Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu

  The July weather was very humid and warm. Although this valley was surrounded by mountains, it was still the same. However, nobody could feel anything warm about Bei Feng's creepy smile. Instead, they felt like they had sunk into an icy pit!

  "Since you've stretched your right leg over the line, you can just leave it behind. Why are there always people who cannot distinguish what's good for them?"

  Bei Feng chuckled lightly and walked slowly towards Jian Yong.

  "You wish to go against my Jian Clan? I hope you understand this point; you are not alone here. There's still that lady behind you, for instance……"

  Jian Yong did not show any signs of fear. He regarded Bei Feng with interest, curious to see what choice he'd make.

  He wasn't that scared of Bei Feng even though the latter was but a short distance away from him. Not mentioning the fact that eight Xiantian Lords had come from the Jian Clan this time, he himself was a middle stage Xiantian Lord!

  Although Bei Feng seemed to be pretty strong, he did not believe that he would be captured so easily within a short period of time. The moment the people from the Jian Clan sensed a fight here and all eight Xiantian Lords arrived together, they would only need an instant to kill this fellow!

  "Are you threatening me?"

  Bei Feng narrowed his eyes as his aura turned eerily cold. It was like they were in the middle of a blizzard!

  "Correct, I'm threatening you. You may not care about my Jian Clan; but how about your woman and your relatives? Can they ignore my Jian Clan as well? If you wish for them to remain safe, you'd best kneel down right now and beg me."

  Jian Yong felt exceedingly smug in his heart. All the depression from before was being swept away in that instant. There was nothing more gratifying than having a Xiantian Lord kneel before oneself!

  "HAHA, some people really don't know what's good for themselves. The Esteemed Lord is giving you face by asking you to kneel! Don't think that you're something awesome just because you've cultivated to the Xiantian level."

  "Exactly. Xiantian Lords are as common as flies in the Jian Clan. Killing you would be as simple as squeezing an ant to death!"

  Everyone behind Jian Yong had resumed their calm and arrogance. After seeing that the situation had changed, they started to fawn on Jian Yong again.

  By now, they had all regained their confidence. The Jian Clan was a mega clan! How could a mere Xiantian Lord dare to offend them?

  If they didn't seize the opportunity to hug onto this huge tree, what else were they waiting for?

  "Ah…… You're forcing me to annihilate your Jian Clan."

  Bei Feng wasn't angry at all. In his eyes, the people before him were all a bunch of corpses. What was the point in wasting words with the dead?

  Without saying anything else, his blood and Qi energy surged and spilled forth like a violent volcano!

  The lotus flowers behind him began to wilt rapidly row by row. Bei Feng directly raised his hand and pressed it before him!

  "You dare!"

  Never in his wildest dreams did Jian Yong expect that this person would be so decisive, directly moving to attack! It was as if he did not give a single f*ck about the Jian Clan behind him!

  A 20-30 meter wide palm descended from the sky along with Bei Feng's move. It looked exceptionally heavy, like the Five Fingered Mountain that trapped Sun Wukong in the legendary story Journey to the West!

  Before the palm even landed, the wooden platform directly shattered into pieces and collapsed!

  "Boom!"

  The huge palm smacked downwards ruthlessly, sending mud and water splashing high into the sky!

  A formless protective screen appeared before Bei Feng, blocking everything that was flying in his direction.

  A huge palm imprint had appeared in the huge lake, over a dozen meter deep!

  Large amounts of water flowed into that palm imprint, quickly filling it with water.

  Mystic Moon seemed to have grown tired of playing, pulled her jade-like feet out of the water and slipped them into her shoes as though there was nothing strange about the situation around her at all.

  A section of the wooden path had disappeared, leaving the three meter wide platform behind Bei Feng.

  Bei Feng stretched a hand out to Mystic Moon. Mystic Moon grabbed his hand lightly and with a light leap, he soared into the sky like an eagle!

  With Mystic Moon's hand tightly in his palm, Bei Feng's feet lightly tapped against a lotus leaf as he leapt forward again without a loss of speed.

  Such a large commotion had naturally attracted the attention of numerous people. Everyone who heard the noise was rushing towards the lake.

  At this time, Bei Feng and Mystic Moon had landed back on the dry ground and was walking towards the crowd casually.

  "Stop! What happened just now? Did you see my Jian Clan's Clan Leader?"

  A loud shout rang out, stunning those Evolved Jing masters who were nearby.

  A group of seven dashed over from a distance away, appearing beside Bei Feng and Mystic Moon and surrounding them.

  Bei Feng did not bother to look at the few people properly, and directly said, "Dead. I killed him. Also, your Jian Clan better give me a satisfactory explanation for all this. Otherwise, I don't mind spending some effort to wipe out your Jian Clan."

  "What?! The Clan Leader is dead!?" someone shouted with disbelief. It had only been a few minutes but Jian Yong was already dead?

  "Audacious!"

  "You're seeking death!"

  "Capture him, but don't kill him!"

  The people from the Jian Clan were enraged. The Clan Leader had been killed right under their noses. This was a great humiliation for their Jian Clan!

  "It's over. This young man is going to suffer; that's the Jian Clan!"

  An old man shook his head and sighed.

  "How could someone so young possibly be able to kill the Jian Clan's Clan Leader? The Jian Clan's Clan Leader should be a Xiantian Lord right?"

  "Not only this person; everyone related to him will be in huge trouble. Killing the Jian Clan's Clan Leader is the same as slapping the Jian Clan's face!"

  Although everyone had guessed that Bei Feng probably came from a powerful clan to achieve such strength at his age, most of the people were still pointing at him, with none fancying his chances. This was the Jian Clan after all; a mega clan! If the young man's backing was strong enough, why hadn't he announced the clan's name already?

  One had to know that the seven people from the Jian Clan were all Xiantian Lords. Four of them were primary Xiantian Lords, and two were middle stage Xiantian Lords. The bearded old man among them was even a late stage Xiantian Lord!

  The crowd was extremely excited. Such a lineup was extremely strong. Normally, it was hard to meet even a single Xiantian Lord, much less have a chance to witness a deathmatch between a few Xiantian Lords?

  "Flying Eagle Claw! Stay down for me!"

  One of the seven Xiantian Lords jumped into the air and grabbed towards Bei Feng's shoulder!

  "Flying Eagle Claw! That's the most famous martial technique of the Jian Clan! It's extremely powerful and if one is gripped by it, even their arms could well be torn off!" A peak Evolved Jing master nearby gasped aloud as his eyes widened.

  The other Evolved Jing masters also opened their eyes wide, hoping to glimpse some insights from this claw strike.

  Bei Feng pursed his lips with annoyance. This was also called an eagle's claw?

  Narrowing his eyes slightly, Bei Feng hardened his fingers and swept out with a claw strike of his own!

  An archaic claw flashed in the sky, instantly appearing in front of the Xiantian Lord and colliding with the Flying Eagle Claw formed by Heaven and Earth Ling Qi!

  "Bang!"

  Bei Feng's eagle claw broke through the Flying Eagle Claw like a chainsaw slicing through rotten wood. The Flying Eagle Claw was disintegrated instantly, and Bei Feng's claw strike continued to smash into the Xiantian Lord's body, extinguishing his life with tyrannical might.

  Bei Feng stepped forward again as a finger strike stabbed out towards another Xiantian Lord who had pulled out a weapon.

  "Dang!"

  A loud ringing sound rang out as the incomparably tough hybrid gold saber was blasted apart with a simple poke!

  "How can he be this strong?! I refuse to believe it!"

  Seeing Bei Feng slay two Xiantian Lords with two steps, the other five's faces turned exceedingly ugly in an instant. The elderly late stage Xiantian Lord swung his hundred jin heavy halberd and chopped towards Bei Feng!

  Jian Huatian's sleeves fluttered noisily as his essence Qi was pushed to the limit!

  This one halberd strike was enough to split the toughest rocks apart! Without any exaggerations, if there was an armored vehicle before it, it could also be chopped into two pieces by it!

  Bei Feng's expression did not change in the slightest as he faced this strike. But in the eyes of the crowd, it seemed like he was unable to respond to the attack. As the halberd neared Bei Feng's head, Jian Huatian smiled. Although he didn't know why this fellow did not dodge, it was already too late. At such a distance, even if he began to react and tried to dodge now, he would still suffer a heavy injury!