753: Chapter 753: Killing Them All Together 753: Chapter 753: Killing Them All Together Long Fei was not the least bit afraid of the Five Elents Sect he had been told about.
He was no longer the frog at the bottom of the well, having long since glimpsed the tip of the world’s iceberg, even the vastness of the universe, from the Storage Ring handed down by his ancestors.
No matter how powerful a sect in the Secret Realm is, it’s just a corner of the Earth; in comparison to the vast universe, it’s basically nothing.
Like Mount Shu and others, they are just powerhouses of a certain ti on Earth.
Looking across the Three Realms, they barely register any presence.
He gave Qu Wentian a cold smile, “You failed to raise your children properly, leaving nothing but a disgraceful grandson.
Today, I will use you to consecrate my sword!”
That shadowy longsword flew out, as if traversing space and ti, and slashed towards Qu Wentian in a flash.
In this space mire, only this sword could pierce through the space.
This was the Sword of Laws, a sword that breaks the sky.
As the sword shadow arrived, it directly split two spaces apart.
A being caught between them would be torn apart by the two spaces, and even those with the most formidable bodies and the highest cultivation levels could not withstand it.
A Core Formation Stage expert burst like a firework before his eyes, turning into a cloud of blood mist and dissipating with a bang.
He was like the judge of this world, walking indifferently through the mire of space, pointing at his enemies one by one.
The Sword of Spatial Law whistled as it passed, cutting through layers of spatial barriers with a howl.
Qu Changkong saw his father’s tragic death, his eyes filled with rage burst, and he scread hoarsely, “Long Fei, even as a ghost, I will not let you off!”
“Then go be a ghost!” Long Fei said with a light smile, pointing at him next.
The Sword of Laws passed by, and Qu Changkong, in the Late Enlightennt Realm, burst just like his father.
One by one, the disciples of the Five Elents Sect turned pale with terror, seeing both their Sect Leader and the old ancestor perish.
They had no spirit at all and began to beg for rcy in chorus, “Brother Long, we didn’t an any offense.
It was all these two old bastards who forced us!
Please show so rcy and spare us!”
Long Fei scolded, “Scum, betraying your sect at the brink of death – truly deserving death!”
At a point of his hand, the Sword of Laws whizzed past, wiping out a dozen core mbers of the Five Elents Sect.
People on the mountain trembled with fear as they watched Long Fei, as if looking at a death god.
Zhang Family Ancestor Zhang Jiuling was entangled with Chu Feng for a long ti, as the Celestial Realms Yuanyang Ruler from Dragon-Tiger Mountain unleashed waves of Yuanyang magnetic force, interfering with the Black Overlord Spear in Chu Feng’s hands.
Seeing this and knowing he couldn’t reverse the situation, he cried out to his son, Zhang Zhongmou at the foot of the mountain, “Zhongmou, your father will surely avenge you soday!”
He cast a Space-breaking Talisman and vanished in a flash of Mysterious Light.
Zhang Zhongmou’s face turned ashen.
It was his brother, Zhang Zhongyong, who had co to avenge his son.
But in an attempt to claim achievent, he had volunteered to co here himself.
And now, at this mont, even his father could abandon him without a second thought.
In the Cultivation World, once on their level, familial love had long been indifferent.
Faced with a threat to life or death, anyone could be abandoned.
Chu Feng yelled from atop the mountain, “Shaless wretch, co and fight for another three hundred rounds if you dare!”
He had not yet undergone tribulation, but having fought over a hundred rounds with a Core Formation expert already astounded everyone.
Had it not been for him today, Lin Yingying and her party would have been in danger, and Long Fei would not expect to kill so many experts all at once.
Looking at Zhang Zhongmou, he shook his head and sighed, “Look at you, how good it would have been if you just focused on your cultivation.
Why did you have to get involved in this karma and controversy?
But don’t worry.
Now that your Zhang Family has made an enemy of , I will be sure to visit you for a lesson in the future.
By then, your father, your brother, your whole Zhang Family will join you below!”
“Brat, I will fight you with my life!”
Zhang Zhongmou roared in fury, Mysterious Light swirling around him as he gathered all his strength into his sword and exploded forth, trying to tear apart this Power of Spatial Law and leap out from here.
The forces were instantly filtered by the surrounding power of laws.
The space he was in was completely another world compared to Long Fei’s.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t affect Long Fei.
“Go!”
With a light tap, Long Fei sent the Sword of Laws flying toward him.
In a flash, Zhang Zhongmou’s body rippled like water waves.
Rings of ripples spread out, and the entire space twisted and tore open, shredding him into a mist of blood, which disappeared from the world with a bang.
A group of enemies, all slain in a mont.
In the arena, only Wang Qiao of the Yin Ghost Sect and Yan Wuji remained.
The young prodigies on the mountain each stood solemn and silent.
They thought that after today’s battle, Long Fei would rise completely atop the shoulders of all these geniuses, unstoppable by anyone.
Even Li Yunxiao of Mount Shu had to reassess Long Fei at this point.
Originally, he thought that upon coming to this world, he was among the very top among the young, even within the cultivator families.
He hadn’t expected that in such a world with thin spiritual energy, there could still erge soone as formidable as Long Fei.
Fat Wang and the others were full of smug expressions, wishing they could tell everyone, “See that?
That’s our master, our boss.”
Lin Yingying and the others also heaved a sigh of relief; they had been genuinely worried Long Fei wouldn’t be able to cope with the attack from so many experts.
Chu Feng laughed loudly, “Heroes of the world arise from us, trampling over all talents to soar into the skies.”
Fat Wang and the others applauded, slapping their thighs and praising the line as a great poem.
Long Fei did not deal a deadly blow to Wang Qiao, but instead said to him coldly, “You have spent years cultivating the despicable arts of the Yin Soul, and you have achieved so minor successes.
Considering the difficulties of the cultivation path, I will spare your life.
Would you be willing to beco my Blood Spirit?
From now on, you will guard and protect my residence.
If the ti cos, I might allow you to take on a human form again.”
“Blood Spirit?”
Wang Qiao shuddered at the na alone, knowing it couldn’t be any good task.
He tried to sound defiant, “Kill if you want to kill, do you think I, Wang Qiao, am one to fear death?”
Long Fei curled his lips and replied, “Fine, you may go as well!”
As soon as his hand pointed out, before the Sword of Laws even struck, Wang Qiao scread in terror, “Wait, I’ve changed my mind, I will submit!”
His forehead was covered in cold sweat; no matter what kind of spirit he would beco, preserving his own life was the priority.
Once this sword fell, his soul would scatter to the winds and he would have nothing left.
Long Fei snorted with laughter, “Sorry, you no longer have that chance.”
He had originally intended to spare Wang Qiao’s life and refine him into a Blood Spirit, similar to the Sacrificial Spirits offered by the Dongying people, to help control the formations at his ho.
Who knew, this man would still play tough at the brink of death.
Long Fei indulged his wish.
The Sword of Laws powered by the Spatial Law pierced through, and a puff of blood mist rose as Wang Qiao was slain right before his eyes.
Wang Qiao’s last words followed, lingering for a long ti, “Isn’t regret enough?”
In the field, only Yan Wuji was left.
His expression was dim, his will to fight completely gone.
He couldn’t believe that, despite having such a grand opportunity, he was still no match for Long Fei once he returned; he didn’t even co close to scratching him.
Instead, he was trapped here by the Power of Spatial Law.
No matter how unwilling, he was powerless at this mont.
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