"Dark Corpses?" Upon hearing Luo Qingchuan’s words, Zi Ya shook her head and looked at the densely packed Dark Corpse Army, her face showing confusion.
The simple girl of the Snake-man Clan had heard of ghosts in the territory of her race before, but these sinister and vicious Dark Corpses had never been ntioned by her people.
"Now the outco should be decided," Luo Qingchuan murmured as he watched the battlefield and the erging Dark Corpse Army.
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As soon as the Dark Corpse Army appeared, Shi Feng put away the Bloodthirsty Sword, which transford back into the blood-colored sword pattern on his middle finger.
With his hands forming a seal, he quickly set up the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses in the night sky!
Then, a burst of silver light flashed over Shi Feng’s left hand, and the large silver sickle appeared in his grasp.
"Five Flas Transformation!"
Ahead, Yangg Zhong stretched out his right palm forward and coldly shouted. The five fiery flas, positioned at the Five-star Position, imdiately started to rapidly shift and alternate under his control.
"Zhong’er, are you really going to use this move?" At that mont, an elderly, anxious voice rose from Yangg Zhong’s neck, followed by the voice speaking up again:
"Do you know the consequences of using this ultimate move? I’ve told you, it should never be used unless absolutely necessary!" the voice pleaded.
"Teacher!" Determination and resolve appeared on Yangg Zhong’s face as he said:
"This battle! I must win! Tonight, I must settle things with him completely! If I retreat again, my heart of Martial Arts will be overshadowed, my Martial Arts will halt, and my Heart Demon will take advantage of this!
Teacher, let eradicate these Nine Nether Remnants tonight! This man’s talent is too terrifying! He must die!"
"Alright!" The soul in the Jade Scroll, sensing Yangg Zhong’s current state of mind, finally responded with a word, then fell silent.
"Five Flas! Integrate!" At this mont, Yangg Zhong’s stretched out right palm suddenly clenched into a fist. The rotating and shifting fiery flas, again under Yangg Zhong’s control, launched toward the center, rging violently into one! The flas, each a different color—green, blue, orange, black, purple—yet all emitting imnse power, combined into a re fist-sized, multicolored fiery blaze.
An incredibly powerful force, seemingly capable of incinerating everything, suddenly surged.
"Sizzling, sizzling!" Under the burning of the Five-colored Fiery Fla, the air continuously emitted "sizzling" sounds, and the surrounding space was scorched with rifts.
"Five different attributes of Earth Fire, driven to rge by a secret technique! The power it has reached, it has indeed attained the Power of Five-star Martial Emperor!" Shi Feng stared intently at the multicolored fiery blaze in front of Yangg Zhong, murmuring gravely.
But Shi Feng, at this mont, was also operating the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, with the power of the formation and the Nine Nether Power in his body continuously infusing into the silver sickle in his hand.
The silver sickle, already vibrating continuously in Shi Feng’s hand, a stern look appeared on Shi Feng’s grave face as he said, "Power of Five-star Martial Emperor, so what? Watch as I still destroy it!"
"Ultimate Finishing Move, Five Flas! Burning Sky!" In that mont, a fierce look deviously settled upon Yang Zhong’s face, releasing a thunderous roar. Under his roar, the fist-sized bundle of five-colored fiery flas in front of him suddenly burst into a flood-like inferno.
The five-colored fiery flas, seeming truly capable of burning the heavens, surged wildly, akin to a mountain flood’s outbreak, rapidly rolling towards Shi Feng, destroying space wherever it passed.
"This is! This power of the flas, it has actually reached the strength of a Six-star Martial Emperor!" Shi Feng exclaid.
The five-colored fiery flas, possessing the strength of a Five-star Martial Emperor, had shockingly unleashed the might of a Six-star Martial Emperor. The forces between a Five-star and Six-star Martial Emperor were utterly incomparable, as different as heaven and earth.
However, it was then that Shi Feng’s left hand swiftly flicked, and the silver sickle in his hand was furiously hurled forward. It flew towards the violently surging five-colored flas.
"How powerful this fla power is!" From a distance, Luo Qingchuan looked at the battlefield ahead, watching the formidable five-colored fiery flas burn the sky, and couldn’t help but involuntarily cry out.
"Can he! Can Brother Shi Feng, defeat him?" The face of the Snake-man Clan Girl, Zi Ya, was full of worry at this mont. She turned her head to look at Luo Qingchuan and asked.
"He can! He definitely can!" Upon hearing Zi Ya’s words, a look of resolute conviction imdiately appeared on Luo Qingchuan’s face, as he responded.
He is invincible in battle!
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The large silver sickle that had been hurled cut through the raging five-colored fiery flas. But in an instant, the rapidly flying silver sickle halted under the formidable power of the five-colored fiery flas.
Yet, the surging five-colored fiery flas, impeded by the power of the silver sickle, struggled to push forward. The two forces began to contend!
Upon seeing the change in front of him, Yang Zhong was also shocked. He hadn’t expected his ultimate strike to be stopped.
Then, Yang Zhong’s gaze fixated on the large silver sickle: "This! This sickle!"
"It must be, this sickle should indeed be the legendary Death God Scythe!" At this mont, the ancient voice from the Jade Scroll on Yang Zhong’s chest rang out again.
"However, my son, with such a strike using the Death God Scythe, he must be in no better condition than you! Don’t forget, you still have your master!"
"Yes!" Yang Zhong nodded solemnly and said, "Disciple is lacking; from now on, I rely on my teacher!"
Ahead, the violent five-colored fiery flas began to dissipate. It was also at this mont that Shi Feng sensed that under the power of the five-colored fiery flas, the power housed in the silver sickle was also rapidly weakening.
Shi Feng, employing the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses and all the energy inside his Dantian, unleashed this suprely strong strike with the silver sickle, which astonishingly matched the five-colored fiery flas.
Currently in the Martial Arts Realm at the level of a Three-star Martial Emperor, Di Sha had evolved into a Two-star Emperor Level Corpse. Since the last ti Shi Feng had inscribed that Ancient Writing representing the Death Principle during their previous encounter, influenced by the Ancient Characters, Shi Feng had noticed that they were gradually transforming.
Now, even if Shi Feng engaged in battle using the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, operating the Ancient Writing with the Death Principle invisibly, the power he unleashed could match a Five-star Star Martial Emperor!
And just now, as he channeled all these powers into the Death Scythe and launched the attack, it had erupted with a strike equivalent to that of a Six-star Martial Emperor!
Following that, in the night sky, the five-colored fiery flas completely dissipated between heaven and earth, and the power within the silver sickle was also completely exhausted, flying back towards Shi Feng.
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