Lin Cangyun had no time to think. He turned and placed his demonic claws in front of his chest, crossing his hands in a defensive posture. Black energy continuously surged from within his body, merging into the demonic claws, forming a black barrier in front of him.
Boom!
The crescent-shaped blade energy landed precisely on the black barrier. Under the collision of the two forces, a fierce hurricane erupted in the air, causing the surrounding airflow to accelerate sharply, making people feel suffocated.
Pfft!
After a few breaths, the colliding forces finally canceled each other out. However, Lin Cangyun had already retreated nearly ten meters, a smear of bright red at the corner of his mouth.
Stabilizing himself, Lin Cangyun gazed straight ahead, his expression grave.
Within his line of sight stood a woman holding two crescent short blades, looking down at him with indifference.
The woman was beautiful. Her features and figure were almost flawless. But this was not her most striking aspect. The aura she exuded was that of a Martial King expert.
This woman was Du Yuemian.
"As expected of the foremost talent among the younger generation in the provincial capital. This old man is impressed!" Lin Cangyun adjusted his breathing and said in a deep voice.
He had not expected Du Yuemian to be so formidable.
According to his original plan, he intended to snatch the item and leave immediately at lightning speed before Du Yuemian could even make a move.
But Lin Cangyun had miscalculated.
This was because Nangong Li's caution had exceeded his expectations.
Otherwise, how could he have failed.
Now, it was clearly a two-on-one situation, and he had no chance of winning. Moreover, Du Yuemian alone was enough to suppress him.
"I'm afraid you will be disappointed if you wish to snatch the two divine artifacts," Du Yuemian said expressionlessly, her dual blades held firmly, exuding an imposing aura.
Lin Cangyun grinned upon hearing this and said, "Heh heh! Since Miss Du has intervened, how would this old man dare to offend."
"I bid farewell!"
Without daring to linger, Lin Cangyun prepared to leave the Nangong Estate directly.
Nangong Li had been observing everything from the sidelines, and it seemed she had no intention of keeping Lin Cangyun.
She showed no distress for the stolen Scarlet Heart Fruit.
Du Yuemian seemed to notice this, and her delicate brows furrowed.
Although her primary objective in Minghai City was the Dao Heart Jade, she still wanted to obtain the Scarlet Heart Fruit.
But now, Nangong Li's indifferent attitude puzzled her.
However, she could not afford to dwell on it.
Once Lin Cangyun left, it would mean the Scarlet Heart Fruit would be taken away as well.
Just as Du Yuemian was hesitating whether to stop Lin Cangyun, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly echoed in the area.
"Want to leave! It's not that easy!"
Before Lin Cangyun could even step out of the courtyard gate, two figures suddenly appeared before him.
"Grandpa Feng, you cannot let him take the Scarlet Heart Fruit away," Zhong Wuhen said, looking at Lin Cangyun with a cold tone.
Zhong Wuhen naturally would not stand by and watch someone get ahead.
Hearing this, Zhong Fengya's figure flickered, moving like a light breeze, silently appearing before Lin Cangyun.
This speed! So fast!
"You may leave, but leave the item behind!" Zhong Fengya's voice was soft, but the aura he exuded was extremely powerful.
Like a fierce wind.
Sensing Zhong Fengya's presence, Lin Cangyun's heart tightened, sensing something was amiss.
The old man before him felt even more terrifying than Du Yuemian.
But he was unwilling to give up the Scarlet Heart Fruit that he had finally obtained.
"Sir, why must you be so aggressive!" Lin Cangyun shifted his gaze from Zhong Fengya to Zhong Wuhen, saying in a deep voice, "The Dao Heart Jade is still in Nangong Li's hands. Why do you care about a mere Scarlet Heart Fruit?"
He looked at Zhong Wuhen, seemingly lost in thought.
"No! I care a lot!" Zhong Wuhen showed no intention of backing down.
Lin Cangyun's pupils flashed with ruthlessness. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Since that is the case, it seems this old man has no fate with the Scarlet Heart Fruit."
As Lin Cangyun spoke, he tossed the box in his hand to Zhong Fengya, abandoning the Scarlet Heart Fruit.
But the moment Zhong Fengya touched the box, Lin Cangyun's figure suddenly moved. True Qi flowed through his hands, and he transformed into a black shadow, lunging towards Zhong Wuhen.
"Haha! Little brat, is your life more important or the Scarlet Heart Fruit?"
Zhong Wuhen saw the demonic claws lunging at him. His expression remained calm, without a trace of panic. In his eyes, there was even a hint of pity.
"Ignorant!" Zhong Wuhen sneered.
Seeing this, Lin Cangyun's heart suddenly tightened, a bad premonition arising.
Just as he was about to reach Zhong Wuhen, his body inexplicably slowed down. Behind him, a powerful suction seemed to be pulling him, preventing him from moving forward even an inch.
"Return!"
From behind, Zhong Fengya held the box in his left hand, his right hand forming a palm with his five fingers curled inward, in a grasping motion.
Several strands of True Qi flowed and converged in his palm, swirling like a vortex. Under Zhong Fengya's control, an invisible attractive force enveloped Lin Cangyun, causing him to slide backward continuously.
"This... this power?"
Having lost control of his body, Lin Cangyun's eyes were filled with terror.
He had never imagined that the old man would be so terrifying. His mastery of True Qi alone far surpassed his own.
Lin Cangyun guessed that the other party was likely a late-stage Martial King expert.
And he himself had only just stepped into the Martial King realm.
"Senior, spare my life!" Lin Cangyun could only bow his head and beg for mercy.
He might have been able to escape from Du Yuemian, but facing Zhong Fengya, he had no hope of escape.
"How can we spare you for daring to attack the young master!"
Zhong Fengya showed no hesitation. He circulated his True Qi and struck Lin Cangyun's back with a palm. Instantly, Lin Cangyun's clothes were stained with blood. As for Lin Cangyun himself, he was sent flying backward by Zhong Fengya's powerful palm strike.
Bang!
Lin Cangyun crashed heavily onto the ground, blood gushing from his mouth. His face was pale, and his consciousness began to fade.
It was evident how powerful Zhong Fengya's palm strike was.
"Ah!"
Feeling the intense pain in his body, Lin Cangyun cried out loudly, a sound of profound despair.
"You... you dare..."
After gasping for breath, Lin Cangyun stared fiercely at Zhong Fengya, his eyes filled with undisguised venom.
"You dare cripple me, hah... hah..." Lin Cangyun coughed up blood and laughed maniacally, "Our sect master will not forgive you."
"Sect master?" Zhong Wuhen frowned upon hearing this.
However, Zhong Fengya did not think much of it. His duty was only to protect Zhong Wuhen. Therefore, anyone who dared to threaten Zhong Wuhen had to be eliminated.
"Then let your sect master come find me!" Zhong Fengya's expression was stern, showing no fear.
He raised his right hand slightly, True Qi flowing, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Lin Cangyun.
Seeing this, Lin Cangyun stopped begging for mercy. He knew that the other party would definitely not let him go.
There was no mercy among ancient martial artists.
The victor lives, the loser dies.
But just as Lin Cangyun prepared to welcome death, a strange red light suddenly appeared before him. The moment the red light appeared, Zhong Fengya had already moved ten meters away.
"How can mere mortals like you kill someone from my Dragon Gate."