his head and saw Jiang Feng, who had appeared behind him at an unknown moment, his gaze icy, a faint Laughter at the corner of his mouth.

"Grandmaster Hong, want to run? Is it because you look down on me too much?"

Jiang Feng's movements were unbelievably fast.

The instant those black‑clad warriors charged, he had already slipped past them and blocked Hong Tianyang's path.

"No! You cannot kill me! You can't offend the people behind me!"

Hong Tianyang's face turned ghastly pale, and his voice trembled.

Jiang Feng raised his hand and waved; an invisible wave of qi spread out.

Those charging black‑clad warriors, before they could reach Jiang Feng, were struck by the wave and were flung backward.

After hitting the ground they fell silent; in the blink of an eye, they were all slain.

Hong Tianyang stared at the corpses strewn on the ground, completely lost his courage, and with a thud knelt on the earth.

He repeatedly kowtowed to Jiang Feng, and his forehead quickly began to bleed.

"Spare me, sir! I was wrong! I should not have provoked you! Please spare my life! I am willing to be your ox and horse! Please have mercy on me!"

He kowtowed while pleading, his demeanor utterly humble.

Ling Zhaixing lay on the ground, watching the scene, her heart filled with complexity.

The once haughty Top Master now showed such a disgraceful moment.

"Too late."

Jiang Feng's voice was calm.

As soon as the words finished, Hong Tianyang felt a powerful surge of vigor flood his body, instantly shattering his heart and Meridians. He widened his eyes, and a torrent of fresh blood gushed from his mouth.

His body fell limp on the ground, twitched a few times, and then completely ceased breathing.

Grandmaster Hong Tianyang, dead!

Jiang Feng turned his head toward Ling Zhaixing, offering a faint smile.

"Now, no one blocks you. You may keep running; my Lightness Skill is not as good as yours, and I may not catch up."

Ling Zhaixing looked at Jiang Feng's smile, and a chill rose in her heart.

She swallowed, struggled to rise from the ground, and took from her neck a small Tiger Talisman tied with a red rope.

She handed the Tiger Talisman to Jiang Feng.

"I... I won't run. This is the Southern Frontier Tiger Talisman; I give it to you, please spare my life!"

She now only wants to survive; the Tiger Talisman, however important, is no match for her own life.

But she didn't expect Jiang Feng to merely cast a faint glance at the Tiger Talisman.

"I don't want the Tiger Talisman."

Jiang Feng pointed at Ling Zhaixing: "I'm only interested in you..."