Chapter 339 - Man Down (2/2)
Wisps of wind-like sword shadows swept towards the yellow-robed man. This was the strongest move of the Fifteen Golden Wind Swords that he could execute-Bone-Locking Stance.
With my Black Sand Fiend Body, this Bone-Locking Stance has the strength of an ordinary Regis Godfiend. Even if it can block it, its speed will be affected. Xue Feng pondered the battle situation. Following that, he saw the yellow-robed man fly down at high speeds.
With a bang, the yellow-robed man’s protective domain—which covered hundreds of feet-destroyed the Bone-Locking Stance’s sword shadows. He instantly rushed in front of Xue Feng.
Xue Feng saw everything clearly. The other party didn’t rely on his body! Instead, his protective domain, which spanned hundreds of feet, had destroyed the Bone-Locking Stance. If he were to attack directly, how much strength would be behind his attacks?
Boom!
Xue Feng shuddered as he activated his bracelet without any hesitation. This was a defensive treasure bestowed by Archean Mountain.
A cyan beam enveloped Xue Feng, causing his speed to increase exponentially.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
He and the yellow-robed man burrowed into the ground one after another. Underground reconnaissance was a recognized problem in the world. As long as one was half a kilometer away from each other, an enemy typically couldn’t sense them. As for on the surface? One could see the other party even from 50 kilometers away.
What? Lu Cheng and Yan Jin clearly saw the scene from different spots in Windflow City.
The yellow-robed man swooped down at high speed! Xue Feng’s strike was useless. It didn’t slow the yellow-robed man down. In the end, Xue Feng released a terrifying force and fled underground
It’s too fast. It’s much faster than ordinary Regis Godfiends. Lu Cheng and Yan Jin were alarmed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A violent force erupted underground.
He didn’t manage to escape. They are fighting underground. Lu Cheng and Yan Jin looked underground and could clearly sense the terrifying fluctuations emanating.
The ripples of battle rapidly moved. In just a few seconds, they traversed more than ten kilometers underground.
In just fifteen seconds —
Clang! Several kilometers outside the city, a cyan beam of light shot out from the ground. A yellow beam of light followed closely behind as the figure inside the yellow beam slashed out.
The saber beam carried an endless silence as the saber beam transformed into a surging river that swept towards the cyan beam.
Cough! Cough! Cough! The cyan light dissipated. Xue Feng’s face was as white as a sheet. “Archean Mountain really thinks highly of you. They gave you such a protective treasure that could resist seven consecutive strikes from me.” After the yellow-robed man landed, he was about to slash out again when he suddenly frowned and looked into the distance. A Godfiend aura erupted from 50 kilometers away, revealing a lightning-clad figure; it was a young man. “Marquis Eastcalm, Meng Chuan? You deliberately flared your aura to lure me away?” The yellow-robed man didn’t hesitate to slash out with his saber.
Meng Chuan had originally been carrying out underground reconnaissance, but he suddenly sensed a powerful aura. It was because the battle between Patriarch Yellow Oscillate and Xue Feng—who had activated his life-preservation treasure—had caused too great a commotion. It was a clash that reached the threshold of the Creation realm.
He rapidly approached the battlefield. When he arrived 50 kilometers away, he saw Patriarch Yellow Oscillate heavily injure Xue Feng with a single strike. Xue Feng had collapsed to the ground.
What a terrifying strike. It feels even more terrifying than King Calm Sea. I’m not its match. Meng Chuan’s heart burned with anxiety. He had no other choice but to unleash his Godfiend aura to attract the demon’s attention. He hoped to stall for time.
The yellow-robed patriarch indeed glanced at Meng Chuan, but he still swung his saber at Xue Feng. The saber beam surged over like the river of the underworld.
Even though he was 50 kilometers away, Meng Chuan’s heart palpitated from the aura of death.
As for Xue Feng—who had used up all his defensive treasures-he was struck by the aura of death at close range. His body and Essence Soul trembled, unable to resist. So many fellow disciples have died in battle. Now, it’s my turn? This thought surfaced in Xue Feng’s mind.
Under the surging saber beams, Xue Feng’s body was reduced to dust as he dissipated into the churning saber beam river.
Meng Chuan stared blankly at this scene. After watching so many Godfiends die in battle, his heart had become numb to such things. However, as he watched Xue Feng die, he still felt endless grief fill his chest.