Chapter 109- Nie Yong?

Long Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened as he looked in a direction. He felt a powerful aura heading from that direction. He slowly rose to his feet and rubbed his void ring, ready to pull out the sovereign sword.

If he wasn't wrong, then the two Yang cultivators were on their way.

The overwhelming pressure which was unique to Yang cultivators suddenly descended. Long Feng currently didn't possess this pressure because his real cultivation level was below the Yang level. But he was able to protect the Long clansmen from the pressure.

Whoosh!

Two men suddenly appeared. They were covered in a pure aura which made them look like deities. Their pure white robes fluttered in the wind as they assessed Long Feng disdainfully.

The Long clansmen all stepped back, their faces pale.

Long Feng also stood silently, scrutinizing his two opponents. Their respective strengths were not low. If Long Feng was to fight them both at the same time, he was bound to be defeated. He could only battle them one at a time.

"So you are the daredevil Young Master of the Long clan, I guess?" Nie Yong asked disdainfully.

Long Feng smiled with a carefree expression.

"Daredevil? I don't know which devil I, Long Feng have offended." He chuckled.

"Oh. You will know soon enough!" Su Mu replied frankly.

"Brother Mu doesn't need to stress himself. I will teach this child a lesson!" Nie Yong walked forward.

Smiling, Long Feng also stepped forward.

"You killed my brothers and sisters. For this reason, I can only take your life. If only you hadn't killed them, I might have even invited you to join my sword mountain. With your talent, your potential would have been immeasurable." Nie Yong spoke.

Long Feng sneered.

"Even if I hadn't killed them, I still wouldn't join the sword mountain for any reason!" He retorted. He had a grudge against the sword mountain. Two of their core disciples had almost killed him. If not for Hua Liuli's indirect help, he would be dead.

Nie Yong's expression turned sour.

"Enough words. My name is Nie Yong. Remember me as the person who killed you!"

Whoosh!

Sharp sword energies condensed around Nie Yong and shot towards Long Feng's forehead.

Of course, this was only a probing strike to test the waters, but it's power was enough to directly kill a peak Yin cultivator!

Long Feng's expression became serious.

With a thought from him, his demon energy burst out of his body and directly collided against Nie Yong's sword energies.

The two energies cancelled themselves.

Nie Yong nodded.

"Demon Dao? As expected, you aren't ordinary. But I will still claim your life!" He smiled expectantly.

Sword energies burst out of his body in waves.

This was his Dao!

All disciples of the sword mountain cultivated in the sword arts.

Nie Yong's figure flickered and he appeared behind Long Feng. His hand thrust towards Long Feng's waist.

At Nie Yong's current level, he merely needed to condense sword energies around his hand and his hand would be sharper than a low grade Yin armaments!

Long Feng couldn't underestimate Nie Yong. His demon energy covered his palm as he swerved around and blocked Nie Yong's hand with his palm.

The sword energy cut away at the demon energy while the tyrannic demon energy nibbled on the sword energy, slowly corroding it.

Both sides were pushed back in a stalemate.

"I won't be polite anymore!" Nie Yong said, drawing out a top grade Yin armament sword from his void ring.

"I never asked you to be polite!" Long Feng chuckled, taking out his sovereign sword.

The two fighters stood in stark opposition to each other.

"Reunion Sword Art!" Nie Yong shouted. His sword energies became sharper and his sword glowed brightly.

Long Feng frowned slightly.

"Take my strike!" Nie Yong shouted.

With a yell, his acupunctures burst out with more sword energies. His sword energies had already flooded the surroundings and all this sword energies roared towards Long Feng's small figure.

Long Feng portioned a part of his power to protect the Long clansmen.

"Zenith dragon strike!" He roared. This time, he directed the flow of his inner energy in a different way to unleash the skill. He revolved his demon energies in his meridians and his body shook.

A black flood dragon flew out and roared. Demon energy oozed out of this flood dragon. In comparison to the previous strikes, this one was almost twice as powerful!

This was Long Feng's new version of this martial skill!

Sword energy and demon energy collided, causing a rather beautiful sight. Both energies struggled for supremacy as the demon energy corroded the sword energy while the sword energy cut the demon energy.

It was like a struggle between the good and evil!

BOOM!

The awaited explosion resounded. If not for long Feng's protection, then the Long clansmen would probably be killed by the energy ripples.

Both Long Feng and Nie Yong were pushed backwards, panting.

Nie Yong was forced to reassess Long Feng as his blood tumbled within his chest.

Pu!

He spat a mouth of blood and almost fell down.

On the other hand, Long Feng was merely pushed back.

Whoosh!

Regaining his balance, Long Feng unleashed his movement technique and shot towards Nie Yong with astounding speed.

He needed to get rid of Nie Yong before the other cultivator intervened.

"Don't look down on me!" Nie Yong shouted as he punched out at Long Feng.

Long Feng also punched out.

Bam!

It sounded like the collision of steel. Nie Yong felt as of his hand would shatter.

Long Feng's mortal body was insanely strong!

Even Long Feng was quite surprised by the strength of his physical body. After being repeatedly tempered by the nine tower smelting trial and his demon energy, his mortal body was now incomparable to others. With only his physical body, he could rival a rank one Yang cultivator!

What concept was that?

"You bastard!" Nie Yong held his fist in pain.

Long Feng's eyes became focused again. Now was not the time to think about his body.

He threw dozens of punches at the battered Nie Yong.

Learning from his past mistake, Nie Yong didn't directly receive Long Feng's punches. He used his sword energies to resist.

Whoosh!

"Argh!" Nie Yong was flung backwards by the punches while Long Feng's fists were badly injured by Nie Yong's sword energies and were bleeding profosfully.

Long Feng ignored his injury and jumped after Nie Yong. He had to finish him in one shot!

"Heavenly Palm Descent!" His palm was about to land on Nie Yong's chest when Nie Yong was pulled away by someone and another palm countered Long Feng's palm.

Su Mu!

But even su Mu was pushed away by Long feng's palm.

The strength contained within his palms could be imagined!