Chapter 442: The Fleeing Dharma King of Blazing Fire

Looking at the center of the battlefield, both Zhou Yanran and Liehuo Fawang were forced backward by this powerful force.

Although Zhou Yanran had activated the Qingyuan Sword Body, there was, after all, a gap in cultivation realm between her and Liehuo Fawang; under this strike, a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Liehuo Fawang was in an even more wretched state; his arms had been slashed by the sword light, leaving wounds deep enough to see bone, and his palms had been severed at the wrists, with blood flowing freely.

The flames on his body had also dimmed significantly; after one strike, he looked like a beaten dog.

"This kind of power, fighting across realms... Wang Ji of the Zhennan Prince Mansion, you, you are actually an Immortal Seed?"

Liehuo Fawang gasped for air and said viciously, "But even if you have the Qingyuan Sword Body, you will find it hard to escape death today."

Zhou Yanran wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said coldly, "Then let's see you try."

Having said that, she swung her Long Sword again and attacked Liehuo Fawang.

Her sword techniques became even sharper, each strike carrying a formidable momentum.

Yet, the handless Liehuo Fawang was not as determined or desperate as his words suggested.

Instead, he spouted some trash talk and fled the area as if he had wind under his feet.

Cheng Feng, watching from the side, saw it clearly; seeing Liehuo Fawang about to escape, he thought to himself that this old fellow was quite cunning.

He was actually curious why Zhou Yanran didn't seize this opportunity to continue the pursuit.

Watching Liehuo Fawang's departing back, Zhou Yanran, who should have been pursuing, suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood.

The armored handmaidens nearby were about to step forward, but Zhou Yanran raised her hand to stop them and said coldly, "It is fine, let us return first; it is just a pity that the item was not brought back."

"The item??"

"What did the Zhennan Prince Mansion lose?"

"Or does Liehuo Fawang have something good on him?"

Then, he heard an armored handmaiden say urgently, "Wang Ji, let your subordinate take men to intercept and kill Liehuo Fawang; we will definitely bring the Tongti Flower back."

Zhou Yanran shook her head and said, "No need. I only came out to gain experience; it was merely killing an enemy across a major realm. As for Liehuo Fawang, let him live a few more days."

"Yes."

The guards cupped their fists in response.

High above the clouds, Cheng Feng, who was watching the show comfortably inside the Taiyang, felt a stir in his heart.

"Tongti Flower, a miraculous medicine for body refining. Liehuo Fawang has this thing on him?"

Cheng Feng did not move his body: "Follow him and see if I can make a small fortune."

Liehuo Fawang ran wildly all the way; although his two palms were severed and his injuries were severe, the desire to survive made him burst out with astonishing speed.

He hated secretly in his heart, not expecting that he would fall into the hands of a little girl in the True Qi Realm today; it was truly a great humiliation.

"Once my injuries recover, I will definitely make that Wang Ji of the Zhennan Prince Mansion pay the price, make her kneel on the ground and lick my toes, and let her understand that an Immortal Seed who hasn't grown up can also die."

Liehuo Fawang was mad with jealousy, thinking through gritted teeth, but his footsteps did not dare to pause in the slightest.

Cheng Feng sat on the Taiyang and followed from afar.

He discovered that Liehuo Fawang was heading toward a remote forest.

Cheng Feng was suspicious; could this old fellow have some hidden stronghold in this forest?

As they went deeper into the forest, the surrounding environment became increasingly quiet, the trees grew denser, and the sunlight could hardly penetrate the layers of branches and leaves.

The view that should have been visible was completely blocked.

Cheng Feng pondered for a second and made his decision directly.

"Fighting with Han Lei still required effort to pretend to be injured."

"This Liehuo Fawang is all alone; he should be able to let me test out my own strength."

Ever since the Panmian had the Flood Dragon Body constitution,

Cheng Feng had no reference for his own strength.

The Flood Dragon Body had no option to add points to it.

But relying solely on his physical body, he could contend with a Lianzhan Martial Artist.

And the supporting skill of Water Control had not been truly used yet.

He had already reached the stage of True Qi solidifying into Gang.

A severed hand.

An injured Martial Artist.

Plus the 300,000 taels of Imperial Court bounty.

And the Tongti Flower he had just heard about.

It was already enough to prompt Cheng Feng to take action.

If heaven gives it and you don't take it, you will suffer the consequences instead!!!

He leaped down from the Taiyang and blocked Liehuo Fawang's path in a few bounds.

"Hello there, I heard you have a Tongti Flower, right?"

Cheng Feng waved one hand and looked at Liehuo Fawang politely.

Liehuo Fawang glared at Cheng Feng, his eyes full of resentment: "Brat, who are you?"

Cheng Feng sneered: "Yo, just a moment ago you were being tough, wanting to fight Wang Ji to the death,

and now you've turned cowardly? Why don't you show me the momentum you had just now."

"Where did this brat pop out from?"

"Could he have been nearby the whole time?"

Liehuo Fawang's face turned pale and green; he knew his current state was extremely poor, and if he really had to fight, he was afraid he would not be Cheng Feng's match.

But he was unwilling to admit defeat just like that, so he braced himself and said, "Brat, do you know the consequences of offending my Red Lotus Sect? My Red Lotus Sect has experts like clouds; once they know you ruined my good deed, they will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces."

Cheng Feng curled his lips in disdain: "Red Lotus Sect? You are nothing but a group of evildoers; I am not afraid of you."

"Since you have fallen into my hands today, don't even think about leaving alive."

Having said that, Cheng Feng circulated the muscular power of his Flood Dragon Body, his body emitting an aura akin to refined steel.

His figure flashed as he attacked Liehuo Fawang, throwing a punch that carried a whistling wind.

Liehuo Fawang was startled and hurriedly dodged to the side.

But Cheng Feng's punch was extremely fast; he was still grazed by the wind of the fist, his body stumbling, nearly falling over.

"His realm hasn't reached True Qi, yet this power, relying solely on his body, is already no less than mine. Could he be another Immortal Seed?" Liehuo Fawang steadied his figure, secretly lamenting in his heart.

He knew he likely could not escape his fate today, but he was unwilling to surrender without a fight, so he exhausted all his strength and lunged toward Cheng Feng, wanting to make a final struggle.

Since his hands were broken, he would use leg techniques.

"Flying Crane Leg."

Shaped like a flying crane, the leg carried a gale of Gang Qi.

Cheng Feng sneered, neither dodging nor evading, and waited for Liehuo Fawang to approach.

He kicked out violently, striking first despite moving later, hitting Liehuo Fawang squarely in the chest.

Liehuo Fawang only felt a massive force surge through him; his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

He struggled to climb up, but his injuries were too severe, and he failed after several attempts. Lying on the ground, he glared viciously at Cheng Feng and said through gritted teeth: "Despicable villain... a villain who only knows how to take advantage of others' precarious positions. My Red Lotus Sect will not let you off..."

Cheng Feng stood to the side with his arms crossed, looking at the wretched Liehuo Fawang on the ground with a face full of mockery, and sneered: "Taking advantage of a precarious position?

You are a great expert of the Gang Qi Realm; you fought the Zhennan Prince Wang Ji until you were both severely injured.

I came out to finish you off; how is that taking advantage of a precarious position?

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being skilled enough and for making enemies everywhere.

If you were truly capable, Zhou Yanran should have died just now."