[Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning] 02

Author: firstwarrior
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Word Count: 5206
2017/06/16
2. The Mysterious Demon Lord Roams the Martial World
Four men in black broke through the wall, each wielding a different weapon. Two attacking from the left and right, one
wielding two willow-leaf knives, the other two short iron rods—both short weapons. The other two, attacking from the front and back,
used long weapons: a red-tasseled spear and a long whip, respectively. Clearly, this was all premeditated,
so even the weapon lengths were perfectly coordinated, all to make Yu Jingfeng overwhelmed.
As the saying goes, "the shorter the weapon, the more dangerous it is." The two wielding short weapons rushed to Yu Jingfeng's left and right flanks, unleashing
deadly attacks. The willow-leaf knives and iron rods struck at Yu Jingfeng's waist; if hit, he would inevitably die on the spot. Even if
he had a way to deal with these two, the red-tasseled spears and long whips following closely behind would cause him to bleed profusely. The long whip
coiled towards his waist, seemingly intending to entangle him and allow his companion to deliver a fatal blow to the throat.
These four were undoubtedly formidable fighters, difficult to handle even individually, let alone
with a combined attack. Moreover, Yu Jingfeng's massive member was caught between Xia Yun's alluring breasts, teetering on
the brink of ecstasy.
Just as Yu Jingfeng was about to die, his waist bent backward as if snapped, while his legs remained firmly planted
on the ground. Even Xia Yun, intimately connected with him, was unaffected by this movement, continuing
to press her breasts against his massive member. This move was a common martial arts technique called the "Iron Bridge," usually
used to dodge oncoming weapons or hidden attacks, but few could execute it with such mastery
.
As Yu Jingfeng executed his Iron Bridge maneuver, the willow-leaf dagger and short iron rod both missed their mark, merely grazing his stomach. In a flash
, Yu Jingfeng's thin sword was already drawn.
It had been hanging from the cloth belt of his trousers, having fallen to the ground when Xia Yun was untying them, but he
had seized the opportunity to retrieve it as he bent down. With a flick of his left hand, the sword sprang from its scabbard, the hilt landing
in his right hand. With a swing of his hand, two bursts of blood erupted in the room. The man wielding the willow-leaf dagger had both hands
severed at the wrists, the spurting blood adding a splash of red to Yu Jingfeng's already stained robe.
After the hands were severed, Yu Jingfeng skillfully propelled them towards the faces of the red-tasseled spearman and the whip-wielder.
Seeing the severed hands hurtling towards them, clearly imbued with internal force, the two men knew that a direct hit would likely result in death or serious injury. Forced
into a corner, the two men had no choice but to retaliate, striking the severed hand with their spears and whips, thus crippling Yu Jingfeng's killing move.
Only after striking the severed hand did they discover their companion, wielding the short iron rod, lay dead in a pool of blood. His neck was pierced
by a sword, his head hanging askew from the thin, bloody remnant of his neck,
a look of disbelief still lingering in his eyes. He truly hadn't expected Yu Jingfeng's sword to be so swift and deadly
, like a gust of wind rushing towards him. Who could withstand such a gust? He only felt
a cool sensation on his neck, and then… and then nothing more.
Although Yu Jingfeng desired death, he didn't want to die an unjust death. He only wanted to die in battle, a
victim of a more skilled opponent, not at the hands of a sneaky, treacherous villain. That's why, at the
last second, he unleashed his killing move to repel the enemy.
Only after the two men in black fell did Xia Yun realize the danger she was in. Her face paled, and she screamed
.
Yu Jingfeng showed no mercy from the start. After slicing the short-staff man's neck with his sword, he used the tip to flick the man's two iron
clubs. Using his internal force, the iron clubs swiftly pierced the chests of the remaining two men in black.
The two, severely wounded and knowing they were no match for Yu Jingfeng, tried to flee, but Yu Jingfeng had already arrived.
Yu Jingfeng swung his thin sword, piercing the long-whip man's abdomen, and the force continued, pinning him
to the wall. The spearman, before he could react, was kicked flat on his back by Yu Jingfeng. He tried to get up,
but Yu Jingfeng stomped on his throat. Knowing that if Yu Jingfeng exerted his full strength, he would die instantly, he remained
motionless, pleading for his life with his eyes.
"Who ordered you to kill me?" Yu Jingfeng asked calmly.
The spearman, who had been begging for mercy, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Of the four of us brothers
, only I'm left. I don't want to live alone! Kill me if you want, don't ask any more questions!"
He thought these words would surely enrage Yu Jingfeng, but unexpectedly, his throat suddenly loosened, and the other man withdrew his foot
.
Yu Jingfeng reached out and sheathed his sword, and the black-clad man pinned to the wall finally fell to the floor
with a loud thud. Yu Jingfeng wiped the blood from the blade onto the man's body, and without turning back,
said to the spearman, "Go!"
The spearman, who had thought he had no chance of survival, was overjoyed at the sudden glimmer of hope. He slowly got up
, retreating step by step, extremely wary of Yu Jingfeng, worried that the latter was just playing a cat-and-mouse game,
deliberately letting him go and then suddenly killing him.
Yu Jingfeng was still naked from the waist down, and even his enormous member remained erect. Seeing the spear-wielder
slowly retreating, he pointed at his own member and said, "Can't you see I have important business to attend to? Why
aren't you leaving?"
The spear-wielder gritted his teeth, "Yu Jingfeng, although the four of us have been defeated today, you have offended the Demon Lord and
killed our Demon General. You won't live much longer!" Yu Jingfeng had spared his life, so he ultimately
revealed his identity in this way.
Yu Jingfeng waved to him, "Many have died by my sword these past few months, and I don't know which one was
your unfortunate demon general. I've long heard of the Demon Lord's name, and I don't mind meeting him before I die. Please tell
him that I, Yu Jingfeng, am ready to teach you at any time!"
He was now a far cry from his usual dejected self; a heroic spirit shone in his eyes,
making him completely different from the lifeless swordsman he had been before. Xia Yun, still kneeling on the ground, was stunned.
Before the spear-wielder had left, Yu Jingfeng helped the beauty up and said softly, "Miss, you've been frightened."
"Those annoying fellows are all gone, let's continue what we were doing!"
Xia Yun was stunned. "Young Master, do you still have the interest...?" She couldn't believe that Yu Jingfeng
still wanted to be intimate with her after killing three people.
Yu Jingfeng smiled lightly. "They're all dead, they won't be spying on us. The people outside have definitely been
bribed by them, they know they're going to go on a killing spree, so they won't dare to barge in. Since no one will bother us anymore,
why can't we continue?"
Actually, he didn't tell the whole truth. Since he experienced the upheaval, his life had been worse than death, and only
in life-or-death situations did he feel alive. The smell of blood mixed with Xia Yun's fragrance
further aroused his long-suppressed desire.
He knew very well that he had been targeted by the enemy tonight. From the moment he stepped into the Drunken Red Pavilion, the enemy had set
a trap, deliberately using beauty to distract him, seeking a fatal blow. The beautiful woman before him was likely also
involved, yet he seemed intent on dying, drawn to anything dangerous. He was utterly uninhibited in his
intimacy with Xia Yun.
He lowered his head to kiss her, and the naked beauty responded passionately, her delicate hands
pulling off his robe and tossing it onto the pool of blood. He forcefully planted his thin sword, scabbard and all, into the floor; the wooden
scabbard embedded itself several inches into the floor, standing erect.
After securing his sword, he suddenly stepped forward, pressing Xia Yun's back against the wall, his muscular body pressing tightly against
her breasts. Xia Yun felt a surge of excitement at the touch of his firm chest, and couldn't help but glance down, only to
discover numerous scars on his body, clearly indicating multiple previous injuries.
Looking at his handsome face hidden behind his stubble, Xia Yun suddenly felt a surge of pity. She thought that no matter
what the future held, having spent a night with him tonight would be an unforgettable experience. So, she let go of
everything and took the initiative to grasp the dragon, stroking it incessantly until she couldn't resist any longer and finally
inserted it into her flower path. Although the dragon had her guidance, its enormous size still made it a little difficult to pry open her petals and
successfully enter her body.
"Young master... please have mercy on this humble woman..." Although Xia Yun was in a brothel, she had never encountered such
a massive thing before, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"I obey your command!" Yu Jingfeng thrust his waist forward, and the dragon immediately entered, filling Xia Yun's flower path. Fortunately,
she was already aroused, and her flower path was wet, so she didn't suffer.
"Ah...Young Master, you're so naughty...Ah...Didn't you promise to be gentle with this little woman...?" Under
Yu Jingfeng's onslaught, Xia Yun kept letting out seductive cries. Although her cries were loud and passionate, her jade-like
legs were wrapped around Yu Jingfeng's waist, constantly pushing him forward. The opposite actions and cries
revealed her true feelings.
After standing and being intimate with Xia Yun for a while, Yu Jingfeng carried her to the ground. During the process, his dragon's thrusting
did not stop, still fiercely pounding into her flower path. As soon as Xia Yun landed, she saw
the corpse of the Willow Leaf Knife Hand and one of his bloody severed hands not far in front of her. She couldn't help but cry out in surprise, and her flower path tightened as a result,
tightly constricting his dragon, bringing Yu Jingfeng a hint of unexpected joy.
She said in a trembling voice, "Young master... I don't want to see these severed hands..."
"Good!" Yu Jingfeng unleashed a palm strike, the force of which sent the severed hand flying through the cracked wall,
causing the corpse of the Willow Leaf Blade Hand to tumble several times. He pressed down hard on Xia Yun's delicate body,
thrusting into her as if this were his last intimate moment, almost reaching her core with every thrust, causing her to writhe in agony beneath him.
She didn't know that Yu Jingfeng truly believed he was nearing the end, that he would achieve his desire at any moment, and
perish together with his enemy, so he was completely unreserved during their intimacy.
"Young master... this humble woman, this humble woman is coming..." Xia Yun trembled all over, her flower path convulsing violently,
and beads of fragrant sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, indicating that she had climaxed.
Since Xia Yun had already been defeated, Yu Jingfeng didn't push his luck too far, immediately slowing down the pace, still thrusting
, but becoming as gentle as water. Xia Yun was thus able to catch her breath, and after regaining her strength, she actively twisted her lower body,
giving the dragon's head different frictions and collisions from different angles.
She said in a soft voice, "Young master... this little woman wants you to enjoy yourself to the fullest..."
Although Yu Jingfeng had extraordinary abilities, he had not engaged in combat for a long time, and his overflowing passion urgently needed an outlet. So
he did not force himself to hold back, letting his passion erupt when the time was right, shooting all of it into Xia Yun's flower path, making her gasp and
pant, and he actually climaxed again.
Xia Yun thought that this fierce battle was over, but she did not expect that one time was not enough to release Yu Jingfeng's long-accumulated
passion. After he pressed down on Xia Yun for a while, the dragon still inserted in her flower path awakened,
giving her a new impact. This time, Yu Jingfeng did not make love to Xia Yun on the floor, but simply carried her
to a large bed in the side room and made love to her.
In the house where three dead bodies lay and blood
stained the floor, Xia Yun and Yu Jingfeng engaged in passionate lovemaking time and again. The sounds of their bodies colliding and Xia Yun's soft moans echoed through the air, yet no one from the Drunken Red Pavilion
dared to disturb their tryst. Yu Jingfeng thrust into her from behind for almost the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before finally ejaculating his remaining
passion into Xia Yun's body.
After their ecstasy, Xia Yun gasped for breath, beads of sweat dripping from her flushed
body. She gently stroked the scars on Yu Jingfeng's body, "Young Master... how come you're
covered in wounds?"
Yu Jingfeng lay beside her, replying leisurely, "Traveling in the martial world, injuries are inevitable." In
truth, for him, the most severe wounds were not these physical injuries, but the wounds to his soul. Perhaps it was to
alleviate those emotional pains that he often resorted to mutually destructive tactics against his enemies. In this way, although he could
kill enemies very quickly, he would inevitably suffer casualties himself.
"Who exactly are those people who want to kill you? I just heard that person say something about a Demon Lord..." Xia Yun
asked again.
Yu Jingfeng slowly said, "The most revered among demons, worshipped by all demons, able to summon wind and rain, the only one worthy of respect. This person claims to be..."
"He's a demon, and he even names his subordinates demons. He's suddenly emerged in the last few years, becoming a new force in the martial arts world, and has repeatedly
challenged the righteous sects."
Xia Yun listened to Yu Jingfeng's description of the Demon Lord, seemingly understanding but not quite. Actually, Yu Jingfeng was speaking to
himself, trying to organize his thoughts.
"A year ago, they challenged the Five Elements Fist of Taiyuan, Shanxi. Half a year ago, the Liu family of Zhengzhou suffered. Currently
, in the martial arts world, besides the major sects like Shaolin and Wudang, only the Murong and Xiahou families are unafraid of the Demon Lord. The remaining
smaller sects, upon hearing that a demon general under the Demon Lord's command is approaching, all bow down to avoid annihilation. If
one could perish together with this Demon Lord, it wouldn't be a bad thing!" Yu Jingfeng pondered silently.
Just as his thoughts were swirling, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly reached his ears. Upon hearing this, Yu Jingfeng
knew the newcomers weren't very skilled in martial arts and initially didn't take it seriously. However, to his surprise, five
men dressed as constables rushed in a moment later.
One of the men, a burly fellow, saw the corpse on the ground and his expression changed. He pointed at Yu
Jingfeng and shouted sternly, "Who are you, you scoundrel, daring to commit murder in Suzhou City? Surrender at once!"
Yu Jingfeng, a man of the martial world, usually avoided the authorities after committing murder, but this time he had unexpectedly
run into the Suzhou City constables. Hearing the constable's righteous indignation, he couldn't help but laugh and cry. He could only manage a wry smile before replying
, "Sir, you've misunderstood! These people actually wanted to kill me. I had no choice but to act, and who knew
I'd accidentally take them down!"
The burly constable spat, "You scoundrel, you killed someone and are still trying to justify yourself? Brothers, go! Arrest him
!"
The other four constables responded with a shout of "Yes, sir!" and charged forward with chains. Yu Jingfeng frowned, and had no choice but to
get out of bed naked. He made a few quick, haphazard moves, repelling the four men. Although he disliked being
bothered by these constables, he knew they were carrying out their duties, so he didn't use excessive force, merely rendering them incapable
of attacking.
The burly constable watched helplessly as his comrade fell in the blink of an eye, and in shock, he took
a few steps back. He shouted fiercely at Yu Jingfeng, "You audacious scoundrel, how dare you resist? Your crime is compounded!
This is a capital offense!"
Yu Jingfeng didn't want to get entangled with him any longer and turned to pick up his clothes and leave. But as soon as he turned,
he felt a sharp gust of wind from behind, accompanied by a delicate shout, "You audacious madman, you actually
don't respect the Suzhou City government! Take my blade!"
The attacker's blade came with fierce force, and his martial arts were far superior to those of the five constables. Although Yu Jingfeng could handle it,
he dared not underestimate his opponent. He quickly turned around, clasped his hands together, and at the last second, caught the blade. His inner strength was profound,
and this clamping motion forcefully stopped the opponent's blade, and he now faced the person who had attacked.
The person was a beautiful young woman, and her constable uniform could not conceal her beautiful figure. Her almond-shaped eyes
were wide open, and although her face was fierce, it added a strange beauty to her pretty features, making Yu Jingfeng
momentarily stunned.
The female constable changed her move with lightning speed; as soon as her knife was caught, she pulled it back forcefully, and finding the blade still unmoved
, she used her double legs to kick Yu Jingfeng's groin. Yu Jingfeng remained calm under pressure, pushing the
female constable away with both palms, and her legs missed.
"Miss, your move is quite vicious!" Yu Jingfeng said, tilting his head and staring at her.
The female constable now realized the situation. After all, she was a young girl, and facing the completely naked
Yu Jingfeng, her pretty face blushed and her heart skipped a beat. She wanted to look away, but she was worried that this despicable
villain would take the opportunity to attack, and for a moment she was at a loss, not knowing whether to look or not.
Yu Jingfeng, a free spirit, didn't mind being naked in public. Seeing the female constable's blushing face,
he merely found it amusing.
The female constable finally turned her face to the side, pointing her blade at Yu Jingfeng, "I am Zhang Yanan, the head constable of Suzhou! You
—come with me immediately!"

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