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Chi, his blade drew a sharp arc, forcing the three elders who had not yet gotten their hands on away. Canfeng then casually slapped the beautiful woman, who was originally struggling to recover from her injuries with all her might, with his palm.
Pu, the beautiful woman spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Canfeng in despair.
”Bastard, you dare to cripple my cultivation? Ah! Even as a ghost, I won't let you off!” At this moment, the Authentic Qi in her body was frantically flowing away. An unprecedented feeling of weakness filled her heart with despair.
”Who exactly are you? Don't you know that we are elders of the Four Major Sects?”
Patriarch Seven of the Flowing Mist Pavilion shouted. His eyes were full of demonstrations. He was really afraid that this middle-aged man in black could injure Elder Zhen of the Magnificent Brocade City in one move. He couldn't even see how Elder Zhen had made his move.
Spirit Refinement cultivators already had powerful healing abilities. As long as they weren't killed at the first moment, there was still hope for them to slowly recover. However, this was all built on the condition that they hadn't completely lost their cultivation.
In one move, Canfeng crippled Elder Zhen's cultivation and completely severed her escape route. Her heart had already been shattered by the previous attack, and she was still alive purely because of the fact that she was once a grand cultivator who cultivated to the Void, and the fact that her life force was tyrannical.
Unfortunately, without the support of his cultivation, no matter how vigorous his life force was, it would eventually run out. At that time, Elder Zhen would die.
”The four great sects?” Canfeng coldly snorted, ”Are the Four Major Sects able to casually provoke my family's Young Master?”
His body flickered again as he disappeared from between heaven and earth. His cultivation had reached the point where he could tear open space and undergo a short period of spatial travel, so with Canfeng's strength and his unfathomable innate talent, ripping open space wasn't difficult at all.
The three elders looked at each other with serious expressions in their eyes. This man in black who had suddenly appeared was far more powerful than the usual Spirit Refinement cultivators like them.
Even they could not easily tear open space like this, nor did they dare to so easily step into the Dao of Void. Spirit Refinement was still not complete, and although their strength was incomparable, in essence, they were still cultivators. The strength of their bodies was extremely difficult for them to withstand the tearing power of space that was everywhere in the void.
However, Canfeng was still able to do it so easily, so much that when he appeared from the sky for the first time, and one slash was enough to injure Clan Elder Zhen, they did not even have time to react.
An expert like Canfeng was already a taboo existence to begin with, especially when he was an expert in assassination. As an assassin, who was only at the early stage of Soul Refining, many powers would not dare to offend him.
Such an expert, even if he were to go berserk, he would come and go without a trace. However, this was everyone's nightmare. Ripples appeared in the air in front of the middle-aged cultivator from the Broken Cloud Sect.
Bang, the spatial ripple was directly shattered by him. However, his expression became incomparably ugly, Canfeng had not launched a sneak attack on him as he had expected, he had simply been played for a fool.
However, before he could feel upset, a flower of blood instantly exploded in the chest of the Flowing Mist Pavilion's Seventh Elder who had been the first to take action to trap Hong Ling and Hong Ling. He lowered his head, and looked at the blade light that flashed past his chest in disbelief, his eyes filled with anger.
Canfeng had only used a casual blow to heavily injure his heart, causing the blood aura in his body to become in complete disarray. This made him feel stifled and terrified.
Even if it was an elder in the same sect who was stronger than him, it would still be impossible to break through the barrier that he had created with his Authentic Qi so easily.
When he thought of Elder Zhen, who was lying limply on the ground, he was filled with fear. He no longer wanted to stay here; once his cultivation base was destroyed, then even if he could survive, the people he had offended in the past would not let him go.
Canfeng's figure slowly appeared in front of him, causing him to be stunned. Didn't this fellow intend to hide? When he thought to this point, he looked at the other two elders, and threw him an inquiring look.
Instantly, the three of them reached an agreement, and with a weng sound, all of their energies merged together, completely sealing off the space in front of them, and completely blocking all of Canfeng's escape routes.
”Hahaha, in the end, you are still a young man who has just advanced to the Spirit Refinement stage, and your understanding of the realm of the Spirit Refinement stage is still pitifully low. Young one, right now this void has already been sealed by us.
”An assassin without the ability to teleport is just a pitiful worm weaker than ordinary cultivators. Hahaha, obediently accept your death!”
Patriarch Seven laughed crazily without restraint. He had the ability to do so. If a Spirit Refinement Cultivator who could not break through the void could face three cultivators of the same stage, he could only die.
”Is that so?” The corner of Canfeng's mouth rose, revealing a disdainful smile, ”Then what about it?”
His figure flashed, and before the three of them could regain their wits, a black blade light flashed. Patriarch Seven's two arms had already been cut off from his shoulders. His left hand gripped Patriarch Seven's neck, and the dagger in his right hand flashed as he fiercely stabbed into his dantian.
Puchi. When the dagger met blood, it directly crushed Patriarch Seven's dantian. A stream of pure Authentic Qi flowed into the void without end. That Patriarch Seven's face instantly turned ashen, and his face was filled with despair.
Kacha, his neck was twisted by Canfeng, and with a trickle of blood, he was flung to the ground.
Ignoring the seven long dragons that were no longer able to speak, old Canfeng knew that the once great cultivator of the Refinement Realm, the Seventh Elder, would not die so easily. He turned his gaze towards the old lady and the middle-aged cultivator, and a sneer appeared on his face.
”Now, it's your turn!”