Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

0"I killed him. He disturbed my reminiscence with my friend, and he even dared to speak rudely to me. Damn it." Ling Feng said lightly.    

    

"Brat, how dare you kill someone at my ball, Charles is my foster son. Today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to Charles and make you regret making an enemy of Blood Clan even after you go to hell." Hill coldly said. Staring at Ling Feng, his heart was filled with even more anger. Even though Charles was a hedonistic aristocrat, so what, at least he shouldn't die. His father was the leader of the Blood Clan, Marquis Blood, and with this identity, he could walk unhindered across the entire European Continent. Yet, he was killed on his own territory.    

    

"Brat, I don't care who you are. Today, you will die here." Hill said coldly. Hearing this, everyone knew that this young man from China and the two beauties beside him would definitely die here.    

    

Leng Xiyan was very worried. She couldn't help but regret why she came to participate in this event. If she didn't attend the event, then she wouldn't have bumped into Ling Feng and there wouldn't have been any incidents between Charles and Ling Feng. It was also good for him to stop Ling Feng.    

    

Now that Hill had arrived, he would definitely kill Ling Feng and the two ladies beside him. But why was Ling Feng still so calm? Was he really that confident? Leng Xiyan thought in her heart after looking at Ling Feng.    

    

Maybe she should trust Ling Feng, but her opponent was the biggest noble in State Y, and also the most mysterious Blood Clan in the European Continent. Ling Feng was alone, how should she deal with him.    

    

Simon and his friends all felt sorry for Ling Feng. Simon was even more afraid. He brought Ling Feng here for the party. If Hill knew about this, he wouldn't be able to escape death either. However, even though Simon was afraid, he did not regret it. Since he had already done so, what was the use of regretting it?    

    

"Mr Ling, you are doomed this time. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have brought you to this ball, I would have indirectly harmed you." Simon thought in his heart.    

    

The other nobles and royal members were angry at Ling Feng. Ling Feng, who was a Chinese, actually dared to kill a nobleman from the Y country. They were very unhappy and if it wasn't for Jiang Yu'er's terrifying killing technique, they would have arrived earlier.    

    

Ling Feng calmly took a sip of the red wine. Then, he looked at Hill and said lightly, "You think you can kill me?"    

    

"Hmph, that's enough. I will definitely be able to kill you. " Hill's tone changed and he released a powerful aura. Hill was a member of the Blood Clan faction and was very strong, which was why he was able to become the butler of the Blood Clan. Otherwise, he would not have the qualifications to be a butler. Blood Clan were all revered experts.    

    

"Is that so? "Then come on."    

    

Hill did not expect Ling Feng to dare to provoke him again, so he immediately became angry and threw out a punch. This could gather a powerful fist aura from the heaven and earth, forming a giant fist that rushed towards Ling Feng.    

    

Ling Feng didn't have any intention of making a move. Instead, he looked at Sword Spirit and nodded. Sword Spirit held a long white sword in her hand and waved it forward. A stream of Sword Qi rushed out, attacking the Giant Fist that was rushing down.    

    

BOOM!    

    

With a sound, the sword qi sliced the Giant Fist into two and rushed towards Hill. Hill wanted to dodge but it was already over. The speed of the sword qi was so fast that it had arrived in front of Hill.    

    

"Bam."    

    

Hill was directly sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. A wound was cut open on his chest by the sword qi, and the bone inside was visible. Blood kept flowing out. Hill was seriously injured.