Chapter 110: Slaying Li Haoran with a Sword
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All of Li Qi’s movements froze in place.
He was dead!
How formidable!
Qin Feng and Zhan Bai had coordinated with flawless precision.
One fought at close range while the other launched attacks from afar, their abilities complementing each other perfectly.
Two powerful warriors of the Gang Realm had actually managed to kill an Earth Gang Realm expert with ease!
It completely defied everyone’s common understanding.
Qin Feng and Zhan Bai, however, did not find it surprising.
Killing Li Qi had been part of their calculations from the beginning.
Although Li Qi had reached the Earth Gang Realm, he was only at the first level. Qin Feng and Zhan Bai had worked together before and possessed an exceptional understanding of each other. On top of that, Li Qi had underestimated them. He had no idea that both men possessed numerous hidden trump cards, and he had especially underestimated Qin Feng, an unpredictable variable unlike any other.
That mistake had cost him dearly.
Caught off guard, he had fallen victim to the Ghost Sword, Zhan Bai!
The flying sword controlled by Li Qi also lost its master the instant he died. It drifted gently into Qin Feng’s hand.
From the beginning of the battle to the moment Li Qi was struck down and died, only a few breaths had passed.
It had happened so quickly that no one had even managed to react. The arrogant expression on Li Haoran’s face had not yet completely faded before it stiffened, replaced by a deathly pallor.
Huo Siyan stared at Qin Feng with eyes wide in disbelief, as though she were seeing him for the first time. Deep in her eyes, a profound trace of regret flickered.
If Huo Siyan still could not understand that Qin Feng had deliberately concealed his strength from her, then she truly would have been a fool.
Qin Feng was not merely powerful. He was absurdly powerful—so powerful that calling him a monster or a prodigy would hardly be an exaggeration.
Most astonishing of all was the mysterious coffin that had appeared from nowhere. Its peerlessly sinister aura told Huo Siyan that Qin Feng was a man who harbored secrets. At this moment, thinking of herself, Huo Siyan’s gaze grew unfocused, and her heart continued to struggle within her.
Those who looked down on others were even less willing to be ridiculed by them.
Huo Siyan was exactly that kind of person.
With Li Qi dead, Li Haoran had lost the backbone supporting him.
The man had some talent when it came to seducing women, but as for cultivation and actual combat ability, he was utterly worthless. The instant he saw Li Qi die, he turned and fled in terror, lacking even the courage to exchange a single blow with Qin Feng and Zhan Bai.
Forget fighting—he could barely remain standing!
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The previous battle with Qin Feng had frightened Li Haoran out of his wits. In his eyes, Qin Feng was the embodiment of nightmares and the devil himself.
But how could Qin Feng possibly let him escape?
With a cold laugh, Qin Feng gave chase. Before long, he returned with Li Haoran by the collar. After binding him with the Profound-Binding Chain, he threw him onto the ground.
Then Qin Feng took out the Heavenly Demon Blood-Banner Coffin. When the lid opened, Fang Xinyi was revealed within.
“Zhan Bai, kill him. Take out the Seven-Spirit Immortal Lotus and save your woman. Then we’ll leave Shu Sword Mountain together. From now on, you and I, as brothers, will roam the world with our swords.”
Qin Feng’s words did not mention anyone else. Behind him, bitterness once again surfaced in Huo Siyan’s eyes.
She knew that this outstanding young man’s heart had been thoroughly wounded by her. Some things could never be undone. Yet after the bitterness passed, Huo Siyan’s gaze gradually hardened with resolve.
Qin Feng knew nothing of these changes. His attention was focused entirely on persuading Zhan Bai.
What troubled him was that Zhan Bai was still hesitating and struggling.
Especially when Li Haoran began shouting for mercy—“Senior Brother Zhan, don’t kill me! Please, don’t kill me!”—the sword Zhan Bai had raised into the air once again came to a halt.
After knocking Li Haoran unconscious, Qin Feng shook his head.
He knew why Zhan Bai hesitated. Deep down, he still could not let go of Shu Sword Mountain, nor of his former master-disciple relationship with Li Xingjian. After all, Li Xingjian was Zhan Bai’s master. As the old saying went, a master was like a father. No matter how despicable, misguided, or wrong Li Xingjian might be, he was still Zhan Bai’s master.
If Li Haoran were killed, Li Xingjian would certainly become furious and heartbroken. That was why Zhan Bai hesitated.
And his struggle was for Fang Xinyi. Killing Li Haoran would naturally save her. Moreover, considering everything Li Haoran had done in the past, he truly deserved to die!
“I knew it would come to this!”
Qin Feng remained silent and took out the flying sword he had just obtained from Li Qi. Without another word, he swung it directly at Li Haoran’s forehead.
Splurt!
The flying sword was razor-sharp. Cleaving through a skull was no different from slicing a watermelon.
One stroke split him in two!
Li Haoran did not even have time to cry out before he died beyond all hope of recovery.
What ruthless decisiveness!
Everything had happened too suddenly. No one had expected Qin Feng to act with such resolution.
After all, Li Haoran was the son of the master of Shu Sword Mountain!
Killing him meant completely offending Li Xingjian, the entire Shu Sword Mountain sect, and even every orthodox force in the Kingdom of Yunqi!
But it was already too late to change what had happened.
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Qin Feng had cleaved Li Haoran’s head in two, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere. Even Huo Siyan behind him cried out in shock.
Zhan Bai’s expression also changed drastically, but it was already impossible to stop him.
Qin Feng had already reached into Li Haoran’s shattered skull and pulled out the Seven-Spirit Immortal Lotus.
He waved the lotus in his hand and tossed it happily to Zhan Bai. For a moment, Zhan Bai seemed dazed. He stared at the Seven-Spirit Immortal Lotus in his hands for a long time without speaking.
Perhaps because Li Haoran’s blood had sprayed everywhere, the air was thick with the stench of blood. The moment Li Haoran died, the Seven-Eyed Azure Beast in the lake licked its scarlet tongue and began roaring once more.
Qin Feng slapped his forehead. He had nearly forgotten about this enormous problem.
If he did not deal with the Seven-Eyed Azure Beast first, then once it truly became enraged, none of them would survive.
Fortunately, corpses were plentiful. Qin Feng picked up Li Haoran’s body and threw it toward the beast. The creature opened its disgusting maw and swallowed Li Haoran whole.
The Seven-Eyed Azure Beast seemed very satisfied.
Perhaps what it truly admired was Qin Feng’s manner of acting—decisive and ruthless, perfectly suited to its own cruel and bloodthirsty nature.
After roaring toward Qin Feng, its seven demonic eyes suddenly blinked in an eerie fashion. A purple lightning sigil shot forth in Qin Feng’s direction, heading straight for the center of his brow.
Qin Feng froze, but the Heavenly Demon within him sent him a message.
“Qin Feng, don’t move. The Seven-Eyed Azure Beast wants to acknowledge you as its master. This is an incredible stroke of fortune!”
Qin Feng: “...!”
“It really wants to submit to me?”
“All right, then. Let it. I suppose it sees that I’m a bloodthirsty, battle-loving ruthless man. It probably wants to follow me so it can eat more human flesh.”
Thinking this, Qin Feng did not move.
In any case, Li Haoran and Li Qi had been dealt with. Everyone else was a friend, and no further accidents should occur. As a result, Qin Feng’s mind relaxed slightly.
But just as the purple lightning sigil was about to reach the center of his brow, a graceful figure suddenly flashed in front of him.
The sigil struck—but it struck the brow of the person standing before him.
Qin Feng focused his eyes on the figure and was so astonished that he could not speak for a long while.
“Huo Siyan!”
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