The young man's Yuan Technique was clearly far superior to his own, and he couldn't even withstand a single move. What terrifying power that must be!
"Die." Gu Yifeng glanced coldly at the man, then unleashed a devastating strike from afar. A terrifying killing intent surged into the man's body, causing his soul to tremble violently before collapsing and instantly perishing.
"Hiss..." The crowd gasped in unison, a look of horror flashing in their eyes. They hadn't expected the young man to be so ruthless and decisive in killing, killing one person directly.
Feng Yuan's face was ashen. The three of them, working together, were unable to defeat their opponent and even lost one of their men. This was a disgrace.
This won't do. This guy's defense is practically invincible. Even ordinary early-stage fourth-level Yuanhuang cultivators can't break through it. Unless someone intervenes, he has no reason to worry about his safety.
"Let's attack together," Feng Yuan said through gritted teeth. Then, three terrifying palm prints blasted towards Gu Yifeng, causing the void to tremble violently as if it were about to collapse.
Seeing the approaching palm print, Gu Yifeng stepped forward, wildly swinging his fists. Each punch unleashed immense power, producing continuous rumbling sounds. Terrifying cracks appeared in the void, as if the air was about to be torn apart.
As Gu Yifeng fought, he retreated, using his speed to dodge the three men's attacks. He occasionally retaliated, but the damage he caused them was negligible.
"A great opportunity!" Feng Yuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately controlled the spatial storm to sweep out. The spatial storm enveloped Gu Yifeng and trapped his figure. A look of joy appeared on Feng Yuan's face.
Once the spatial storm binds the opponent, the remaining two can unleash a combined attack spell to kill them, since the combined power of the three of them is enough to deal with a peak second-level Yuanhuang expert.
Gu Yifeng looked at Feng Yuan and saw the joy on his face. A sarcastic smile appeared on his lips. He thought that Feng Yuan could deal with him with such a small trick. It was wishful thinking.
"Check in at the Extreme Wind Tower!"
"Congratulations, host, you have successfully checked in. The Xuanjin Sword has been issued."
He took a sudden step forward, his body hovering in the void. A golden sword spun and danced in his palm, and an extremely sharp sword aura emanated from his body, fierce and ruthless, as if it wanted to destroy everything.
"Swoosh!" Gu Yifeng's eyes snapped open, and a dazzling purple-gold lightning bolt shot out. A golden sword flew from his fingertips, seemingly piercing through heaven and earth, and instantly descended in front of Feng Yuan. The sword's power made Feng Yuan's pores open and his whole body stiffen.
"Bang!" A loud booming sound rang out as the golden sword pierced Feng Yuan's chest. Feng Yuan's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he staggered backward.
"Your opponent is me." Another clear, cold voice rang out. Luo Qingqiu, wielding the Silver Moon Scimitar, swept forward. Her arm trembled slightly, and strange runes suddenly bloomed on the silver scimitar. A dazzling light shone forth, and the Silver Moon Scimitar suddenly grew larger, as if transforming into a hundred-foot-long giant blade, slashing towards Gu Yifeng's head.
Gu Yifeng remained indifferent as he soared into the air. He extended his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, and streaks of dazzling lightning condensed, swirling around his hand like electric dragons. At the same time, an ancient divine bird pattern faintly appeared on his palm. The phoenix spread its wings and soared upwards, heading straight for the silver scimitar.
The silver scimitar collided with the thunder dragon, unleashing terrifying power. The two Yuan weapons canceled each other out in the void, producing a clanging sound. However, in just a moment, the silver scimitar could not withstand the force and was shattered by a domineering thunderous power. Gu Yifeng seized the opportunity to rush into the lightning, his figure directly passing through the silver moon scimitar and killing his way to Feng Yuan.
"No..." Feng Yuan screamed, but it was too late. Gu Yifeng's slap had already landed on his face, almost shattering half of his head, his brains spilling out, and his body separated from his head!
"Pfft, pfft..." Several sounds rang out in succession, and several more corpses fell into pools of blood. They had all been killed, and the scene was too gruesome to bear.
Everyone held their breath, their hearts pounding, their eyes filled with terror. This young man's strength was so formidable that even the combined efforts of three sixth-level Yuanhuang cultivators were utterly helpless against him.
"Is he really a newly promoted Yuanhuang Realm cultivator?" This question popped into everyone's minds, their hearts trembling wildly.
They finally understood why this young man could fight beyond his level; it turned out he relied on his powerful cultivation. They suddenly realized that this young man was even more terrifying than they had imagined.
Luo Yunchuan and Feng Yang looked at Gu Yifeng. At this moment, he was like a demon king, with a sacred Buddhist light on his body. His figure was extremely tall and he exuded an aura of dominance over the world. Wherever such a man stood, he naturally exuded a unique charm that made it difficult for people to look away.
This is the arrogance of ruling the world.
They suddenly realized that they and Gu Yifeng were not the same kind of people at all.
"I'll give you a chance to live. Submit to me, and I'll spare your lives." Gu Yifeng glanced indifferently at the three young masters of the Luo family. Although his tone was calm, it contained an undeniable air of authority.
Upon hearing this, the three Luo brothers' faces turned ferocious, their hearts filled with humiliation. This bastard actually wanted to take them as servants; it was simply unforgivable!
"Today, you must die!" Luo Qingqiu stared at Gu Yifeng with her beautiful eyes, her voice filled with coldness. She was a direct descendant of the Luo family and a proud and arrogant person. She was the one who insulted others, how could she be insulted by others?
A cold smile flashed across Gu Yifeng's eyes as he said, "Since you're courting death, I'll send you to the Yellow Springs to reunite!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and in an instant, a terrifying storm roared out, raging across the heavens and earth, turning into endless hurricanes, stirring up dust that engulfed everything, as if covering the sky with a layer of gray mist.
"Let's go." Feng Yuan shouted, and the three of them quickly retreated. However, the spatial gate to that area was not closed and remained open.
"Boom, boom, boom!" A series of thunderous explosions rang out. Feng Yuan and the other two looked up, their faces as pale as paper, their eyes filled with despair. They saw that the space in that area was twisting wildly, as if it could not withstand such terrifying power and was about to collapse at any moment.
At this moment, in the center of that distorted space, a straight figure in black stood there, like a peerless swordsman, his sharpness fully revealed, releasing unparalleled sword intent, stirring up the wind and clouds, as if transforming into a cage, imprisoning the three people in this space, with nowhere to escape.
"How is that possible? How did he break through our attack?" Feng Yuan said dejectedly, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost all will to live.
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