Lin Yuexin’s sound wave attack was engulfed by the Blood Light, and she instantly sensed that her own attack had completely dissipated under its power, which left her shaken and horrified.
As the prideful daughter of the emperor, and the top young genius of the Heavenly Mist Empire, when had she ever encountered such a situation? "No! For Zi Yun to return to my side, you must die, you must die!"
Lin Yuexin’s face was filled with defiance, and with a fierce pluck of her zither, "Zeng!" the whole sky suddenly filled with a thunderous sound. Following that, a gigantic lightning bolt ford by sound waves appeared above Shi Feng and violently struck down towards him.
At that mont, the fierce energy ford by forty-five Martial Artists also clashed fiercely into the bloody glow.
But then, the faces of the Martial Artists in the Void displayed horror, shock, and disbelief, unable to accept what was happening.
They suddenly sensed that the combined attacks of so many, which might have even forced a Six-star Martial Sect expert to perish, did not break through the bloody glow but instead dissipated under it.
"How is this possible! How could this be!"
"What exactly is going on, and what is this person’s Martial Arts Realm?"
"The Stele, he was just absorbed by the Blood-colored Stone Stele, he must have encountered unimaginable fortune, obtained a grand opportunity. Everyone, give it your all, we must kill this person and share the secrets he has gained."
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
One after another, the Martial Artists roared again, one Martial Skill after another, one attack after another ready to be unleashed. Those who hadn’t used their full strength before, hoping to reserve it to fight over the Blood-colored Stone Stele after killing Shi Feng, were now going all out.
Explosive, dazzling, and magnificent energies that made ordinary Martial Artists tremble and unable to withstand erupted once again into the sky, swirling towards Shi Feng, determined to obliterate him.
Above the Blood-colored Battle Armor, the bloody glow had beco more intense. Despite sensing the furious sound wave thunder smashing down from above, Shi Feng remained unfazed, and Lin Yuexin’s attacks once again crashed into the bloody glow.
However, Lin Yuexin instantly felt a sense of powerlessness rise within her. Her strongest Martial Skill, her most powerful attack, her sound wave thunder, once again completely annihilated in that bloody glow. At that mont, a retreat arose in Lin Yuexin’s heart, and she quietly fell back.
Facing another surge of fierce energy coming towards him, Shi Feng continued to rapidly close in on the crowd. And, as before, the Emperor-level Battle Armor emitting the bloody glow once again wiped out those dazzling and violent energies completely clean.
At that mont, Shi Feng’s figure flashed, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, he darted into the group of martial artists. His Bloodthirsty Sword wildly swung through the crowd, and in no ti, white sword shadows crisscrossed among the people, followed by screams rising from the group.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"No! Everyone quickly join forces again, attack, he has rushed in, kill, everyone quickly kill him! He must die! Ah!" A martial artist, who was shouting at the crowd, suddenly felt a chill at his neck and a bright red Bloodthirsty Sword had pierced his throat. Instantly, he felt his blood start to flow backward, and his body deflated like a punctured ball, quickly shriveling.
The massacre continued. Against those martial artists who wanted his life, no matter how pitiful or painful their screams were, Shi Feng had absolutely no rcy.
Eyeing his treasure, wanting his life, they must be prepared to be slaughtered like pigs and dogs. If it weren’t for his strength, these greedy martial artists would have used their weapons and martial skills to tear his body apart long ago.
"Is this... really happening? So many geniuses were ruthlessly slaughtered by this man without any resistance!" Inside the Blood-colored Peak, martial artists stared dumbfounded into the void, watching that indistinct scene as if in an unreal dream. These individuals, renowned throughout the Heavenly Mist Empire, were falling like dumplings, their bodies drying and shriveling like mummified corpses of a thousand years.
"Death God, the Black-clothed Death God! It’s really a death god! The rumors are true. This man is brutally bloodthirsty, using his sword in hand to rcilessly reap these lives of geniuses, so many fallen powers, the Heavenly Mist Empire is likely to change!"
"Demon, this is simply a demon! Too terrifying."
"Her!" Princess Zi Yun was just staring blankly into the void at the figure reaping the lives of martial artists, suddenly jolting awake, Lin Yuexin was still there, Sister Yuel Xin, she mustn’t be hard.
Imdiately, Princess Zi Yun hurriedly flew toward the void.
The Bai Family martial artists, still under the leadership of Bai Yunshuang, looked up at the sky, their faces sowhat stunned. The people who had once marched with them were now displaying such formidable power. Nine Nether inheritance, Emperor Nine Nether’s inheritor, truly extraordinary.
So even began to feel fortunate in their hearts that Bai Yunshuang had not ordered them to move into the void and join the others in competing for the stele just a while ago. A few still felt a lingering fear, having seen the Blood-colored Stele obtained by this person, their hearts had been agitated, but fortunately, they had restrained that restless heart.
"Zhong, let’s go!" Atop a blood-colored tree in the blood-colored forest, a jade scroll on Yang Zhong’s chest emitted an elderly voice.
"Yes!" Hearing that elderly voice, Yang Zhong looked toward the battlefield in the sky and nodded slightly. At this mont, Yang Zhong beca unusually calm, only silently saying in his heart, "Shi Feng, you wait for , one day, I, Yang Zhong, will surely surpass you!"
Then, knowing he was no match for Shi Feng now and that the Blood-colored Stele had been taken by Shi Feng, staying here was aningless. He broke through space and rushed out of the Blood-colored Peak.
Another young man with a severed hand, reluctantly looked at the battlefield in the sky one last ti and like Yang Zhong, broke through space and left the Blood-colored Peak.
In the void, the massacre continued, screams still incessant, and Shi Feng’s Blood Sword kept swinging. Yet, Shi Feng himself kept taking hits after hits, but now, clad in Blood-colored Battle Armor, he seed indomitable. No matter where the martial artists struck him, a flash of blood light would dissolve the attacks completely, making him appear
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