508: Chapter 499: Wind Thunder Valley Elder 508: Chapter 499: Wind Thunder Valley Elder In fact, Feng Yiming was an Elder of Wind Thunder Valley, and Xuan Ye also held a similar status.
At the sa ti, he was a Guest Alchemist of Wind Thunder Valley.
In his view, Mo Wangchen and his companion from the Lower Realm couldn’t possibly have such formidable cultivation prowess.
His initial belief was that his presence alone would suffice to intercept them today.
With his Strength of Saintly Sovereign Nine Heavens, dealing with two youngsters from the Lower Realm shouldn’t pose any problem.
However, to prevent any unforeseen incidents, he decided to contact Feng Yiming for assistance.
The other party was a powerhouse at the Half-Step Emperor Realm, and with such support, everything should be smooth sailing.
“Kid, don’t waste ti.
Hand over your cultivation techniques obediently, and perhaps I will spare your life,”
As Feng Yiming spoke, a pressure belonging to an Emperor Realm Great Power, like a mountain, continuously pressed towards Mo Wangchen and his companion.
Gu Tianqi’s expression changed slightly, and his breathing beca labored.
Mo Wangchen, on the other hand, rely furrowed his brows.
With his Holy Rank Perception, such pressure couldn’t affect him at all.
He did not respond to Feng Yiming’s words, instead looking at the man and suddenly asking, “Feng Wuheng…
who is he to you?”
The two shared the sa surna, both from Wind Thunder Valley, leading Mo Wangchen to think there must be so relation.
Hearing this, Feng Yiming’s face montarily showed surprise, “I heard you just arrived from the Lower Realm, and yet you know the na of our Wind Thunder Valley Divine Son.
To tell you the truth, I am one of his clan’s Elders.”
“An Elder, huh…”
Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes, his mind seemingly wandering.
He then turned to look at Gu Tianqi and said, “You fall back first, I’ll handle these two myself.”
“You’re going solo?”
Gu Tianqi looked surprised.
The two they faced were a Peak Strength Saintly Sovereign Nine Heavens and a powerhouse who had stepped into the Half-Step Emperor Realm.
Was Mo Wangchen actually intending to take them on alone?
However, the surprise soon passed, and a sense of understanding appeared on Gu Tianqi’s face.
He rembered that back in Canglan, Mo Wangchen had slain a Quasi-Emperor Realm Great Power, the ancestor from the Su Family.
After so thought, Gu Tianqi continued, “How about we both take them on?
I might not be a match for a Half-Step Emperor, but that Xuan Ye old guy is an Alchemist.
Though he possesses the Strength of Saintly Sovereign Nine Heavens, his combat power shouldn’t be too strong.
He might be just the right opponent for to practice on.”
Hearing this, Mo Wangchen appeared startled, and remained speechless in his mind.
Indeed, a battle fanatic, actually choosing to use a Saintly Sovereign Nine Heavens as sparring practice!
But then he thought about it, Gu Tianqi’s words weren’t without rit.
Though Xuan Ye had the cultivation of Saintly Sovereign Nine Heavens, he was likely focused on Alchemy Dao, and his Martial Arts combat power wouldn’t be too formidable.
As for Gu Tianqi, now at the level of Saintly Sovereign Six Heavens and after enduring six Heavenly Tribulations, he was comparable to a regular Saintly Sovereign Nine Heavens and should be able to handle it fine.
“Then just be careful,” Mo Wangchen warned.
“Heh, don’t worry.”
Gu Tianqi chuckled, clenched his fist, and imdiately fixated his gaze on Xuan Ye, “Old man, you’ll be my opponent!”
“You little beast, you’re courting death!”
At this mont, Xuan Ye’s face looked unpleasant, anger blazing in his eyes.
He had thought that faced with their imposing attack, it would be good enough if Mo Wangchen and Gu Tianqi didn’t run, yet now they actually intended to fight back?
That was utterly arrogant!
“Let’s see how I’ll slaughter you today!”
After a cold snort, Xuan Ye was the first to make a move, his imnse palm coming down, covering the entire sky.
Whoosh!
Mo Wangchen and Gu Tianqi swiftly retreated, effortlessly evading Xuan Ye’s attack.
“Co on, if you’re capable, chase ; let’s see if I don’t beat you so badly your parents won’t recognize you.”
“Oh, wrong, you old geezer are halfway into the coffin already, where do you get parents from?”
Gu Tianqi’s body soared, reaching the distant sky above.
He was also afraid of being affected by the upcoming battle between Mo Wangchen and Feng Yiming.
“Seeking death!”
Xuan Ye was even more furious, his face an iron blue, he wished he could tear Gu Tianqi into pieces, his body turning into a streak of light, his eyes filled with a sky full of murderous intent as he swept away.
At the sa ti, Mo Wangchen and Feng Yiming stood against each other in the air, neither of them making a move imdiately.
“I heard you’ve just ascended from the Lower Realm, quite the big talk, do you really think you alone can handle ?”
Feng Yiming looked at Mo Wangchen, coldly chuckled, his eyes filled with contempt.
“Clamor!”
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, why were all these so-called Upper Realm people like this, so insufferably arrogant, looking down on those from the Lower Realm?
What mattered was, Feng Yiming was from the sa family as the previous Feng Wuheng—it really was true that birds of a feather flock together.
If today, they had co looking for him on their own initiative, then they could hardly bla him; after all, having destroyed Feng Wuheng’s Divine Thought, Wind Thunder Valley certainly would not let things go easily.
Buzz!
The space before him trembled slightly, and an Emperor Weapon longsword appeared in Mo Wangchen’s hands.
At the sa ti, his gaze instantly turned extrely cold, and his whole deanor changed in that mont, carrying a kind of etherealness inherent to a swordsman.
Boom boom!
Around him, the grand montum of Heaven and Earth surged, Mo Wangchen directly stimulated his Sword Intent, without a word, rged the montum with the sword, and slashed down through the air.
Whoosh!
In the dark night, the Sword Light soared to the sky, bursting into dazzling radiance, sharp and pressing, slashing toward Feng Yiming.
“An Emperor Weapon?”
Feng Yiming narrowed his eyes, recognizing that the sword in Mo Wangchen’s hands had reached the level of an Emperor Weapon.
He then coldly chuckled, “No wonder you’re so arrogant!”
Crack!
The words fell, and around his body, streams of Tao Law’s charm flowed, brilliance shimring and spreading out, instantly destroying the Sword Light slashed out by Mo Wangchen.
“In the Lower Realm, Emperor Weapons indeed possess great power, but here in Heavenly Gang, they’re not as formidable as you think, a re Emperor Weapon, and you dare to contend with , such wishful thinking!”
“If that is what you’re relying on, then I’m afraid, today, you’re destined to die here.”
Buzz!
As his words ended, Feng Yiming’s hands ford a Dharma Seal, and instantly, a golden Giant Dragon phantom soared out, its roar echoing through the sky, ferociously rushing towards Mo Wangchen.
“Break!”
Mo Wangchen’s eyes slightly narrowed, stimulating his Sword Intent, while also invoking the Life and Death Law, with the Taiji Seal erging behind him.
Slashing with the sword through the air, before the Giant Dragon could get close, he cut it down.
“How would you get my Pill Scripture if you kill ?” said Mo Wangchen.
“You probably don’t know, here in Heavenly Gang, there is a technique called Soul Searching, even if I slay you, within a quarter of an hour, I can still perform the Soul Search on you, plundering your mories.”
Feng Yiming coldly chuckled, his body flying out, moving extrely quickly, pressing towards Mo Wangchen.
“Your Power of Laws is indeed not weak, no wonder you dare to fight alone, but it’s still far from enough!”
With those words, he reached a distance of three steps away from Mo Wangchen, a palm thrusting forward, infused with the divine charm of an Emperor Realm Great Power, the terrifying palm wind, powerful enough to flatten a mountain, hurtling towards Mo Wangchen.
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