455 Defeated Loser (1/2)

“He ignored my Scarlet Demon Moon Eyes head-on? Has the power of his soul and eye reached a level which can envelop like the ocean?”

Lin Tong’s body froze mid-air and the shock in his eyes spread across his face.

Zhao Feng didn’t even defend himself just then, ignoring Lin Tong’s attack entirely. Simply put, Lin Tong’s eye bloodline skill didn’t even break through Zhao Feng’s mental energy barrier.

Sou Sou----

At the same time, the other two True Mystic Ranks led their forces in charging toward Zhao Feng, who was standing on the mountain top.

According to their plan, Lin Tong would be responsible for restricting Zhao Feng’s eye bloodline and the other two True Mystic Ranks would attack him.

Blade of Wind and Lightning!

Zhao Feng lightly exclaimed as a sparkling blade made of Wind and Lightning condensed in his hand, summoning Heaven Earth Yuan Qi in a weird way.

“Not good, retreat~~~~!”

The Blood Corpse Palace Lord’s expression changed dramatically as he watched from above.

It was obvious that, at his level, he could tell that Zhao Feng’s every action contained a profundity that surpassed the norm.

However, his warning was too late, or perhaps Zhao Feng’s attack was too fast – so fast that his warning was of no use.

Weng~

The blade split in two and suddenly expanded up to seven or eight yards.

At this instant, the piercing wind seemed able to cut into one’s soul.

Shu Shu!!

Before the two True Mystic Rank experts could react, their heads had left their bodies. Blood splattered everywhere.

The entire process only lasted a couple breaths. Lin Tong’s attack only just ended when, immediately following that, Zhao Feng had casually killed the two experts with a simple blow.

Siii!!!

Lin Tong and the elites of the Iron Dragon Alliance who saw this scene all took in a cold breath.

Lin Tong couldn’t help but hiccup.

Not only had Zhao Feng’s eye bloodline reached an incredible height, his battle skills were also terrifying.

The two True Mystic Ranks were both Core Elders that ranked within the top fifteen.

If Lin Tong didn’t use his eye bloodline against them, he would be able to fight to a draw against them at best.

However, these two experts were killed the same way Zhao Feng chopped radish.

“Hehe. Defeated loser, come and die!”

Zhao Feng stood with his hands behind his back as he glanced into the distance.

Lin Tong’s heart shook as if he had fallen into a limitless abyss. Defeat and humiliation enveloped his heart.

“You…!”

Lin Tong gritted his teeth and looked up, ready to fight to the death.

But the instant he looked up, he paused.

The blue-haired figure on the mountain wasn’t even looking at him.

At this moment:

“Don’t get cocky junior. Back then, I was recovering….”

The Blood Corpse Palace Lord’s hateful voice sounded from behind, and both friend and foe alike paused when they heard this.

“What’s… going on?”

Many people paused, and Lin Tong’s hands trembled as shock and awkwardness appeared on top of his humiliation.

Defeated loser.

Zhao Feng’s words were aimed toward the Blood Corpse Palace Lord.

As for Lin Tong, he had been ignored from the beginning.

The opponent Zhao Feng locked onto was the Blood Corpse Palace Lord. It was hard to imagine that this Blood Corpse Palace Lord was someone whom Zhao Feng had defeated before, hence Zhao Feng’s mockery.

“No wonder. Zhao Feng, looks like I underestimated you.”

Old Su hadn’t retreated immediately, staying a certain distance away in case Zhao Feng needed help.

However, he realized that he was overthinking things.

Old Su finally understood what Zhao Feng had meant by “playing.”

The Blood Corpse Palace Lord turned into a streak of bloody purple light and leapt toward Zhao Feng.

Shua!

The Blood Corpse Palace Lord’s speed was like the wind, and many people present couldn’t even see how he moved.

In just a couple blinks of the eye, the Blood Corpse Palace Lord arrived in front of Zhao Feng and released a deep, mountain-like aura that crushed toward Zhao Feng.

“So, this Blood Corpse Palace Lord is the same as Mo Yu from the Black Cliff Palace and cultivates the Corpse Strengthening Technique, but he seems to have merged it with the Dao of Blood.”

Zhao Feng inspected with his left eye.

In terms of strength, the Blood Corpse Palace Lord was about the same as Mo Yu, but the former was obviously more knowledgeable and cunning.

Crack!

The nearly one-hundred-yard tall mountain boomed and split into pieces, dust and smoke spouting into the sky.

The Blood Corpse Palace Lord’s devastating palm split an entire mountain.

Qiu----

A flash of lightning whistled in the sky. The boom of thunder and screech of wind accompanied Zhao Feng as he flew about a one or two-mile radius.

Cries came from near the dark-red ship.

Every time “thunder boomed and winds screeched,” blood would splatter with the death of one or two lives.

“Little bastard, come here and give me your life~~~!”