The sword energy slashed like thunder, cutting in all directions.
Unstoppable and sweeping across the eight directions.
Ye Feng, sword in hand, charged left and right as if he were in an empty field, and roared repeatedly as he got into the heat of battle.
He became one with the Xuanyuan Sword, transforming into a sword's light and shadow, moving swiftly like lightning, his aura soaring high, sweeping across the land like a dragon from the earth.
Wherever it goes, it is unmatched.
Corpses flew everywhere, blood flowed like a river, and severed heads were scattered all over the place like rolling gourds.
The two remaining Thunder Witch experts, suspended in mid-air, simultaneously unleashed a bolt of lightning at Ye Feng, which transformed into a thunder blade and slashed fiercely at him.
"court death!"
puff!
Ye Feng's spiritual energy transformed into a giant millstone hand, filling the entire sky like a great mountain.
The two were slammed to their deaths from the sky like flies, and along with the crowd below, they were turned into mincemeat.
A huge palm print crater was left on the ground.
Beside her, Lan Yu leaped into the air, her wide, deep blue Hanfu fluttering like a butterfly flitting among flowers.
Her physical body was extremely strong, almost immortal. Two martial saints joined forces to suppress her, and even though they were sweating profusely, they couldn't even scratch her.
In the end, Lan Yu was full of fighting spirit.
The eyes of the two martial saints were filled with exhaustion and despair.
Both of them were deceived by the girl's delicate and frail appearance.
They thought he was an easy target, someone they could manipulate at will.
After a brief exchange, I suddenly realized...
This is a monstrous creature who pretends to be weak but actually possesses great power; his physical body is even more abnormal than that of an iron-clad Arhat.
He punched her, and his hand ached terribly.
Lan Yu winked at Ye Feng and pointed to the Earth Dragon Flame Fruit on the cliff.
That means he should hurry up and pick the fruit.
They'll hold the fort here for now.
Then, she waved her delicate little fists and charged towards the two martial saints.
The loose, dark blue Hanfu fluttered in the wind, revealing glimpses of her slender and graceful figure, her curves exquisite.
Both martial saints were on the verge of tears and turned to run away.
If you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least avoid them?
Thus, a dramatic scene unfolded within the spirit mine: a martial spirit chasing two martial saints across the entire mountainside.
It's important to know that a Martial Soul is a whole realm lower than a Martial Saint.
This is truly unbearable...
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