The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

After receiving Murong Fu's approval, Bao Butong revealed a smug smile, then turned around and arrogantly said to Ling Feng:

"Young Master, since you don't understand our young master's good intentions, then let me teach you a lesson about the dangers of the martial world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his long sword, flashed, and rushed towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng stood there quietly, watching Bao Butong's performance without offering any comments.

Of course, he wouldn't sit idly by and wait to be killed, nor would he easily let go of this talkative Bao Butong. He wanted to teach this man an unforgettable lesson.

Just as Bao Butong's longsword was about to pierce Ling Feng, Ling Feng suddenly unleashed Sword Twenty-Three.

In an instant, a sharp sword aura erupted from Ling Feng's body, instantly enveloping Bao Butong.

At this moment, to outsiders, Bao Butong seemed to have stopped his attack and stood frozen in place.

However, in reality, Bao Butong had already fallen into the deepest hell.

In this hell formed by sword energy, countless sharp sword energies constantly shuttled around him, cutting into his body.

Bao Butong could only watch helplessly as his body was torn apart bit by bit by the sword energy.

After unleashing this move, Ling Feng stopped and looked at everyone with a calm and composed expression, a faint smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

When everyone saw Ling Feng use his strange ability again, they were all terrified, and their eyes revealed undisguised horror.

This power filled them with immense fear and awe, and the fear began to spread rapidly, plunging the entire scene into a deathly silence.

When Murong Fu saw that Bao Butong had been subdued by Ling Feng without even making a move, and had no chance to resist, a surge of anger rose in his heart.

He felt his dignity had been greatly insulted, his face turned extremely gloomy, and he stared coldly at Ling Feng, his eyes flashing with anger.

Li Qiushui, who was on the mountaintop in the distance, also saw Ling Feng's move. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she pondered to herself.

Although she didn't know what martial arts Ling Feng used, judging from his performance just now, this young man clearly possessed considerable strength and unique methods.

Faced with such a sudden change, Li Qiushui decided to hold back for the time being and observe the situation before making any further plans.

Just then, a muffled thud was heard, and it turned out that Bao Butong had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, with tiny wounds all over his body, making him look horrific.

"Third Brother! Third Brother!"

Upon seeing Bao Butong collapse to the ground, the other three retainers exclaimed in alarm, their eyes filled with concern.

After exclaiming in alarm, Feng Bo'e became even more anxious and immediately flew up to Bao Butong's side to examine his injuries.

After a thorough investigation, it was found that the situation was better than expected.

Although the injuries appeared severe, the person was not actually seriously hurt; the damage was merely superficial.

He knew in his heart that all of this was thanks to Ling Feng's mercy.

Otherwise, judging from Bao Butong's performance today, he would either have died tragically on the spot or been seriously injured, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

He looked up and said gratefully to Ling Feng:

"Thank you for your mercy, young master."

"Hmph! When he wakes up, remember to tell him one thing for me: if you want to stand up for others, you must have enough strength."

Ling Feng said coldly.

"I will definitely convey Young Master Biao's words to him."

Feng Bo'e knew what Ling Feng meant, so he agreed without thinking.

In fact, Ling Feng's actions were also a veiled warning to them. Whether they could grasp the deeper meaning depended on their own understanding and attitude.

Feng Bo'e, carrying the unconscious Bao Butong, slowly retreated back into the crowd.

Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian rushed forward to check on Bao Butong's injuries.

Murong Fu remained silent, his face grim as he stared intently at Ling Feng, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.

Seeing them retreat back to their main camp, Ling Feng spoke loudly, his voice echoing throughout the entire area:

"Ladies and gentlemen, when I showed mercy before, did you all feel that I was merciful?"

Ling Feng's words clearly carried a accusatory tone, and everyone fell silent upon hearing them.

Although they didn't respond, they all took a step back in unison, showing their fear.

Murong Fu was already standing relatively far forward, so naturally he couldn't retreat with him. Now, he stood out even more.

Seeing everyone's reaction, even Ling Feng, with his composure, was slightly taken aback.

He looked at Murong Fu, who was at the head of the group, a faint smile playing on his lips, and asked softly:

"Cousin, do you perhaps have some brilliant idea?"

When Ling Feng questioned him like this in public, Murong Fu's face instantly turned ashen. He snorted coldly and forced himself to say:

"Hmph, what brilliant ideas could I possibly have? But my cousin, in just a few days, has become so unfathomably powerful."

"Haha, you flatter me, cousin. I can't believe my meager abilities have caught your eye."

Ling Feng wore a faint smile, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Murong Fu naturally understood Ling Feng's sarcastic remarks, but he did not get angry because of them.

His expression darkened further as he coldly stared at Ling Feng, his tone carrying a hint of threat:

"Hmph, what are you planning to do now, cousin? Do you intend to leave all of us here?"

Ling Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and he retorted sarcastically:

"Haha, cousin, that's funny. It's not like I need you to teach me how to deal with these people."

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu's anger intensified. He knew that Ling Feng was powerful, and if they really made a move, he might not be able to gain the upper hand.

So he decided to invoke his powerful backer, hoping to intimidate Ling Feng. He snorted coldly and said:

"Hmph, with a senior expert watching over this place, I advise you not to be arrogant!"

Ling Feng was taken aback when he heard this, then burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He stopped laughing, raised his hand, pointed to Li Qiushui on the distant mountaintop, and asked Murong Fu:

"Haha, is the senior expert my cousin was referring to her?"

Murong Fu followed Ling Feng's finger and saw Li Qiushui standing on the mountaintop. He was overjoyed, thinking that Ling Feng had been frightened.

He snorted coldly and said smugly:

"Hmph, cousin, you have a good eye. The senior has been watching this place all along. I advise you to stop being so stubborn."

Ling Feng smiled wryly; he had no idea where Murong Fu had seen him as afraid.