Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 240 - 165: Squeeze a Soft Persimmon? Squeeze a Durian!

Chapter 240: Chapter 165: Squeeze a Soft Persimmon? Squeeze a Durian!

"Achoo!"

It seemed as if sensing someone thinking of him, he sneezed.

Upon noticing the long spear coming towards him, the young man didn’t draw the longsword on his back, but casually flipped his hand, and an iron wire that looked straight but was actually crooked was held in his grasp.

The end was even deliberately twisted a few times to form a simple handle.

Clang!

He brushed it aside.

But the long spear simply pressed down with the momentum, trying to control the opponent with the weapon’s length. However, how could Jiang Feng give such an opportunity? He avoided the sharp edge and used his body to bump into the shaft of the spear, making it unable to exert force.

Then he smashed into it with an Iron Slope Shoulder!

Bam—

Even though he managed to block with his knee in time, he was still knocked back more than ten steps before steadying himself, his face extremely unsightly. He knew that for this lad to be able to bring a Qi Refinement sixth layer girl this far, he must have something to rely on, but he didn’t expect him to be so terrifying.

"How can the flesh of this Low Grade Foundation Establishment be stronger than my Mid Grade? Could he be a Body Cultivator?"

This thought flashed through his mind, but immediately the iron wire came crashing down from above.

Clang!

Another collision, that plain and unremarkable iron wire of about three feet and the thickness of a thumb, obviously made of ordinary iron, became in the young man’s hand as fearsome as a Divine Weapon.

He aimed a poke at the brow, forcing the opponent to pull the long spear back to deflect it with inertia. But immediately after, the iron wire slid down the tip of the spear at high speed towards the fingers, scaring the other party into letting go immediately, but as soon as he did, he realized he’d been tricked.

"Damn it!"

Before he could curse out loud, a hand grabbed the other end of the spear shaft.

The iron wire had merely swept across the shaft, causing him to reflexively let go. But in fact, Jiang Feng only held an iron wire in his hand. Even if it swept over, it wouldn’t cause injury, at most it would just hurt for a couple of days.

Exerting strength, that irresistible force almost made the long spear slip out of his hand instantly. Just as the two men were struggling, the young man suddenly released his left hand, twisted his body to the side, and let the longsword on his back brush past his shoulder.

Zi—

The man’s shoulder was unexpectedly grazed by the longsword, with blood flowing continuously.

"Boss! It wasn’t intentional. I just wanted to help you..."

"Be careful!"

The cultivator holding the long spear didn’t even have time to scold as he just let out a roar and threw the long spear with all his might!

The Soul Body dissipated.

The talisman paper was completely penetrated under this strike, the weakened soul returned to the inconspicuous banner at Jiang Feng’s waist. This hit was terrifying, and even Jiang Feng himself became interested.

"A bit capable."

Chucking softly, even though he was surrounded by two men, he remained composed, one hand holding the iron wire, the other behind his back, looking towards the girl struggling in the distance.

Compared to a few days ago, the girl had improved a lot, with her cultivation speed advancing rapidly. In just twenty days, not only had she stabilized her foundation, but her Spiritual Energy had also climbed a level. He estimated that after this assessment, she could reach around the level of Qi Refinement seventh layer.

Without any reservation, he pulled out another Paperman from the Qiankun Bag right in front of the two of them. Seeing this, the person behind him immediately pinched the spell and attacked him. He had to stop Jiang Feng from helping at all costs.

But the result...

"Do you know of a tactic called encircle-and-rescue?"

The light-as-a-feather talisman paper was thrown down; he didn’t even infuse Spiritual Energy into it, just feigning a posture of going to help, and all to lead the opponent to make the first move.

"Demolishing Demon Frost Palm!"

The cultivator standing there casting the Daoist Skill was unable to dodge in time.

He didn’t have the wide meridians like Jiang Feng, nor did he have the detailed control over the Spiritual Energy within his body, just blindly casting a Daoist Skill. But can your Yellow Grade Low Grade Daoist Skill really clash with Xuan Rank?

Boom!

"Tiger!"

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, shouting out loud, he waved his palm, and the long spear flew back into his hand. But accompanied by the dense smoke in front, the rust-spotted iron wire poked towards his face again.

"Golden Bell Shield!"

With an angry roar, he brought his palms together, the powerful vibration blocking the iron wire on the outside.

Impenetrable.

Surprisingly, however, Jiang Feng did not continue his fierce assault but instead stepped on the Golden Bell Shield to use its inertia to retreat tens of meters away and back into the smoke. When he reappeared, he was already holding someone by the arm.

It was the "rescuer" who had been encircled and targeted just then.

"Alright girl, come over here."

Greeting the hard-fighting little girl casually.

Her face showing a trace of joy, the girl immediately retreated towards Jiang Feng, but the other person who was still engaged in combat was aggressively pursuing, trying to cast a Daoist Skill to knock the girl down midway.

But...

"Ahh ahh ahh!"

The cries of the hostage made him immediately snap awake!

"Big brother, second brother, save me, save me..."

His expression revealed agony; upon closer inspection, it was the young man directly twisting the third brother’s wrist, and then stepping forcefully on his shoulder.

If that person hesitated in stopping even a little longer, the arm would have likely been broken.

"Stop it! What do you want? This is the territory of the Purple Cloud Palace! If you dare to harm his life, I will surely kill..."

"Ah!"

A scream echoed as the arm was crushed underfoot.

Gazing directly at the Mid Grade Foundation Establishment cultivator, the young man sighed. Sometimes it’s not that he doesn’t want to behave humanely, it’s just that some people only care about cultivation and understand nothing of human relations and decorum.

Without wasting words, he loosened the now limp right arm, grabbed the opponent’s left wrist, and even found the person beneath him struggling too much, so he kicked directly at the Dantian!