Zhao Yifeng broke through Qin Feng and Ao Ling's moves, but his face showed no joy; instead, his brows furrowed slightly.
He did manage to deflect their attacks, but his own offensive also slowed down.
His domineering "sky-piercing strike" momentum was largely disintegrated, and he also discovered a problem that worried him.
The girl had actually comprehended the Dao of Space and possessed the means to manipulate space, an ability that made countless cultivators in the Chaos God Realm drool with envy.
Even in the vast and boundless Chaos God Realm, those who can comprehend the Dao of Space are still few and far between.
Zhao Yifeng stopped his chaotic thoughts and continued to charge at Qin Feng with the Sky-Piercing Spear.
Qin Feng dodged the frontal attack with a flash, and moved to Zhao Yifeng's left side, throwing a punch.
At the same time, Ao Ling arrived at Zhao Yifeng's right side and threw a punch as well.
Zhao Yifeng's spear missed its mark, and he immediately faced a pincer attack. He swept his Sky-Piercing Spear, creating a half-moon shape.
Qin Feng and Ao Ling simultaneously dodged aside, choosing not to confront Zhao Yifeng head-on.
Zhao Yifeng was very annoyed as his attacks repeatedly missed. He taunted, "These two are just as slippery as you."
"Hmph, weren't you all so capable? Why are you hiding now?"
Qin Feng and Ao Ling exchanged a smile and ignored him.
"rise."
At this moment, Leng Yuexi's cold voice rang out.
As Zhao Yifeng saw the array of lights rising, the scene became solemn and tense.
Swish, swish, swish.
Three hundred and sixty icy divine swords formed from chaotic energy surrounded the three of them, along with Zhao Yifeng.
The Frost Divine Sword hovered in front of Leng Yuexi. As the great formation operated, the sword's aura became increasingly fierce and intimidating.
Zhao Yifeng frowned as he watched this scene; his intuition told him that something was wrong.
He still remembered that sword vividly; the spear he used when he transformed had left a deep sword mark on it.
The sword is now gathering its power, poised to strike; we can't let it continue like this.
Zhao Yifeng set his sights on Leng Yuexi, who was controlling the array, thinking that as long as he killed her, everything would be fine.
He walked towards Leng Yuexi.
Qin Feng realized his intentions and was not about to let him have his way. Qin Feng pointed out with one finger.
Swoosh.
A dazzling sword beam shot towards Zhao Yifeng.
Zhao Yifeng snorted disdainfully, intending to shatter the sword light as he had done before.
when.
However, when the Sky-Piercing Spear made contact, he realized he was wrong. This sword energy was different from the previous ones, and it took him a lot of effort to catch it.
He had to take such sword energy seriously; a moment of carelessness could actually injure him.
But if that's the case, he can't even get close to Leng Yuexi, let alone deal with her, which makes him start to feel irritable.
But his hard times were not over yet. A dragon's roar rang out, and Ao Ling arrived.
Zhao Yifeng's face was grim as he swept his Sky-Piercing Spear across the room.
This time, Ao Ling did not dodge and took the hit head-on.
Ding ding.
The gleaming spear swept across Ao Ling's scales, sparking a shower of sparks and leaving a shallow scratch.
Ao Ling gathered her energy, and a halo appeared on her fist.
After the halo disappeared, the scales returned to normal.
Zhao Yifeng's lips twitched when he saw this scene; his Sky-Piercing Spear was a divine weapon.
Swoosh.
Another dazzling sword beam struck Zhao Yifeng.
Zhao Yifeng dared not be careless and swung his spear to destroy the sword light.
"The power of frost can slay gods and destroy immortals."
Leng Yuexi's cold voice rang out.
The Frost Sword had finished charging and began to shine with its own brilliance.
Chant.
A sword cry resounded through the heavens, and the divine sword emerged with a cold light, appearing extremely sharp and chilling to the bone.
The Frost Divine Sword, enhanced by the Zhou Tian Annihilation Sword Formation, possesses an unparalleled aura.
It is the supreme king among swords, looking down upon the world.
Swoosh.
The Frost Divine Sword transformed into a cold streak of light and hurtled towards Zhao Yifeng, leaving behind a long trail of white mist in its wake.
Zhao Yifeng felt a chill run down his spine as he sensed this extremely fierce killing intent.
His expression was more serious than ever before, his eyes glowed with a blood-red light, his gaze both resolute and mad.
"My way is the way of the gun, one gun to hold up the sky."
At this moment, Zhao Yifeng fully mobilized the power of the Great Dao, merging the heavens and earth into one. His entire body exuded a terrifying aura, with towering waves of energy and his white beard and hair dancing wildly.
He was like a war god, and also like a madman.
Swoosh.
The Frost Sword has already arrived, almost within reach.
Zhao Yifeng thrust out his spear with all his might.
“Spatial confinement.” Ao Ling’s voice rang out appropriately.
Zhao Yifeng felt a sudden weight on his body and was startled.
He roared, and in that instant, his spear, like a world-destroying divine weapon, broke through the spatial confinement and regained his freedom.
The Imperial Dao Realm is indeed the Imperial Dao Realm, and there is a significant gap between its strength and that of the Condensed Dao Realm.
Ao Ling can easily imprison a Dao Condensation Realm cultivator, but when faced with Zhao Tianyu's desperate and ruthless attack, the imprisonment only lasts for a brief moment.
However, even a brief moment in a duel between masters can have a huge impact.
Zhao Yifeng had originally planned to use "One Spear to the Sky" to directly confront the Frost Divine Sword, but a momentary delay caused him to miss the best opportunity.
Now he has no choice but to bite the bullet and fight back.
Clang.
The tip of the gun made a crisp metallic clang as it touched the tough surface.
Zhao Yifeng sensed something was wrong. This sword strike was too fierce and domineering, and the chilling aura that froze everything made him very uncomfortable.
Click.
Zhao Yifeng felt a chill run down his spine as his hand suddenly lightened.
The spearhead and shaft of the Sky-Piercing Spear broke apart, and the spearhead flew off.
Zhao Yifeng frantically mobilized his divine power to protect himself, watching as the Frost Divine Sword rapidly enlarged in his pupils.
He tried his best to avoid vital points, watching as the sword broke through his protective aura and pierced directly into his body.
Sizzle.
The Frost Sword pierced through Zhao Yifeng's left chest.
Zhao Yifeng felt no joy at surviving a disaster; on the contrary, he felt he was doomed.
After the Frost Sword pierced his chest, it left behind a chilling aura that could freeze everything within him.
Zhao Yifeng felt ice-cold all over his body, as if he were made of ice. What made him even more desperate was that he could hardly move.
Given his current state, Qin Feng and his two companions would not let him go.
At this moment, Zhao Yifeng deeply regretted returning in his true form, and also resented Zhao Tianyu for provoking such a formidable enemy.
Swoosh.
The Frost Sword returned, this time aiming directly at Zhao Yifeng's brow, piercing right through him.
Zhao Yifeng, the patriarch of the Zhao family, a Grand Celestial Venerable of the Imperial Dao Realm, has perished.
The Zhao family, which had dominated the desolate world for countless years, was destroyed.
Qin Feng, Leng Yuexi, and Ao Ling cleaned up the scene and planned to cultivate there for a while.
With the support of the powerful Zhao family, their cultivation will surely improve rapidly.
Three days later, a message was received from Shadowmoon Pavilion.
The Desolate God Sect no longer exists, and they have amassed a considerable amount of spoils.
Nangong Chen was going to present these things to Qin Feng.
Qin Feng did not refuse and told Nangong Chen to come directly to the Zhao family to find him.
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