110: Chapter 110 One sword wipes out a branch stronghold, the name of the Sword Demon resounds throughout the city!

Inside "Mad Dog" Li San's courtyard, it was currently a foul mess.

Over a dozen men, also bare-chested and exposed, were gathered around a dilapidated table, devouring meat and drinking large bowls of wine, with cursing and boasting echoing incessantly.

"Damn it! Those bastards from the Black Water Gang really think I'm a soft persimmon they can squeeze whenever they want?"

Sitting in the main seat was a man with a small frame but eyes as fierce as a wild dog's and a scarred face. He drained the wine in his bowl and cursed viciously.

"Once I pull in a few more brothers, the first thing I'll do is go and wipe out their South City Branch!"

He was "Mad Dog" Li San, at the second level of the Divine Sea Realm. Relying on a streak of life-risking ruthlessness, he had managed to make a bit of a name for himself in this chaotic land of South City.

"The boss is right! We brothers aren't to be trifled with either!"

"Cheers!"

Just as the crowd was getting worked up, preparing to follow their boss in a "great undertaking."

Bang!

The already precarious wooden door of the courtyard was kicked open from the outside by a massive force, sending wood splinters flying.

A slender figure, holding a rust-covered iron sword, stood against the light and slowly walked in.

"I heard you want to wipe out the Black Water Gang's Branch?"

Lin Feng's voice was as casual as if he were asking, "Have you eaten?"

"Who the hell are you?!"

Li San was stunned, then flew into a rage. He slammed the table, grabbed the great cleaver beside him, and pointed it at Lin Feng, cursing, "Do you have the guts of a lion or a bear? How dare you run wild on my, Mad Dog's, territory?!"

"Me?"

Lin Feng smiled, "I'm here to bring you some warmth."

The moment the words fell, he moved.

Without the slightest warning, and without any unnecessary nonsense.

A sword light, extremely fast and extremely cold, flashed across the courtyard!

That sword light seemed not to come from the mortal realm, but from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying the decisiveness of harvesting all life.

Puchi!

The fury on "Mad Dog" Li San's face froze instantly.

A fine head, with an expression of unbelievable shock, soared into the sky.

[Ding! Successfully killed a second-level Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 3110 times! Obtained 120,000 critical hit points!]

...

The courtyard instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The remaining dozen or so men were all as if they had been hit by a freezing spell, staring blankly at the headless corpse on the ground that was still spraying blood, their brains going completely blank.

What did they just see?

The boss who was just bragging a second ago about wiping out the Black Water Gang was just... gone?

Instantly killed by a single sword strike in the first encounter?

"Now, I have the final say."

Lin Feng sheathed his sword, his cold gaze sweeping over those outlaws who were already scared witless, "Does anyone have an objection?"

"..."

What answered him was a deathly silence and the violently trembling bodies of the crowd.

"Very good."

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction, "Hand over all your valuables, especially the Cultivation Technique Secret Manuals."

...

Half an hour later, Lin Feng walked out of the dilapidated courtyard with satisfaction.

In his Storage Pouch, there were several thousand pieces of gold, as well as over a dozen low-grade and even somewhat incomplete Cultivation Technique Secret Manuals.

These things were trash to others.

But to him, they were the best "nourishment" for deducing new Cultivation Techniques.

He didn't return to his residence but went directly to the most prosperous street in South City.

At the end of the street, an imposing three-story restaurant rose from the ground, with three bold, flowing characters hanging at the entrance: "Black Water Hall."

Two burly men of the Divine Sea Realm stood at the door like guardian gods, and ordinary people didn't dare to approach at all.

This was the Black Water Gang's Branch in South City.

At this moment, inside the Branch, the lights were bright and the atmosphere was lively.

Branch Master "Iron Head" Captain Wang Wu, a large fat man with a shiny forehead and at the fifth level of the Divine Sea Realm, was holding two glamorous women while listening to his subordinate's report.

"Branch Master, everything is arranged. That kid has already taken the mission to go and fight with Mad Dog Li San. No matter who wins or loses, we will be the ones to benefit!"

An advisor with a sharp chin and monkey-like features smiled flatteringly.

"Hahaha! Good!"

Captain Wang Wu laughed triumphantly, "An ignorant newcomer dares to challenge our Black Water Gang in South City? When he and Mad Dog fight until both are injured, I'll go and pick him up to be my dog! At that time, his wealth and his life will no longer be up to him!"

Just as he was imagining a bright future.

An untimely voice rang out from the doorway.

"Sorry to interrupt."

A young man dressed in hemp clothing and holding a rusty sword appeared at the entrance of the hall at some point, with a hint of a harmless smile on his face.

"Who is Captain Wang Wu?"

"You fucking..."

Captain Wang Wu was about to explode, but when he saw the person's face clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

It's him!

That newcomer!

Why is he here?!

What about Mad Dog Li San?!

"It seems it's you."

Lin Feng nodded, and then, under the terrified gazes of everyone, he slowly drew his sword.

"I've come to take your dog life."

"Kill him! Kill him for me!"

Captain Wang Wu was scared out of his wits and let out a hysterical scream.

Inside the hall, dozens of Black Water Gang elites drew their weapons one after another and rushed toward Lin Feng with strange cries.

However, what greeted them was a one-sided slaughter with no suspense.

Lin Feng's figure turned into a death whirlwind weaving through the crowd.

Every time he swung the rusty sword in his hand, it brought a splash of brilliant blood and heads soaring into the sky.

This was a slaughter without any suspense.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the entire Black Water Hall was transformed into an Asura Hell.

Lin Feng stood in the middle of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, flicked away the non-existent blood on his sword, and slowly walked toward the Branch Master who was already paralyzed in his chair, shaking like a sieve.

"You... what kind of monster are you..."

Captain Wang Wu's voice was trembling.

Puchi!

A plump head rolled to the ground.

[Ding! Successfully killed a fifth-level Divine Sea Realm Martial Artist!]

[critical hit multiplier increased to 3200 times! Obtained 180,000 critical hit points!]

...

That night, a piece of news, like a level twelve super hurricane, swept through the entire City of Chaos overnight.

A mysterious swordsman named "Night Wind," with a single sword, first wiped out "Mad Dog" Li San and then bathed the Black Water Gang's South City Branch in blood!

His methods were so ruthless and his strength so terrifying that it was appalling!

Overnight, the fierce name of the "Sword Ghost" resounded throughout the city!

As the initiator of all this, Lin Feng had already returned to his residence.

He looked at the large pile of "nourishment" and the skyrocketing critical hit points in his Storage Pouch, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"System, Fusion and Deduction!"

[Ding! "Thirteen Swords of the Clear Breeze," "Mad Dog Saber Technique," "Iron Head Technique"... and thirty-seven other low-tier Cultivation Techniques have been successfully fused and deduced! Obtained the brand new sword technique "Wind and Thunder Sword"!]

[Ding! Consumed 2,000,000 critical hit points, "Wind and Thunder Sword" critical hit successful!]

"Wind and Thunder Sword," Perfection!