Chapter 756 Wind Demon Bandits (2/2)

Boom!

The sword and fist collided. Xu Feng’s fist was like iron, and there were sparks sputtering out.

Violent shock waves raged out.

Zhao Yue, Mu Chao and the others who were close by were all blasted back. Although they were also experts of the intermediate Divine Dwelling stage, they were evidently much weaker than Yi Qiushui.

Clang!

Yi Qiushui’s hand that held the sword trembled violently, and blood trickled down her fingers, but she just clenched her teeth. The sword light whistled, transforming into countless sword shadows that aimed for Xu Feng’s vitals.

“Haha!” Xu Feng burst into laughter. His tough body grew several times, and the surface of his skin glowed with a metallic black sheen. It was evident that he had cultivated bodily strength before.

He withstood the sword light with his tough body, and the blades only left shallow scars. His iron fist rumbled and blasted toward Yi Qiushui.

Under his huge fist, Yi Qiushui’s delicate body looked particularly fragile.

The two had fought dozens of rounds at lightning speed. They were just a blur in the eyes of others.

Grinning, Xu Feng remarked during the battle, “An eight heavens Divine Dwelling is indeed powerful. I’m surprised you could withstand so long with just the strength of the intermediate Divine Dwelling stage.”

Normally speaking, an advanced Divine Dwelling stage expert could suppress an intermediate Divine Dwelling stage expert with Genesis Qi alone, but from the looks of it, Yi Qiushui had actually withstood his attacks.

Although this might only be temporary, it was enough to ill.u.s.trate the advantages of having eight Divine Dwellings.

Xu Feng howled with laughter, and his eyes became increasingly ferocious. He stamped his feet and shot out. He didn’t care about the sword light that was whizzing over, and he slammed a punch toward Yi Qiushui’s chest.

Genesis Qi raged around his fist.

Yi Qiushui had also sensed the ferocity of Xu Feng’s punch, but it was already too late to evade. Her beautiful eyes flashed, and the sword light pointed directly at Xu Feng’s throat.

She seemed like she was desperate.

However, in the face of Yi Qishui’s sharp and powerful sword light, Xu Feng simply grinned. He lifted his arm, allowing the sword light to pierce his skin. The sword tip stabbed through, but his muscles then clamped it tight.

“Yi Qiushui, you weren’t even born when I started to lick the blood left on swords. You think you can win against me?”

Xu Feng gave a sinister smile, and then his violent punch ruthlessly aimed for Yi Qiushui’s chest under numerous horrified gazes.

“Miss!” Zhao Yue cried out in a sharp voice as her face went utterly pale.

The violent fist sped over. Yi Qiushui struggled to free her sword and could only helplessly watch the iron fist approach. The gust of wind created by the violent first made her clothes tightly wrap her body, revealing her charming curves.

Yi Qiushui could only let out a quiet sigh. She knew she was going to lose her life here.

I hope Dong’er can escape, she thought in her mind.

She coldly stared at the iron fist. She didn’t reveal the slightest fear of death in her eyes but instead hissed, “When I’m dead, no matter where you flee, you will be buried with me.”

“Hey, what more can I ask for than to be able to accompany a great beauty like you.” Xu Feng was completely indifferent. Evidently, he was a ruthless person.

But the gust from his fist was even more ferocious.

If his fist struck, he would most likely punch through Yi Qiushui’s entire chest.

Boom!

Just when Xu Feng’s violent punch was only an inch away from Yi Qiushui’s chest, a slender palm came out like a ghost, tightly grasping the iron fist that contained Xu Feng’s full strength.

Bang!

A loud explosion sounded.

The ground constantly cracked.

Both Yi Qiushui’s and Xu Feng’s expressions changed. They stared in shock at the fair palm that had appeared in front of them.

Yi Qiushui slowly turned around to see that a young figure had unknowingly appeared beside her. Under the dim light, she could see a young and handsome face.

It wasn’t unfamiliar.

It was...Zhou Yuan.

Facing this kind of situation, even Yi Qiushui, who had always been calm and composed, was a little confused.

But Zhou Yuan turned his head around and smiled at her.

“Miss Yi, you can’t die here. Otherwise, you will ruin my reputation...”