Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

The entire place was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Ye Feng, however, held Ji Yurong's slender waist with a firm but not loose, giving her a playful smile. His eyes surveyed the entire scene with arrogance, and his tone was somewhat mocking: "How about it? Are you impressed by my formidable strength?"

Ji Yuerong's cheeks flushed instantly, her heart skipped a beat, and the faint masculine scent lingered in her nostrils, causing her to momentarily lose her composure. However, she quickly suppressed it with her sense of status and anger. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she angrily rebuked, "You lecherous scoundrel! You have no idea about the Sword Forging Manor's true strength. That was just a fleeting glimpse. You should be thinking about how you're going to leave this place alive!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's grip tightened slightly, pulling her even closer until their bodies were almost touching. His tone was ambiguous and full of teasing: "So, can I interpret this as Madam Ji being concerned about me?"

"You!" Ji Yurong's voluptuous body instantly burned with heat, shame and anger swirling within her. Her chest heaved violently, yet she couldn't break free from his hold. She could only coldly retort, "You're overthinking it! You've injured my son so badly; today I only ask that you pay for my son's crime in blood!"

Ye Feng smiled smugly, his piercing gaze sweeping over the silent guests. His voice, though not loud, carried clearly throughout the courtyard: "I also want to pay for my blood debts, but the problem is, your Sword Forging Manor doesn't have the ability!"

These words caused another uproar among the guests, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.

That's incredibly arrogant!

That's incredibly arrogant!

Killing twenty elite swordsmen wasn't enough; they dared to mock the mistress of the Sword Forging Manor in front of all the guests. They simply didn't respect the Sword Forging Manor or even the martial arts world of Jiangcheng!

Everyone thought that Ye Feng must have gone mad and had long since disregarded life and death.

Lying on the ground, Zhan Yichen was furious at the sight of Ye Feng embracing his mother. His eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were grinding. He wanted nothing more than to pounce on Ye Feng and tear him to pieces. He roared in his heart: "Ye Feng, you dog! You dare to molest my mother in front of my father! My father will grind you to dust and whip your corpse a hundred times!"

"Ah!! Ye Feng, you damned madman! I, Zhan Yun Kui, will never let you get away with this!"

Zhan Yun Kui's anger had already reached its peak. As the master of the Sword Forging Manor, a prominent figure in Jiangcheng, he had been humiliated and had his retainers killed at his doorstep. This was a disgrace etched into his bones. His true energy suddenly erupted, and a terrifying killing intent swept out. The tables and chairs in the courtyard were instantly shattered by the force of his energy. The guests' expressions changed drastically, and they had difficulty breathing. They all retreated and avoided him.

Everyone could see that Zhan Yun Kui was truly enraged and was determined to kill Ye Feng today!

Just then, a burly figure suddenly stood up from the guests' seats. Clad in black, his muscles bulged like cast iron, and his entire being exuded a murderous aura. It was none other than Jiang Wandao, the infamous Mad Saber King of Jiangbei martial arts circles! He stared intently at Ye Feng, roaring angrily, "Damn it! You brat surnamed Ye, you're too arrogant! Bullying someone's son wasn't enough, you even dared to harass someone's wife! This is intolerable! Today, I, Jiang Wandao, will teach you a lesson: those who are too arrogant will surely face annihilation!"

Swish!

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wandao drew his long sword from his waist with a snap, a sharp blade light flashing out. The chilling aura brushed against everyone's cheeks, causing unbearable pain. The terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, even causing the surrounding air to stagnate.

Upon seeing this, Ji Yuerong trembled slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she looked at Ye Feng. She sneered, "Boy, this Jiang Wandao is a top-tier master of the Mad Blade style, his blade intent has reached the leader level. If you can't withstand his strike, you'll only end up with your head separated from your body!"

Ye Feng glanced at the menacing Jiang Wandao, raised an eyebrow and sneered, his expression calm and indifferent: "His sword is alright, but unfortunately he's too trash. His swordsmanship is destined to be pathetic."

"You're courting death!" Jiang Wandao roared in fury. He couldn't stand being so disrespected. His blade gleamed three feet higher, and he shot out like an arrow. His mad blade slashed down, the blade energy crisscrossing, actually carving several deep marks into the ground. The momentum was extremely terrifying.

Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and struck out with a palm. The palm wind was as thick as a mountain. With a crisp "clang", the steel longsword in Jiang Wandao's hand broke in response, and the residual force of the palm strike went straight through his body.

puff--

Jiang Wandao didn't even have time to scream before he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the courtyard wall. The wall collapsed and he died, his blood splattering all over the blue bricks.

One-hit kill!

"What?! Even Jiang Wandao was killed in one move?!"

The guests' pupils constricted sharply, their faces filled with horror. Some even subconsciously rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Ji Yurong was also shocked, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief. She had underestimated the strength of this lecher!

Ye Feng turned his head and looked at Ji Yurong in his arms again, a roguish smile playing on his lips: "How was it? Was that cool?"

His fingertips gently traced her waist, the touch delicate and warm. Ji Yuerong trembled all over, her mind in turmoil, her cheeks flushed red as if about to bleed. She was both ashamed and angry, yet she was unable to move.

"Kid! Don't be so arrogant!"

Although the other important guests were full of fear, they forced themselves to speak out to make excuses out of politeness. However, before they could finish speaking, they were silenced by a cold look from Ye Feng and dared not say another word.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhan Yun Kui's roar shook the heavens, his boundless rage and killing intent almost tangible. He stomped his foot on the ground with a deafening crash, shattering and sending surrounding tiles flying. His true energy surged violently as he roared, "Sword, come!"

boom!

From the direction of the Sword Tomb in the mountain villa, a heavy sword with an entirely black body suddenly pierced through the air. The sword emitted a dragon-like hum in mid-air, and its sword energy was fierce, reaching straight to the sky. The air along its path was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

The next second, Zhan Yun Kui firmly gripped the heavy sword, his figure soaring into the air, reaching a height of ten feet. With a swing of the heavy sword, a powerful sword aura instantly swept across a thousand meters away. The sky above the courtyard changed color, sand and stones flew, and deep cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground. Tables, chairs, and lanterns were all shredded by the sword aura. That earth-shattering power made everyone's hearts tremble with fear!

"It's the Azure Lotus Sword Technique! The signature sword technique of the Sword Forging Manor!"

"Heavens! The Master of the Manor has actually used the Azure Lotus Sword Technique! This was once the ultimate martial art that topped the Jiangcheng martial arts world!"

The guests gasped in astonishment, their faces filled with awe.

Upon seeing this, Ji Yurong's eyes instantly lit up with a strange light. Her previous shock and panic vanished, replaced by intense pride and excitement. She cried out, "It's my husband's Azure Lotus Sword Technique! Ye Feng, no matter how monstrous you are, you can't withstand this sword strike! Quickly admit defeat and beg for mercy!"

"Azure Lotus Sword Technique?" Ye Feng raised an eyebrow indifferently, a hint of disdain on his lips. "The name is not bad, but unfortunately, the sword intent is nothing special."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng's figure darted out horizontally, like a dragon weaving through the air. Facing the sword energy that swept across the heavens and earth, he neither dodged nor evaded, but charged straight towards Zhan Yun Kui's sword momentum!

"He's insane! He's insane! He's courting death!"

"Heavens! He actually dared to directly confront the Azure Lotus Sword Technique! He's utterly courting death!"

The crowd screamed in terror, their hearts pounding in their chests, utterly horrified.

Zhan Yun Kui's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his sword was fueled by a torrential downpour of true energy. He roared, "Boy! I'll make you truly feel the taste of being shattered to pieces! Azure Lotus Sword Technique, Seventh Form—Azure Lotus Burning Heaven! Prepare to die!"

boom!!

The heavens and earth trembled, sword energy soared into the sky, and countless cyan sword shadows condensed and formed, falling like a torrential rain, carrying the power to annihilate everything, and crashing down on Ye Feng. Wherever they passed, the air exploded and the ground caved in, their power was terrifying beyond compare!

Ji Yuerong clenched her hands, eagerly anticipating the scene of Ye Feng being torn apart by the sword energy. Zhan Yichen's eyes widened, hoping that his father could kill the enemy with a single blow.

Ye Feng's eyes remained calm and composed. Without pausing, he slowly raised his right index finger, with pale golden true energy swirling around the tip. Facing the sky full of azure shadows, he pointed forward with a thunderous roar!

Bang--!!

A deafening roar shook the heavens, and a blast of air swept through the courtyard, obscuring all vision as the turbulent currents created a chaotic scene.

Everyone looked on in shock, only to see that the Azure Lotus Sword Technique, which was powerful enough to burn the heavens and destroy the earth, was actually pierced through by Ye Feng's finger. The azure sword shadow shattered inch by inch, and the terrifying finger force continued its momentum, directly piercing through Zhan Yun Kui's protective true qi and fiercely piercing through his shoulder!

puff-

Blood gushed out, and Zhan Yun Kui was struck as if by a heavy blow. His body flew out and crashed heavily onto the banquet table, smashing the mahogany table to pieces. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Dead!

A deathly silence!

After a long while, someone among the guests finally exclaimed in a trembling voice, "The Azure... Azure Lotus Sword Technique! It was actually shattered by a single finger?!"

This exclamation was like a thunderclap, shocking everyone to the point of near death, and many collapsed to the ground in terror.

Ji Yurong froze on the spot, her delicate body trembling violently, her eyes filled with disbelief and madness. She murmured in a trembling voice, "How could this be... how could this be! My husband's Azure Lotus Sword Technique was no match for a single finger from him?!"

Zhan Yichen, lying on the ground, was completely dumbfounded. His pupils were unfocused, and his mind was blank. The hatred and hope he had felt earlier had all turned into overwhelming fear: My dad... the master of the Sword Forging Manor, the top martial arts master in Jiangcheng, was actually beaten to a pulp by this kid?! What kind of monster is this?!

Zhan Yun Kui, clutching his bleeding shoulder, struggled to get up. His eyes were filled with shock and humiliation as he looked at Ye Feng, his voice hoarse as a broken gong: "You! What kind of unparalleled martial arts do you cultivate?!"

Ye Feng released his grip on Ji Yurong and slowly stepped forward. Each step he took caused the ground to tremble slightly. His gaze swept indifferently over the heavily injured Zhan Yun Kui, his voice playful yet icy: "Peerless martial arts? In fact, I don't practice martial arts. What I practice is something you can only look up to. Of course, you can also interpret it as me being invincible—do as you please!"