"Ye Feng!" Zhang Shouyi suddenly erupted with a beast-like roar, a sound that echoed between heaven and earth, shaking the very world violently.
The terrifying intent to kill perated the air. Zhang Shouyi hadn’t expected that the four elders he brought with him would all be slain by Ye Feng.
"Heavenly Gang Thunder Skills!" Zhang Shouyi bellowed, and in that instant, a Hand Palm Thunder shot out from his palm.
All at once, True Essence transford into a giant thunderball, which smashed in front of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng quickly tried to dodge, but just as he had moved away, the Hand Palm Thunder exploded on the spot.
"Boom!" An earth-shattering blast rang out, reverberating through the ground.
The explosion of the Hand Palm Thunder covered a hundred-ter radius, instantly engulfing Ye Feng in the horrific Lei Ting.
"Whoosh!" In a flash, Ye Feng was sent flying backward, his body spinning continuously in the Void.
"Wow!" Ye Feng felt his internal organs as if they were under an imnse impact, almost shifting out of place, pain painted all over his face. Opening his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Ye Feng rapidly stabilized his figure, but just as he had done so, Shangguan Qingyun and the Blood Lord, one in front and one behind, charged at Ye Feng with lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, Shangguan Qingyun was in front of Ye Feng, slashing down with his sword.
"Ye Feng, die!" Shangguan Qingyun roared in anger, and in that mont, his sword aid to cleave Ye Feng’s skull, intending to split him in two.
"Whoosh!" But at that mont, the Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword instantly flew above Ye Feng’s head.
"Clang!" The two longswords collided, the sound of tal striking tal echoing in the Void, sparks flying in all directions. Just then, the Blood Lord threw a punch at Ye Feng.
On the Blood Lord’s fist radiated flas of several hundred degrees, hurling towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng grabbed the Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword, and then, with full-strength True Essence erupting, wielded by Ye Feng, he swept the sword horizontally with such formidable power.
It directly paralyzed Shangguan Qingyun’s body, sending him flying backward.
At the sa ti, Ye Feng’s Sword Qi continued unabated, sweeping toward the Blood Lord’s fist.
"Liu Ying!" the Blood Lord shouted, aware that if his fist collided with Ye Feng’s sword, he would undoubtedly be the one injured; he absolutely wouldn’t take Ye Feng head-on.
At that mont, Liu Ying instantly leaped from the darkness, her ninja dagger thrusting straight towards Ye Feng’s abdon.
However, Ye Feng showed no intention of dodging at all. Holding the Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword, he chopped at the Blood Lord’s fist. The Blood Lord, frightened, instantly withdrew his fist, but it was still a mont too slow.
"Pffft—" Blood spurted as three of the Blood Lord’s fingers were cleanly severed by Ye Feng’s sword.
A shocked expression appeared in the Blood Lord’s eyes, not expecting that Ye Feng would use a strategy of trading injury for injury.
Since Ye Feng didn’t dodge Liu Ying’s attack, her ninja dagger plunged straight into Ye Feng’s abdon, and blood continuously flowed out.
Yet, at that mont, Ye Feng grabbed Liu Ying’s wrist.
In that instant, a look of fear appeared in Liu Ying’s eyes. Ye Feng revealed a cruel smile, "Caught you, now where will you run?"
"Let go!" Liu Ying’s body was drenched in cold sweat, his complexion turned deathly pale as he bellowed loudly.
But no matter how desperately Liu Ying struggled, it was futile. Ye Feng’s physical body was a match for those in the Divine Realm.
As for Liu Ying, he was rely a warrior of the Legendary realm. In terms of physical strength, he was far inferior to Ye Feng, unable to break free from Ye Feng’s grasp.
Ye Feng raised his Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword and aid a strike toward Liu Ying’s neck.
Panic flashed in Liu Ying’s eyes as he scread out loudly, "Shangguan Qingyun, save !"
He knew very well that if Ye Feng’s sword fell, his head would surely be severed.
Shangguan Qingyun swept his sword toward Ye Feng’s neck.
Yet, who could have known that Ye Feng would not dodge Shangguan Qingyun’s sword strike; if Ye Feng were hit, his head would also be cut off.
Ye Feng, holding Liu Ying, pushed him behind, but his Dragon Spring Sword’s course remained unchanged, continuing its deadly trajectory toward Liu Ying.
Because Ye Feng and Liu Ying had moved slightly, Shangguan Qingyun’s sword failed to sever Ye Feng’s head.
In the nick of ti, Shangguan Qingyun altered the trajectory of his sword, slashing downwards toward Ye Feng’s back.
However, Ye Feng still showed no intention of dodging. If Ye Feng hadn’t pushed Liu Ying away, he would have been struck by that sword.
Liu Ying roared angrily, "Ye Feng, you madman!"
In the midst of his raging cry, Liu Ying’s other hand held a ninja dagger, slicing toward his own wrist.
"Puchi!" In that instant, blood spurted out simultaneously.
A ghastly, horrific gash appeared on Ye Feng’s back, and Liu Ying’s own palm had been chopped off.
In a critical mont, Liu Ying decisively amputated his own palm, as there was no other way; Ye Feng was holding him firmly. If he didn’t cut off his own palm, his head would be severed by Ye Feng.
Losing his palm was a far better outco than losing his life to Ye Feng.
Just then, Ye Feng swiftly turned around, and blood sprayed out from the wound.
Shangguan Qingyun was stunned; he hadn’t expected that Ye Feng, gravely wounded by his sword, could still move so swiftly. Ye Feng’s fist killed towards Shangguan Qingyun’s chest.
Surprised yet remarkably quick to react, Shangguan Qingyun knew he couldn’t dodge Ye Feng’s fist and so he thrust his sword toward Ye Feng’s shoulder.
"Boom!" A sound erupted as Ye Feng’s fist heavily collided with Shangguan Qingyun’s chest, while Shangguan Qingyun’s longsword also stabbed into Ye Feng’s shoulder.
A bloody hole appeared in Ye Feng’s shoulder.
And Shangguan Qingyun felt as if his chest was about to be shattered by Ye Feng’s punch; the powerful force of the blow passed right through his body, propelling him hundreds of ters away.
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