Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1613: Just the Beginning

Li Lang is dead.

Killed by his own Sword Intent.

The entire courtyard was in chaos, but there was still one person who hadn't made a move—this person was Duan Madman, the strongest of the three Golden Core cultivators Zeng Liang had invited.

Duan Madman looked at Li Lang, who was killed by the counterattack, and tutted: "Almighty Broken Sword, gaining insight into the Broken Self Sword Intent, yet unexpectedly killed by his own Sword Intent. Truly broken self."

His words were full of sarcasm.

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Li Feng lying on the ground. This kid was indeed quite peculiar; cut down Crazy Blade with a single sword, not dead despite being hit by the Broken Self Sword Intent, and even using the opponent's method against the opponent themselves.

Using broken self to kill Broken Sword.

"Li Feng."

The three women weren't seriously injured, directly bound and freed by Li Feng, then watched as Li Feng dispatched Zeng Liang's men with one sword and eliminated Broken Sword with another.

But Li Feng was also seriously injured and immediately rushed forward.

"Not dead yet."

Li Feng held his sword, barely supporting himself, and once more stood up to face Duan Madman opposite him.

Duan Madman looked at Li Feng who was barely standing and chuckled.

"Kid, you've got guts."

"Crazy Blade and Broken Sword are not weak, well-known experts in the Sixth Ring, yet taken down by a nobody like you."

Li Feng listened to Duan Madman's greetings but kept his gaze fixed on the other, secretly gathering power.

Duan Madman seemed to see through Li Feng's determination, his willingness to face annihilation: "No need for hostility, I was hired, the opposing side only paid part of the deposit, just enough for me to stand here."

"If you want me to act, the pay will be extra."

"He didn't pay me; naturally, I won't make a move."

"Besides, I find you interesting with your little touch of madness, daring to establish a family at the Sixth Ring. You've got guts."

"I'll be watching you."

Duan Madman finished speaking and suddenly turned around: "No need to see me off."

"Oh, by the way, you killed these young masters, although they're not heirs of their families, their families will not spare you if they find out."

"I'm quite curious about how you'll handle what's next."

Duan Madman walked out of the courtyard with a playful smile, an interesting kid, haven't seen such a rash youth in a long time.

He just doesn't know how long he can last.

Duan Madman directly left the scene.

"He's gone."

Once Duan Madman left, Li Feng finally couldn't bear it and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Li Feng."

The three women hurriedly supported Li Feng, then frenetically brought him into the room.

"I need some time to digest the opponent's Sword Intent, you guys go out, no need to guard me."

Li Feng said.

"You..."

"I'm fine."

"Let's go out first." Zi Yan glanced at Li Feng, pulled Ran Yue and Xiao Luobing along, and after the three women left the room, Li Feng sat cross-legged, collecting his breath.

Duan Madman was right; time wasn't on his side. Even if Duan Madman didn't spread rumors, it wouldn't be long before the news of Zeng Liang and his men's deaths got out.

By then, the families behind them surely wouldn't let him off.

Now, he must quickly digest the Sword Intent left by Broken Sword to restore the bloodline meridians damaged by the opponent's Sword Intent.

Outside the door, the three women were full of worry.

"What do we do next, Li Feng is clearly badly hurt, we can't help much, couldn't even beat a few wastrels, not knowing what harsh situation we'll face afterward, maybe we really should go down."

"Not go to the Ninth Ring, we can go to the Seventh or Eighth Ring, if nothing else, go to West City with Lin Luoyin, didn't she win the Oiran title? We can hide until things settle down."

Xiao Luobing felt heart-pounding fear, knowing today was merely an appetizer; although Li Feng endured it, clearly, it's just the beginning, the families behind Zeng Liang will not let it go easily.

"Why aren't you two speaking?"

Ran Yue exhaled: "Run, but where to? Although Dragon Tiger Sect is Ninth Ring's power, Han Sanqian is an Overlord in the Lower Three Rings; if he wants to kill us, there's no hiding."

"And now we took out several families' young masters, once their families know, they won't rest until we're dealt with, unless we leave Ancestor Dragon City, otherwise we can't escape."

"As for the Flowers Pavilion, unless the Pavilion owner shelters us, going there won't change anything."

"The Oiran of Flowers Pavilion is just a title without strength, not much autonomy."

"Stop thinking too much, in such a situation, we can only trust Li Feng and see how he decides."

The three women stopped talking. In such a situation, they were powerless, cleaning up the courtyard before waiting outside Li Feng's room.

A night full of anxiety.

Zeng Liang and the others didn't make a big deal out of the situation, and since the guys often stayed out late, it didn't attract much attention. After all, they weren't the esteemed heirs or family geniuses.

Thus, a night passed without anyone coming to look for them.

"Where's Zeng Liang and the others?"

"Reporting to the Colonel, Zeng Liang and the others all took leave, saying they needed to recuperate."

Chu Sihai nodded without concern, Zeng Liang and the others indeed were slightly injured, but compared to face, it was nothing.

Luckily, the City Gate Guard management was lax; Chu Sihai didn't inquire further, then left the gate carrying a wine gourd, meandering to the City Lord's Office.

"Old man, inquire about something."

Chu Sihai entered the office, saw the leisurely elder under the tree, and approached him familiarly.

"Kid, get away from me. The smell of alcohol is turning my tea sour."

"You're looking for information on the young man who registered yesterday, right?"

The experienced elder said directly.

"Heh, can't hide anything from you, old man."

"What's the matter, are you seeking revenge?" The elder raised his eyes to look at Chu Sihai. Chu Sihai laughed heartily.

"It was just a spar, where's the vengeance? I only think the kid's pretty good, so I want to make friends."

"Heh, make friends? Forget it."

"Oh?"

Chu Sihai looked at the elder, puzzled.

The elder sat up and spoke: "That kid is establishing his own sect and forming a family according to the rules. Within seven days, he must challenge another family alone. To establish himself here with just his strength is almost impossible."

"I don't see how he can survive long at all."

Chu Sihai furrowed his brow upon hearing this: "Didn't you warn him? Establishing a family and founding a sect is not that simple."

"I did advise him, but he doesn't heed warnings, oh, besides, someone from your City Gate Guard already came asking about him yesterday."

"Old man, give me the address."

"16 Zhengyang Street."