The Lin family was bustling as the wedding procession, complete with drums and gongs, brought in the lavish bridal sedan.
Lin Yang, the foolish young master of the Lin family, was dressed in bright red wedding attire, drooling and wearing a silly grin as he eagerly lifted the curtain.
"Wife... wife..."
"Young master, we haven't completed the ceremony yet; you can't see the bride," a maid cautioned.
"Get out of the way!"
Surprisingly, Lin Yang kicked the matchmaker away with great strength.
With his mouth still drooling, he eagerly rushed towards the sedan.
"Hehehe... the bridal chamber! I want to go to the bridal chamber now!"
"Bridal chamber?"
Seeing Lin Yang's antics, onlookers couldn't help but cover their faces and laugh quietly.
This foolish boy, he can't be serious about entering the bridal chamber here, can he?
At the same time, many felt pity for Feng Ning inside the sedan. The little girl was so small and thin; how could she endure this fool's antics?
"Ah! You dare to bite me!"
Amid the crowd's chatter, Lin Yang suddenly screamed in pain and then brutally grabbed Feng Ning by the hair, dragging her out of the sedan.
Two rows of bite marks appeared on his wrist, and blood flowed freely.
His hand tightened around Feng Ning's neck, lifting her effortlessly.
Poor Feng Ning's face turned bright red, tears streaming down as she struggled against the grip of this demon.
"Let go of me... I don't want to marry you!"
Lin Yang clenched his teeth, fury evident on his face.
"If you dare bite me, I'll kill you!"
With that, he raised his fist, ready to strike Feng Ning on the forehead.
Seeing this scene, some of the timid had already closed their eyes, fearing the worst.
Just then, an angry shout echoed from outside: "If you dare to hurt my sister, I will slaughter your entire Lin family!"
Upon hearing the voice, everyone instinctively turned to look, only to catch a glimpse of a fleeting figure.
"So fast!"
"Swish!"
A red sword light flashed, and in the next instant, a head was tossed high into the air, rolling into the crowd.
When everyone finally saw the face of the severed head, they were paralyzed with fear, only after a long while did they exclaim:
"It's Lin... Lin Yang…"
"Lin Yang is dead! Lin Yang is dead!"
With each scream, the front yard of the Lin family descended into chaos.
After killing Lin Yang with one sword strike, Feng Wuchen embraced Feng Ning, covering her eyes while reassuring her, "It's okay... it's over!"
"Brother!"
Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice, Feng Ning's tears finally flowed freely as she sobbed uncontrollably.
"Ning'er, don't marry, please don't..."
As he heard his sister's cries, Feng Wuchen felt his heart wrenched.
"Don't worry, I'm here; no one can force you!"
"My son... what happened to my son!"
At that moment, a man in his forties rushed out from the Lin family hall, cradling Lin Yang's corpse and weeping loudly.
Seeing this man, Feng Wuchen's eyes brimmed with killing intent!
This man was Lin Yi, the head of the Lin family, Feng Ning's father, and the one who had crippled Feng Wuchen.
"Old dog Lin Yi, a year ago you took my spiritual veins and crippled my cultivation. Now you force my sister to marry your son. Today... we'll settle the old and new scores together!"
"It was you! You killed my son?"
Lin Yi looked at Feng Wuchen in disbelief.
He had personally crippled Feng Wuchen, certain he had become a waste. How could he have the strength to kill his son?
However, Lin Yi, blinded by rage, didn't think much. He immediately shouted, "Capture these two siblings! I want them to accompany my son in death!"
"Yes!"
As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, several Lin family warriors rushed forward.
"A bunch of useless dogs, you dare seek death!"
Before these inept fighters, Feng Wuchen didn't even need to unleash his sword intent. He casually struck with his sword, and several of the lower-tier warriors fell lifeless.
"Hiss..."
The crowd gasped in shock.
"What a fast sword!"
"You little beast, you dare kill my Lin family's people?" Lin Yi was nearly bursting with rage, shouting madly: "Charge! Keep attacking!"
After killing a few warriors, Feng Wuchen quickly removed his belt, securing Feng Ning to his back. Then, he took the initiative, attacking the few innate warriors blocking Lin Yi's path.
"Kid, you dare come? Seeking death!"
One of the innate warriors firmly gripped his steel blade and met Feng Wuchen's sword.
"Using this scrap metal to block me? Who's really seeking death here?"
"Clang!"
As their weapons clashed, the innate warrior trembled, his eyes wide as he watched his steel blade shatter like paper under Feng Wuchen's sword.
But even after breaking the blade, Feng Wuchen's sword didn't stop. Instead, it sped up, aiming straight for the warrior's neck.
"Thud!"
Before he could react, Feng Wuchen's blade had already sliced through his neck.
In the vast Lin family courtyard, another corpse was added.
"What! Even an innate warrior was killed! How did the Lin family offend this killing god?"
"Look... that little girl calls him brother! This must be Feng Wuchen, the son-in-law from the Feng family!"
"It's impossible! Wasn't he crippled a year ago? How can he be so powerful?"
"Who knows? But it seems he hasn't turned into a waste; that sword of his is likely a spiritual-level weapon... Today, the Lin family is going to suffer greatly!"
Witnessing the slaughter of their warriors by Feng Wuchen, Lin Yi's heart felt like it was bleeding.
"You little beast! I won't let you live, ahhhh!"
Seeing Lin Yi frantically charge at him, Feng Wuchen didn't dodge.
"A year ago, the moment you crippled my spiritual veins and ruined my foundation, we were already bound to this blood feud!"
After eliminating the last innate warrior, Feng Wuchen's sword intent surged, and the Dragon Abyss Sword Tower in his dantian trembled, breaking through once again.
"Fifth layer of the innate realm!"
"Old dog! Take my sword!"
"Bring it on! Hundred Cracks Fist!"
Now, Lin Yi only wanted to kill Feng Wuchen and didn't notice his opponent's transformation.
The sword intent of the fourth layer of the innate realm was just a step away from breaking Lin Yi's barrier.
Thus, for Feng Wuchen, this breakthrough represented a qualitative change!
Lin Yi's fist collided with the Burning Sun Sword again, but this time, Feng Wuchen didn't show any weakness. He shattered Lin Yi's barrier as easily as cutting through tofu, aiming straight for Lin Yi's throat.
"What? This is impossible!"
Seeing his barrier broken, Lin Yi's face changed dramatically, instinctively retreating to avoid this lethal strike.
But Feng Wuchen was wielding the madman's killing sword!
"Pfft!"
As the blade pierced flesh, the battlefield fell silent.
When the onlookers regained their senses, Lin Yi, the innate realm martial artist, had been pierced through the throat by a sword, completely deprived of life.
After a long time, until his body collapsed, the surviving warriors of the Lin family screamed in shock, "The head of the family is dead! The head of the family is dead…"
After killing several members of the Lin family, Feng Wuchen's expression remained unchanged. He wiped the blood from the Burning Sun Sword, carrying Feng Ning as he walked step by step out of the Lin family.
As he passed by, the surrounding guests didn't dare to breathe.
Only when Feng Wuchen had walked far away did they realize their hands were trembling.
With Lin Yi's death, the entire Lin family fell into chaos.
A moment later, an old man with a wrinkled face emerged from the back of the Lin family.
This elder had a robust aura, even stronger than Lin Yi, and was an innate realm master at the third level!
"What happened?"
"Old Patriarch!"
The elder was Lin Cang, the former head of the Lin family.
The surviving Lin family warriors knelt, as if grasping a lifeline.
"Feng family's waste son-in-law... the head of the family and young master have been killed!"
"What…"
Hearing this shocking news, Lin Cang felt darkness before his eyes, and the next moment, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
In that instant, the elderly man seemed to grow even older.
"Feng family... Feng family! I want their lives!"