Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 204 - 0204: Sword Breaks, Man Flies—Trash and Garbage!

Chapter 204: Chapter 0204: Sword Breaks, Man Flies—Trash and Garbage!

The Soft Sword gleamed like cold light in Hong Gu’s hands.

With a flick of the wrist.

Clusters of sword flowers shimmered in the air.

Hong Gu’s sword speed was extremely fast.

Like lightning.

Leaving trails of afterimages in the sky.

And, the Rain of Swords Realm, the First Level, is the Illusion Sword Technique.

Obviously, Hong Gu was close to touching the Rain of Sword’s Sword Dao Realm.

This sword was aimed straight at Ye Qingfeng, radiant with cold light.

Everyone seemed to see the character for "death" engraved above Ye Qingfeng’s head.

"I’ve said it, you are not worthy of using a sword."

Facing Hong Gu’s fierce sword force.

Ye Qingfeng advanced instead of retreating, moving second yet arriving first.

In an instant, he pressed forward.

As if charging towards Hong Gu’s longsword.

Seeking death?

Ye Qingfeng’s action, in the eyes of everyone.

Undeniably became an act of courting death.

This sword, everyone backed away more than ten meters, yet still felt their skin prickling.

Not to mention confronting it directly.

Even some of the martial artists present.

At this moment, thought the best approach was to avoid the sharp edge and then seek an opportunity.

Absolutely not rush in recklessly like Ye Qingfeng.

"First, I’ll cut off your arms..."

Hong Gu snorted coldly.

Ye Qingfeng was indeed too arrogant.

Hong Gu must wash away Ye Qingfeng’s verbal insults with blood.

The soft sword in his hand seemingly turned into a sharp sword.

Under the enhancement of spiritual power.

The soft sword became hard, seemingly able to pierce steel.

"Swish!"

In an instant.

The tip of Hong Gu’s soft sword reached Ye Qingfeng.

This all happened in the blink of an eye.

Clang!

An extremely clear sound rang out.

In the sword flower conjured by Hong Gu’s soft sword.

Ye Qingfeng effortlessly found the sword tip.

And caught it between his fingers.

Hong Gu’s sword felt as if it had stabbed into steel.

Unable to advance even a fraction, nor withdraw.

Even as Hong Gu exerted all his strength, neck reddening.

It was to no avail.

But what truly terrified Hong Gu.

Wasn’t Ye Qingfeng’s great strength.

But how Ye Qingfeng could find his sword tip amid the sword shadow.

And clutch it with a pair of flesh fingers.

"I told you trash not to draw your sword, yet you insist on showing off like a clown."

"Get lost!"

Ye Qingfeng’s voice was as cold as Nine Netherworld ice.

The fingers pinching the sword tip suddenly exerted force.

With a snap.

The sound of metal snapping resounded sharply.

The sword broke.

Then, before Hong Gu could react.

Ye Qingfeng kicked with force.

With a booming sound.

He sent Hong Gu flying.

You must know.

Ye Qingfeng’s kick was equivalent to the power of a high-level War Master.

How could Hong Gu withstand it?

The sound of bones cracking.

Kept ringing out.

His end was even more miserable than Uncle Niu’s.

With a single step from Ye Qingfeng.

Hong Gu’s ribs turned to powder.

His whole body soared like a burlap sack.

Tossed away.

Thud!

A surrounding table.

Shattered by Hong Gu’s impact, wood chips flying.

The tremendous crash.

Left everyone in the hall stunned.

What did they just witness?

Ye Qingfeng caught Hong Gu’s soft sword barehanded.

Clamped the sword tip with two fingers.

How terrifying.

Completely crushed Hong Gu.

"Are all Hong Family members such trash?"

Ye Qingfeng’s indifferent voice rang out.

Luo family’s Uncle Niu was a waste.

Hong family’s Hong Gu was trash.

Ye Qingfeng said this before.

Everyone thought it was arrogant madness.

But judging from the current situation.

Uncle Niu and Hong Gu barely lasted a move against Ye Qingfeng.

If not waste, what are they? If not trash, what are they?

Both were now beaten nearly to death, lying on the ground.

Like dead dogs.

The waste and trash in Ye Qingfeng’s mouth further highlighted his dominance.

Now, with Uncle Niu and Hong Gu disgraced.

It wasn’t just about themselves.

It represented the Luo Family and the Hong Family.

But Ye Qingfeng didn’t care about these.

He walked straight ahead.

Blocking his path were Luo Yu and Hong Tao.

"Kneel!"

Ye Qingfeng shouted angrily.

The glass of the entire hall shattered under his roar.

And Luo Yu and Hong Tao.

Faced Ye Qingfeng directly.

This shout carried spiritual power.

How could Luo Yu and Hong Tao withstand it?

Immediately, blood oozed from their seven orifices.

Clearly, they were internally injured by Ye Qingfeng’s shout.

Offering no resistance.

Luo Yu and Hong Tao screamed miserably and knelt to the ground.

Parting to the sides.

Ye Qingfeng walked between them.

Like an ancient emperor on patrol.

"Today, anyone involved in this, won’t think of leaving."

Ye Qingfeng walked slowly.

But his Nine Netherworld ice-cold voice echoed through the hall.

This fierce killing intent.

Made cold sweat appear on everyone’s backs.

This killing intent was built on blood.

Not a hollow paper tiger.

"This person, even in Southern Base City, can stand equal to those Martial Arts geniuses. Brother Xu Qian, you must be careful."

Even the family elites in Southern Base City, Shui Ruyi, looked at Ye Qingfeng with solemnity.

Mainly because Ye Qingfeng had just pinched Hong Gu’s fierce sword with two fingers.

It was too terrifying.

So terrifying, no one knew to what extent Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Dao realm had reached.

"Indeed troublesome, but today he must be slain!"

Xu Qian’s eyes brimmed with an even stronger killing intent.

This Martial Arts genius was too much of a threat to the Xu Family, must be nipped in the bud.

Especially, the woman Xu Qian eyes, how could he just give up?

He was, after all, ranked 80th on the Hidden Dragon List.

Xu Qian naturally had confidence in himself.

"I now understand why the Divine Guard, Ancient Martial Arts Martial Arts Hall’s Guo Jianfeng, and Reidy would personally try to recruit this young man."

With an originally faint smile.

Watching Ye Qingfeng.

Like playing a game of cat-and-mouse, Xu Shanhe.

Now placed down the teacup.

Looking at Ye Qingfeng seriously.

Xu Qian could already spot some signs.

Their elders could even more so feel Ye Qingfeng’s terror.

"This boy is too young, no matter how powerful, not too powerful, today he must be killed!"

Luo Balong clenched his hands behind his back.

He could already imagine, once Ye Qingfeng grew strong.

How dreadful he would become.

By then, the Luo Family would truly face a catastrophe.

"Kill, he must be killed, or the honor of our Three Great Families will have nowhere to hide."

Hong Shanghang’s hatred toward Ye Qingfeng was utterly unmatched.

...

Ye Qingfeng’s current performance had already left those who underestimated him before.

Trembling with fear one by one.

But Ye Qingfeng didn’t care about these, chest filled with killing intent.

If God blocks, kill God. If Buddha blocks, kill Buddha.

Today, he must wash away his anger with blood.