The Saint Fire bursts out from Lin Fei's body, a situation he had already anticipated.
Only, he used all his mysterious power to deal with the masters from Taoyuan and other places, leaving the Saint Fire unrestrained, which imdiately inflicted an excruciating pain on Lin Fei's flesh.
Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Now, he has no choice but to make a quick and decisive move to defeat the enemy so he can harness the mysterious power to subdue the Saint Fire.
"Look, everyone, sweat is breaking out on his forehead. It seems he hasn't subdued the Earth Core Anomalous Fire. Let's kill him!" Xuan Chong, with sharp eyes, imdiately noticed sothing amiss, pointed at Lin Fei and said to Taoyuan, Zheng Tianqi, and others.
Taoyuan and Zheng Tianqi also noticed Lin Fei drenched in sweat, apparently suffering from the tornt of the Earth Core Anomalous Fire.
Their eyes light up as if they had suddenly seen an opportunity.
"While he's suffering from the Anomalous Fire, let's take his life." A fierce glow shot from Taoyuan's eyes as he coldly commanded.
Imdiately, Taoyuan's Autumn Water Sword flashed and was the first to fly and stab toward Lin Fei.
As the Autumn Water Sword erged, sword intent churned as layer upon layer of water, creating waves of sword ripples, seemingly wanting to engulf Lin Fei within the sword waves.
With Taoyuan's sword attacking Lin Fei, Xuan Chong's Silver Snow Sword also suddenly unleashed, transforming into a deadly silver glow, pouring toward Lin Fei.
Similarly, Hu Ba, wearing a golden mask, wielded a large curved blade which created arcs, slashing toward Lin Fei's neck.
In an instant, swords and blades launched simultaneously, aiming to kill Lin Fei.
Lin Fei, tortured by the burning of the Saint Fire, burst with intense brilliance in his eyes, causing a tremor in the air and emanating a powerful aura from his body.
Swish swish.
Lin Fei's left hand wielded the Purple Lightning Sword, and his right hand the Dragon King Sword, striking out like lightning.
Bang.
In a flash, Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword first collided with Taoyuan's Autumn Water Sword.
With the clash of tals, sparks flew.
Upon the stricken sword, the ancient Autumn Water Sword, carrying three thousand years of history, was imdiately sliced with a large notch by the Dragon King Sword.
Without giving Taoyuan a chance to react, Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword struck out another blow.
Crack.
Boom!
The body of the Autumn Water Sword imdiately cracked and shattered into two pieces.
Taoyuan was shocked; his ancient sword Autumn Water, a legacy of the Peach Blossom Secret Realm, was thus cut into two segnts by Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword?
Previously, his Autumn Water Sword had rely left a sword mark when clashing with Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword, never expecting that within tens of minutes, in another clash, Lin Fei would destroy his Autumn Water Sword with a single strike.
Recalling that he had said that Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword couldn't compare with his three-thousand-year-old Autumn Water, Taoyuan's face flushed with indescribable embarrassnt.
Whoosh.
Lin Fei was indifferent to Taoyuan's embarrassnt. After severing the Autumn Water with the ancient sword, he struck a lightning-fast blow toward Taoyuan's throat.
These prominent figures like Taoyuan wanted him dead.
How could Lin Fei show rcy to them?
Slash.
However, before Lin Fei's sword could reach Taoyuan's throat, Xuan Chong struck from the side, aiming the Silver Snow Sword at Lin Fei like a deadly silver serpent.
If Lin Fei continued to strike at Taoyuan, he would be impaled by Xuan Chong's sword.
Lin Fei had no choice but to redirect the sword intended for Taoyuan toward Xuan Chong.
Yet, Xuan Chong was very cunning; he had seen Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword successively sever Taoyuan's multiple magical artifacts and knew that if his Silver Snow Sword clashed with Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword, it would likely be reduced to scrap iron.
Thus, Xuan Chong hurriedly retreated, and as Lin Fei was about to pursue him, Hu Ba, with the golden mask, swung his large curved blade like a wind and fire wheel, spinning toward Lin Fei's neck.
Lin Fei had to abandon his pursuit of Xuan Chong, turning instead to slash at Hu Ba's spinning curved blade coming at him.
Crash, smash, and spark; iron and steel shattered as Lin Fei's sword cleaved the spinning curved blade into two useless fragnts that plumted to the ground.
This sent a flicker of astonishnt through the eyes of Hu Ba's elite warriors.
Booming sounds followed.
Then, Taoyuan, Zheng Tianqi, Li Fu, Bai Tianxiao, Yamamoto Harumitsu, Hu Ba, Gao Yi, and Xuan Chong's energies exploded in a bright golden mysterious aura illuminating the entire Flying Heaven Island.
The eight masters attacked Lin Fei from all directions together.
The eight masters turned into eight spheres of light, bombarding Lin Fei.
Only the Indian Master Nitu, with a staff in hand, quietly vanished into the swirling clouds.
Air trembled, winds howled, and murderous intent filled the sky.
At this ti, Lin Fei had nowhere to hide, and could only brace himself for death to fight desperately against the enemies.
The Saint Fire on his body seed intent on turning him to ashes, yet if Lin Fei hadn't undergone a previous transformation through mysterious power, rendering his ridians, bones, and flesh incredibly tough, he would have already been burned alive by the Saint Fire.
But even though Lin Fei's body was extrely resilient, without mysterious power to control the Saint Fire, it already threatened his life.
Moreover, the eight masters were closing in; whether faced with the Saint Fire or the eight masters, they were urgent threats that needed addressing.
If Lin Fei used mysterious power to mitigate the threat of the Saint Fire, the eight masters would bring him catastrophic disaster.
Yet if Lin Fei ignored the Saint Fire and focused fully on facing the eight masters, the Saint Fire could incinerate Lin Fei to ashes.
Lin Fei couldn't believe he had encountered a deadlock; no matter the choice, the result was death.
Therefore, since death was inevitable, Lin Fei decided not to hold back.
His only desire was to drag all these formidable enemies who sought his death, as companions to join him in the grave.
Boom, boom, boom.
Taoyuan, Zheng Tianqi, Li Fu, Bai Tianxiao, Yamamoto Harumitsu; five warriors, along with the thunderous powers of their fists and palms, struck Lin Fei from all sides.
Yet Lin Fei's Dragon King Sword and Purple Lightning Sword cut through Xuan Chong's Silver Snow Sword, piercing into both Xuan Chong and Gao Yi's bodies; their bodies convulsed, blood gushed forth, and to their dying disbelief, they t their end at Lin Fei's hands.
anwhile, Taoyuan's unimpaired attack, struck Lin Fei's back.
Lin Fei hadn't ti to withdraw the swords from Xuan Chong and Gao Yi's bodies, letting go instead so that the swords and the bodies fell together.
Next, he launched a double-palm strike at the other masters.
Clashing fists and palms sounded alongside screams, and the echoes of blood spattered; the air continuously vibrated, amidst the swirling clouds Lin Fei and the masters' fighting forms emitted flashing lights and tumultuous shocks.
Following a massive atmospheric tremor, the Horror Power aura erupted and swept across the world.
Gathered around Lin Fei, masters like Taoyuan, Zheng Tianqi, Li Fu, Bai Tianxiao—all were struck like severed kites and sent flying by Lin Fei within the hurricane-like airflow.
Within the light orb at the center, Lin Fei appeared as a man afla, completely surrounded by the Saint Fire while fighting against nurous elite warriors, despite fighting fiercely to injure and expel them all.
Yet, after all, he was just one person against a swarm of talents, inevitably becoming overwheld; he too was hit by many experts' strikes, sustaining severe injuries.
Compounded by the Saint Fire devouring his body, Lin Fei was already like a spent candle.
Rumble.
Yet at this mont, amid the rolling clouds, a sudden flash of golden light shot forth.
Sect Leader Nitu of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect, hidden within the clouds, erged with eyes blazing, wielding a golden staff that flew swiftly and struck Lin Fei.
"Poof!" Lin Fei was struck on the chest by Master Nitu's staff, as if hit by a giant hamr, causing a sweetness in his throat and a mouthful of blood to spurt forth.
Then Lin Fei gracelessly fell, like a severed kite, into the deep millennia-old cavern below.
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