Devastating
This wave of attack swept in like a raging storm.
That terrifying pressure could shatter even a mountain.
Hu Qingniu and the others watched in terror and horror.
"My God, that's terrible."
"There must be over a hundred martial spirit masters here. Even if a true martial saint came, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold out."
"Terrifying!"
Hu Qingniu quickly regained his composure and reassured the others.
"Everyone must trust the young master. He even wiped out the Japanese, so these people in front of us can't do anything to him."
Even so, he was still secretly worried for Ye Feng.
You must know, these are the hidden sects of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Their overall strength far surpasses that of martial artists in the secular world.
On the opposite side, Ye Feng, at the center of the frenzied attack, remained motionless as if rooted to the spot, a cold smile curving his lips.
It let out a long howl only when the enemy's attack was almost upon it.
"cut!"
He slashed out with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
In mid-air, a huge streak of sword energy was drawn out.
The sword energy swept across all directions.
Sword shadows appeared from all directions, layer upon layer, dazzling the eyes, and the killing intent swept over like a raging storm.
First, the Demon-Slaying Sword of the Qingyun Sect was torn to shreds by the violent sword energy before it even touched the Xuanyuan Sword, as if it were made of paper.
puff!
puff!
puff!
The Qingyun Sect experts who were arrayed below were instantly torn apart by the violent sword energy, exploding into clouds of blood mist.
Like a paper doll in a storm, it is so fragile that it cannot be broken.
A terrifying sword aura swept in, overwhelming everything.
Yu Canghai's expression immediately changed. The Xuanyuan Sword in his pupils grew larger and larger, making the hairs on his body stand on end, and his face was filled with terror.
"Oh no, quick..."
Before he could even utter the word "run," Ye Feng had already killed him with a single sword strike.
The remaining three Supreme Elders of the Qingyun Sect were shocked and ran away in terror.
But before they could run very far, they were killed by the terrifying sword energy.
Even a peak Martial Soul expert has no chance to struggle or resist.
puff!
puff!
puff!
The remaining Qingyun Sect disciples were all killed.
"Damn it."
Startled, Chen Xuanfeng slammed on the brakes, halting his forward momentum.
The terrifying sword energy coming at him terrified him so much that he grabbed two of his men and threw them back to act as human shields, while he took the opportunity to escape.
Swish—
The sword energy swept across, easily piercing through the two human shields.
Finally, they severed Chen Xuanfeng's legs.
It's as easy as slicing tofu with a knife, requiring absolutely no effort.
"ah……"
Chen Xuanfeng let out a shrill scream.
The pain was so intense that he was rolling around on the ground.
He tried to climb out, but was caught by Hu Qingniu and his men who arrived later.
This was a survivor that Ye Feng deliberately left behind.
He always felt that Chen Xuanfeng's betrayal was not so simple.
There might be something else going on behind the scenes.
Then, the barrage of poison needles that Yang Kang had shot were instantly destroyed by this terrifying sword energy, which swept towards him.
The menacing killing intent made Yang Kang's hair stand on end, and he felt a chill run down his spine.
Originally, he thought that no matter how powerful his junior apprentice was, he couldn't possibly be more powerful than his senior apprentice.
But no one expected Ye Feng to be so monstrous.
So many peak Martial Soul cultivators couldn't stop him.
Killing a peak Martial Soul cultivator is as easy as chopping vegetables or cutting melons.
Yang Kang's defenses crumbled instantly, and he fell to his knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"Stop... Ye Feng, I'm still your senior uncle, please..."
Swish—
Before he could finish speaking, he was instantly killed by that terrifying sword energy.
What's with all this talk of senior and junior masters?
Even if the King of Heaven himself came.
Ye Feng killed them without hesitation.
Subsequently, all the zombies summoned by the Daoist Kongyou were killed by Ye Feng.
It's like tofu dregs, collapsing at the slightest touch.
The soul-summoning banner in Kongyou Daoren's hand was also cut off, falling to the ground like a tattered rag.
Ye Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the other party in mid-air, using the Soul Searching Technique.
He did it unexpectedly, precisely to prevent the opponent from self-destructing and dying.
The higher the level of a martial artist, the more difficult it is to perform the Soul Searching Technique on them.
Soon, the memories in the other person's mind surged in like a tidal wave.
Ye Feng finally found out who had commissioned him to kill him.
This person was actually Shangguan Zhaixing, the deputy temple master of the Dragon Soul Temple.
This guy not only colluded with the Golden Wheel Monk to kidnap three cabinet ministers, but also sent someone to kill him.
This shows that Shangguan Zhaixing must have known her true identity and wanted to eliminate any potential threats to secure her position as the Palace Master.
Ye Feng can't get involved in this matter yet, but I believe the four senior sisters should be able to handle it and quell the storm as soon as possible.
Kongyou Daoist's eyes were filled with terror as he struggled incessantly in Ye Feng's hands, speaking unwillingly.
"Cough cough... Ye Feng... if you dare to kill me... our Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect will not let you get away with this..."
"My senior brother is the direct disciple of the Maoshan Corpse-Driving Sect... cough cough... the future sect leader... I advise you... to release me immediately..."
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