"Kid, it seems you're not afraid of me?"

Just when a flicker of disappointment stirred in Chen Fei's heart, a chilling laugh suddenly came from behind the snow-surnamed elder of the Holy Fire Sect.

The middle-aged man holding the Black Long Saber stepped forward. He had a robust figure, a tall stature of around 1.8 or 1.9 meters, and a cold, proud smile on his face. Looking down at Chen Fei, he spoke mockingly.

"Afraid of you? Why should I be afraid of you?" Hearing this, Chen Fei lifted his head slightly, frowning at the man.

In fact, he didn't like looking up at people; it made him feel uncomfortable.

"Why? Heh... Just take a look at the people behind you, and you'll understand, won't you?" At Chen Fei's words, the burly man with the Black Long Saber was taken aback, as if he had heard a very funny joke. He let out a sneer, then pointed at Captain Pei and the others behind Chen Fei. "Look at them," he said, his face a mask of mockery.

"The people behind me?" Chen Fei's frown deepened. He subconsciously glanced over his shoulder, only to find that the expressions of Captain Pei and the Elite Members of the Flying Leopard had changed drastically.

"Captain Chen... he... he's Qiy Army. Of the Qiy... the Qiy Family?" Captain Pei stammered, sweat forming on his forehead. He stared at the man holding the Black Long Saber with absolute terror.

Because this Qiy Army... was a terrifying, legendary figure!

As a cultivator at the peak of the Half-Step Innate Realm, he commanded a renowned reputation throughout the Lingnan Mountains, and even the entire Southern Martial World. He had once achieved a horrifying feat: personally slaying an Early Innate Ancient Martial Artist!

Although that expert had only just entered the Innate Realm, it didn't lessen the impact. At the time, the news sent shivers down the spines of Ancient Martial Artists across the South, and indeed the entire Huaxia community, causing an uproar.

After all, an Early Innate Ancient Martial Artist was no small matter. Looking across the entire country, how many could there be? Yet one had been slaughtered by someone a level below. This was an absolutely earth-shattering event.

Since then, Qiy Army had been hailed as the undisputed third ancestor of the Qiy Family of Yellow Snake Mountain—an uncrowned king.

"I... I never thought the Qiy Family would actually invite him!" After relaying the man's terrifying deeds to Chen Fei, Captain Pei couldn't help but swallow hard, staring intently at their opponent. He did this even though he knew the true depth of Chen Fei's abilities.

Clearly, he had never imagined the Qiy Family would send such a figure in person. Compared to him, the five squads of the Qiy Family's Shadow Guards that appeared earlier were utterly insignificant.

"Now you understand how serious this is?"

Seeing the horrified and trembling faces of Captain Pei and the Flying Leopard elites, the Qiy Family's Half-Step Innate Elder, Qiy Tong, smiled coldly, a hint of arrogance touching his lips.

He had only managed to invite this uncrowned king because Qiy Guangming, the man Chen Fei had previously killed, was a close relative. Therefore, no matter how arrogant Chen Fei acted this time, he would inevitably walk the path of death, with no place for burial.

"Foolish junior. Do you really think a little talent allows you to act so recklessly? Today, these silent, desolate mountains will be your graveyard!" the snow-surnamed Half-Step Innate Elder from the Holy Fire Sect sneered, his eyes filled with a ferocious, prideful gleam as he stared at Chen Fei.

"Is that so?"

At that moment, however, Chen Fei suddenly laughed with great interest. While stretching his limbs, he said, "I thought this was just going to be a boring game. But now, it seems things might get a little interesting... Why don't all three of you come at me together?"

"You seem quite confident in yourself," Qiy Army said, his eyes narrowing as his aura grew sharp and chilling.

"What do you think?"

Chen Fei finished limbering up his wrists. A compelling sharpness flashed through his pitch-black, crystal-clear eyes. He met his opponent's gaze, which was slowly brewing with cold intent, and said faintly, "Did you really think I, Chen Fei, should be afraid of every random person who shows up?"

His words caused a sudden change in expression not just on the faces of Captain Pei's group and the Shadow Guards, but also on those of the snow-surnamed elder from the Holy Fire Sect and the Qiy Family's Elder Qiy Tong.

They could all feel an intimidating, domineering aura erupting from Chen Fei, rising and sending shockwaves through them. The sight made Qiy Army's frosty eyes furrow deeply.

"What annoying confidence," Qiy Army muttered. "Attack! Kill!"

A cold, haughty voice cut through the air. A streak of chilling light followed as a terrifying black long saber slashed toward Chen Fei. It carried an awesome power and a frigid, damp aura. A murderous killing intent instantly and crazily enveloped him.

Seeing this, Qiy Tong and the snow-surnamed elder sneered viciously. Their figures shot forward in a frenzy, their killing intent boiling over. Hot and cold auras surged as one as they lunged toward Chen Fei with terrifying force.

"Looks like it's our turn to play," the leader of the Qiy Family's Shadow Guards said, licking his lips. He led his subordinates to intercept Captain Pei and the others who were trying to aid Chen Fei, and the two sides clashed in a fierce battle.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

In the next moment, a crimson figure streaked away into the distance.

Three menacing black shadows gave chase, pursuing him relentlessly. The air around them seemed to be violently torn, leaving several long-lasting cracks from the shockwaves.

"Kid, if you're so confident, why are you running away now?" Qiy Army called out with a cold sneer.

The snow-surnamed elder from the Holy Fire Sect burst into wild laughter, adding flattery, "Isn't it because he's scared? How could a lone brat like him possibly stir up any trouble for you, Elder Qiy Army?"

"Boy, today I, Xue, will tear you to pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!" he then added ferociously.

"Is that so?"

Hearing this, a stirring chill flickered within Chen Fei's deep black, glaze-like eyes.

Suddenly, his figure came to a sharp halt. With one hand, he threw a small string of glowing, spark-like objects to the ground. Immediately after, a terrifying pulse of energy erupted from beneath his pursuers' feet, crazily enveloping their bodies.

"Is this a Formation? Are the Bai Family here too?"

At this sight, the pupils of Qiy Army and the other two elders constricted. They instinctively recoiled, crying out in alarm.

Right before their eyes, a scorching Mystic Sect Formation had materialized. A thick, intensely hot mist spread out like a surging river, submerging the area where they stood.

"You actually know such Mystic Sect methods?" a few moments later, trapped within the enveloping hot mist, even an uncrowned king like Qiy Army couldn't help but break into a sweat as he growled furiously in all directions.

"So it's fine for the three of you to gang up on me, but I'm not allowed to test out a new trick? Just stay put. I'll deal with all three of you tonight, one by one!" Chen Fei's indifferent voice suddenly intensified as the thick fog completely engulfed Qiy Army's figure. A deafening roar followed, accompanied by tremendous fluctuations of energy.

"You... you..."

Meanwhile, the Qiy Family's Half-Step Innate Elder, Qiy Tong, and the snow-surnamed elder from the Holy Fire Sect had not yet been engulfed by the mist. They stared at the scene, their faces ashen. They couldn't believe that besides reaching the Half-Step Innate Realm, Chen Fei also understood the profoundly mysterious Formation Dao of the Mystic Sect.

Within the entire Huaxia circle, one could count the number of families or forces that understood such techniques on one hand. He's from the Flying Leopard, isn't he? How could this be?

At this thought, his heart filled with an even greater terror.

For Chen Fei to achieve so much at such a young age—Half-Step Innate, Mystic Sect Formation Dao... although he was reluctant to admit it, this was enough to be called a peerless, heaven-gifted prodigy, one who could look down upon the entire Martial Forest.

A person like that should never have been offended in the first place.

Either that, or he must be utterly eradicated, cut down at the roots before he has the chance to fully mature.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Let's move! We'll kill him together. He's only one man," Qiy Tong roared, a powerful surge of energy bursting from his body as his aged eyes fixed fiercely on Chen Fei.

Hearing this, the snow-surnamed elder from the Holy Fire Sect's expression turned sinister. Without another word, he attacked, swinging his Qimen Weapon, the Holy Fire Token. A terrifying wave of fire spiraled out, intensely hot and powerful, aiming to tear off Chen Fei's head.

"Tell me, do you two really think you can kill me on your own?" Chen Fei merely sidestepped with a faint smile, his tone teasing.

Hearing this, Qiy Tong's pupils involuntarily contracted. A sharp glint appeared in his murky eyes as he said, "Don't tell me this isn't your only trump card?"

"Bingo. Congratulations, you got it right," Chen Fei said with a snap of his fingers.

"What kind of non—" Qiy Tong's aged face twisted into an expression of disbelief as he started to rebuke him sharply.

Of course, he thought Chen Fei was spouting nonsense; it was impossible. But in the next instant, his gaze caught something in Chen Fei's palm. Four Yanf Swords, burning with fierce flames, had inexplicably appeared. His expression turned to one of utter horror, and sweat poured from his brow.

From those four furiously burning Yanf Swords, he felt a destructive power that he simply could not resist. It felt... it was like utter despair.

"In... Innate Ancient Martial Artist..."

His eyes were bloodshot as he watched, forcing the words out through clenched teeth.

His eyelids trembled violently. Even the raging murderous intent on his face began to dim, growing weak... until finally, he fell into complete despair.

Because that... that was an Innate Ancient Martial Artist!

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.