Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 441 - 439: Unstoppable

Chapter 441: Chapter 439: Unstoppable
WHOOSH!
A figure flashed. Duanmu Yu instantly appeared before the guard, lifting him by the collar. With bloodshot eyes, he demanded, "You said Luo Feng has arrived at Green Wood Peak? Is this true?"
"Second Young Master, it’s absolutely true!"
The guard, terrified by the frigid aura emanating from Duanmu Yu, shivered and stammered, "He has already entered the estate. Young Master Lei has already been killed by him, and Elder Liu Ming is currently fighting him!"
"You said Young Master Lei was killed by Luo Feng?"
It was Duanmu Xiao who asked this time, his thunderous roar shaking the entire plaza.
The others in the plaza finally realized this was no joke. Luo Feng, the one who had recently become the top newcomer, had actually dared to attack Green Wood Peak. Their faces paled, and their expressions filled with shock.
Does this man truly possess such audacity? Is he not afraid of death?
"Family Head, I saw it with my own eyes. That Luo Feng killed Young Master Lei." Swallowing hard, the guard spoke with terror in his eyes, his voice trembling.
Hearing this, Duanmu Xiao’s expression instantly darkened, a savage, cold light flickering in his tiger-like eyes.
Duanmu Lei was his eldest brother’s only son, murdered within their own family’s territory.
How could he, Duanmu Xiao, face this shame? Moreover, how could he explain this to Duanmuya?
Taking a deep breath, Duanmu Xiao asked in a heavy voice, "How many people did he bring?"
The guard’s eyes flickered for a moment before he gritted his teeth and said, "Only him."
"Only him? So you’re saying he, alone, killed Duanmu Lei?" The corner of Duanmu Xiao’s eyes twitched violently. Even Duanmu Yu, standing beside him, wore a look of disbelief.
The guard nodded and continued in a shaky voice, "Luo Feng is also at the late-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm. Moreover, when he fought Young Master Lei, he used only one move."
"One move!"
"How is that possible? I was also at the Newcomer Tournament. At that time, Luo Feng’s cultivation was only at the Eighth Hell Realm. How could his strength have grown so quickly?"
"Indeed, it’s only been a little over three months since the Newcomer Tournament. How could he have advanced from the Eighth Hell Realm to the late-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm?"
The nearby rtiad heroes and leaders of various forces were stunned upon hearing the guard’s words.
"This is impossible! That brat couldn’t have progressed so fast!"
Wan Feng gritted his teeth, his face flushed with agitation, his gaze somewhat terrifying.
To redeem himself, he had trained intensely over the past three-plus months, enduring countless hardships. His cultivation had only managed to reach the mid-stage Eighth Hell Realm, yet Luo Feng had reached the late-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm!
This enormous disparity struck Wan Feng deeply, making him feel as if a giant boulder was crushing his chest, a pressure he desperately wanted to release.
Zhao Hanshan was equally shocked by this news. After a long moment, he slowly exhaled and said, "Wan Feng, give up on revenge. You are no match for him."
"I don’t believe it! There’s no way he could have broken through to the late-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm in such a short time! There must be a mistake!" Wan Feng’s face was contorted with indignation.
"From the Eighth Hell Realm to the late-stage Ninth Heavenly Court Realm in three months... Yu Er, this time you’ve provoked a formidable enemy for the family."
In the center of the plaza, Duanmu Xiao sighed with emotion. His aura abruptly cooled as he said menacingly, "However, his arrival now is opportune. We must seize this chance to completely eradicate this threat!"
Duanmu Yu’s eyes narrowed. He took a step forward and said, "Father, how about you let me handle this? I have a score to settle with him!"
As he spoke, Duanmu Yu’s cold gaze swept over his empty sleeve, his expression growing even more frigid.
"Alright. However, this matter must be foolproof. If this boy is not eliminated, our Duanmu Family will never know peace!" Duanmu Xiao’s voice carried a bone-chilling coldness.
"Yes!"
Duanmu Yu replied, then turned and called out loudly, "Who is willing to go with me to kill Luo Feng?"
WHOOSH!
As soon as his voice fell, a middle-aged Martial Artist flew over and landed before Duanmu Yu. He cupped his fist and said, "Second Young Master, I will accompany you."
"Good! With Elder Wang Kun assisting, success is guaranteed!"
Duanmu Yu nodded. The middle-aged Elder before him was Wang Kun, a peak Ninth Heavenly Court Realm master, and his strength was among the top tier of the family’s Elders.
"Father, wait a moment. I will soon bring you Luo Feng’s head!" Duanmu Yu said to his father over his shoulder. He then turned to Wang Kun. "Let’s go!"
The two figures rose with the wind, darting towards the main gates of the estate.
But just then, a sudden commotion occurred.
Intense sounds of fighting suddenly erupted from a large bridge outside the plaza.
"AH! AH!..."
Continuous screams rang out as figures were sent flying into the air one after another. It was as if some monstrous beast was rushing this way.
WHOOSH!
Amidst everyone’s gazes, a figure swept above the large bridge. A figure in a blue martial robe fluttered in the wind. His face, still retaining a hint of youthfulness, was handsome and clear. His eyes were as sharp as blades, and he exuded the air of a superior. It was Luo Feng.
"Luo Feng!"
Duanmu Yu stopped, his eyes locked on the figure on the bridge. Thick bloodshot veins started to fill his eyes, and he felt a phantom ache in his right arm.
Luo Feng ignored the Duanmu Family guards surrounding him. He looked down at Duanmu Yu from his elevated position and said indifferently, "Duanmu Yu, we meet again. It seems your injury has healed."
A cold glint flashed in Duanmu Yu’s eyes as he sneered, "Luo Feng, I never thought you’d dare to come to Green Wood Peak."
"Why wouldn’t I dare to come?" Luo Feng countered, his expression calm.
Duanmu Yu was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth. "Luo Feng, you still dare to speak so arrogantly now? You severed my arm; I have never forgotten that debt. Today, don’t even think of leaving Green Wood Peak alive. Not only you, but your parents, your brothers, your entire family will be buried along with this arm of mine!"
"Is that so? Withstand one punch from me before you make your threats."
Murderous intent flared in Luo Feng’s eyes as he unleashed Tyrant Flame Return Wind, striking directly at Duanmu Yu.
BOOM!
The massive fist of fire Yuan Qi, imbued with high temperature and moving with lightning speed, caused the surrounding air to instantly boil and violently distort.
"Ah! Elder Wang Kun, save me!" Terrified by the horrifying pressure contained in the Fist Gāng, Duanmu Yu collapsed to the ground, his face pale as paper. He scrambled backward, desperately crying for help.
"You think you can harm our Young Master!"
A figure flashed beside him. Wang Kun shielded Duanmu Yu, his body erupting with yellow light that formed a mountain-shaped phantom, which then roared forward.
"Iron Mountain Shoulder Strike!"
BOOM!
Two completely different powers collided in mid-air. Amidst a deafening roar, intense red and yellow light erupted, filling the entire sky.
CRACKLE!
The tremendous impact caused the plaza to begin cracking. The large bridge Luo Feng was on shook once, then collapsed with a crash.
WHOOSH!
Luo Feng tapped his foot on the bridge’s surface and landed gracefully on the plaza, twenty paces in front of Duanmu Yu.
Lifting his gaze, Luo Feng looked at the middle-aged man shielding Duanmu Yu, his eyes narrowing. "To be able to block one of my punches, you must also be an Elder of the Duanmu Family."
"Hmph, boy, I am Duanmu Family Elder Wang Kun! You should have met Elder Liu Ming earlier. Where is he?" Wang Kun stared coldly at Luo Feng, unleashing a powerful aura.
Luo Feng, possessing Grand Momentum, was completely unaffected by the other’s aura. He rubbed his nose and said nonchalantly, "If you want to know, why don’t you go see for yourself?"
A nearby guard shouted, "Elder Wang Kun, Elder Liu Ming was defeated by him! He crippled his cultivation; he’s useless now!"
"What! You dared to cripple Elder Liu Ming!"
"Boy, you have some nerve!"
"Elder Wang Kun, quickly cripple this boy! Let him taste a fate worse than death! Avenge Elder Liu Ming!"
The Duanmu Family experts had all arrived. Several Elders, each brimming with killing intent, glared fiercely at Luo Feng, wishing they could dismember him.
"Hahaha..."
Luo Feng laughed, his hands clasped behind his back. His sharp gaze swept over the Duanmu Family experts one by one as he said coldly, "Since you want revenge, why aren’t you attacking?"
The Duanmu Family experts met Luo Feng’s gaze and couldn’t help but swallow. His gaze felt like that of an ancient ferocious beast; its chilling killing intent made them momentarily speechless.
The leaders of other nearby forces and rtiad heroes watching this scene were also somewhat shocked.
So many Duanmu Family experts, yet they were intimidated by Luo Feng alone!
"Setting aside strength, in terms of courage alone, none of these Duanmu Family members can compare to Luo Feng," someone couldn’t help but remark with emotion. The others nodded in agreement.
To face so many Duanmu Family experts alone... they asked themselves if they could be as composed as Luo Feng.
"Elder Wang Kun, kill this boy quickly!" Having been scared into falling by the force of the punch, Duanmu Yu felt both ashamed and furious. He ordered Wang Kun beside him.
Luo Feng looked at Duanmu Yu. "Only knowing how to hide behind others... Duanmu Yu, come over here."
BOOM!
As his voice fell, Luo Feng took a step, his figure shooting out like an arrow from a bow, leaving a trail of afterimages as he lunged towards Duanmu Yu.
He actually intended to capture Duanmu Yu alive in front of all the Duanmu Family experts!
"Boy, with me, Wang Kun, here, don’t even think about touching a hair on our Young Master! Iron Mountain Thousand Peaks Palm!"
Wang Kun had appeared before Duanmu Yu at some unknown point. His robes fluttered without wind as he fiercely struck out with his right palm. A colossal earth-yellow Yuan Qi palm erupted with an irresistible momentum, crushing down on Luo Feng.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...
The yellow palm shadow manifested illusions of a thousand peaks in mid-air, even containing a trace of the mountain’s intent realm. It was incredibly heavy. Wherever it passed, the ground violently ruptured, leaving a trench many meters wide!
"That’s Elder Wang Kun’s Wanshan Palm Method!" someone in the crowd with keen eyesight recognized the martial art Wang Kun was using and exclaimed in surprise.
This Wanshan Palm Method was a Profound Level, Inferior Grade martial art. Unleashed by Wang Kun with his peak Ninth Heavenly Court Realm cultivation, its might could only be described as terrifying—a single palm strike was enough to shatter perilous peaks and divert great rivers.
"You’re not strong enough to stop me."
Facing the whistling Palm Gāng, Luo Feng’s expression was indifferent. He also threw a punch. A massive crimson Fist Gāng, like a bolt of red silk, met it head-on.
It was the Eight Wildernesses Dominating Flame Fist.
BOOM!
As their Yuan Qi clashed, an earth-shattering explosion rocked the entire plaza. Wang Kun’s Wanshan Palm was completely broken. He was forced back more than ten steps, each step leaving a deep pit in the ground.
Luo Feng’s figure merely swayed slightly. Then, with a flash, he appeared beside Duanmu Yu.