C51 (1/2)
Thirty-one people, thirty-one swords, besieging one Chi Feng. The sword light was dazzling, and the sword Qi filled the entire house. Ye Wen Han slowly retreated until he reached the door.
The eight of them soared up as they slashed horizontally with their swords. Eight sword glows intersected, enveloping the entire area. The eight of them held their swords tightly behind the sword glows. Eight more people attacked from the left, all eight swords attacked at the same time, their swords were like lightning, piercing into Chi Feng's eight places. The other eight people behind Chi Feng used their swords to move slowly, but steadily forward, completely sealing all of Chi Feng's escape routes. The remaining seven people of Yun Xi's group stood in front of Chi Feng. Four people stood on the ground and two people leaped up onto the shoulders of the four people. Yun Xi Zi flew to the top and stepped on the two people's shoulders. Pointing the sword tip, the seven sword lights intersected with the sword aura and finally merged into a bowl-thick beam of light, rushing towards Chi Feng as if it had the power to split open a mountain.
Ye Mo Han stood in the distance, shocked. The experts of the Wudang Sect indeed lived up to their reputation. If it was them who were to be besieged, they would have no chance of surviving. They would be crushed to smithereens by this inescapable net of attacks.
Chi Feng was completely oblivious to the surrounding situation. Under normal circumstances, only two people would be able to accomplish such a feat. The first was that he was confident in his victory or defeat and knew that the opposite party could not hurt him. The second was that he knew that he was doomed to die and had a calm expression on his face before he died.
Chi Feng obviously belonged to the former type. Chi Feng raised his left hand, and the eight swords on his left stopped a foot away from him. At this moment, the criss-crossing sword light was less than half a foot above Chi Feng's head. Chi Feng raised his left hand, and all eight swords changed directions at the same time, flying upwards quickly. When Ye Chanhan saw them again, the eight swords had already pierced into the bodies of the eight people attacking from above. Chi Feng continued to walk to the left, both of his palms were wrapped in a strange crimson flame. Ye Mo knew that it must be Chi Feng's self-created 'Flame Palm'.
The eight people on the left threw away their long swords and raised their palms. The power of these eight people were all at least at the top of the First Rated Warriors. But when he met Chi Feng, he was unable to withstand a single blow. Chi Feng turned his body to the left with extremely fast steps. He exchanged a palm strike with each of the eight people. The air was instantly filled with scorched air, wailing in all directions. The arms of the eight people that were facing Chi Feng were a fiery red color, almost transparent. The eight of them fell to the ground, unable to rise again.
Seeing that the situation was not looking good, Yun Xi pointed her long sword to her right, and the light beam that was as thick as a bowl swept towards Chi Feng. The eight Daoists behind Chi Feng were slow in their moves, and each of their strikes were perfectly coordinated. Under the pincer attack from the front and back, Chi Feng didn't change his moves and let the beam of light pierce into his body. Scarlet Peak's hair was fluttering in the wind, his brows were slanted inwards, just like a god. Ye Wen's expression was extremely cold. Could it be that Chi Feng had died just like that?
Just as the eight swords of the eight Daoists were about to pierce into Chi Feng's back, a red light suddenly flashed and a fiery red beam of light appeared from Chi Feng's back. The eight players behind him didn't expect that something unexpected would happen just as they were about to succeed. Each of them couldn't dodge in time. The eight people felt as if their chests were struck by a hammer. Their long swords fell out of their hands and they spat out blood. They were knocked dozens of feet away before falling to the ground.
It turned out that Chi Feng had held his breath when he saw the light pillar following him. He had actually absorbed the light pillar into his body with his own inner force. After waiting for the eight people behind him to get their hands on it, he used inner force to force the pillar of light out, and then the scene from before appeared. This technique seemed simple, but it was abnormally dangerous. If Chi Feng's inner force was not profound enough and forcefully absorbed the combined power of the seven into his body, his internal organs would definitely be damaged, not to mention using inner force to force him out. Seeing that Chi Feng was being slaughtered, Yun Xi and the other seven people jumped up and displayed their secret techniques.
Within the courtyard, light and shadows danced chaotically.
Out of the thirty-two Martial Saints, twenty-five died in no time at all. Yun Xi and the rest were shocked, who had ever seen such a terrifying person like Chi Feng? His cultivation was deep, and his methods were vicious beyond compare.
Chi Feng did not seem to care about Yun Xi and the others' attacks. He welcomed them with large strides, the flames in his palms burning brightly. Chi Feng struck out with his palm towards the seven people. The sword light slanted and the sword energy converged. The seven people's formation was actually broken with one palm strike. Six more palm strikes appeared in the air, and six streaks of flame floated towards the six people beside Yun Xi.
The movement of the six palms in the air was very slow. Two of them stretched out their palms to meet each other. Indeed, just like the few people from before, their entire arms had been burnt to a fiery red. Seeing this, the other four people all dodged to the side. Chi Feng sneered. His body suddenly swayed, and in the blink of an eye, he was back to his original position. The other four people had already died where they were. It turned out that Chi Feng's body swayed for a split-second, and actually struck each of the four people in the chest. The four of them stood in four different positions, even the closest one was three Zhang away, but Chi Feng was able to kill all four of them in one fell swoop. Ye Mo Han became more and more shocked as he couldn't see that Chi Feng had made a move. He had initially thought that he was very good at lightness skills, but after seeing Chi Feng kill four people, he couldn't help but sigh. He was like a frog at the bottom of a well.
In this battle, Chi Feng fought several dozen people by himself, but it was effortless. With just a wave of his hand, he had killed or wounded any expert of the Wudang Sect.
Yun Xi let out a long sigh and said, ”You're not as skilled as others, but you can die with no regrets.”
”You brought this upon yourselves. I was not in the mood to leave the Jianghu, but you actually forbid me to meet my big brother's grandson.” ”” Chi Feng said with disdain. ” I won't kill you. Go back to Wu Dang and tell Sun Muxia that the grudge between us will come to an end. ”In the future, I will re-emerge and warn him and Wuyu to not meddle in other people's business.”
With a solemn expression, Yun Xi raised her sword and killed all of her injured comrades. Ye Mo Han understood what he was doing. Those people who were injured by Chi Feng could only live to the end of their lives and were completely disabled. They could not recover and practice martial arts again. For a top grade martial arts practitioner, if he could not use martial arts as a cripple, he might as well die a hundred times.