C95 Heh, woman (1/2)

Killing people in the tribe was a taboo, and would definitely receive a terrifying punishment. However, once Master Fengyue used his wind and moon fan, let alone the cultivators of lustrous Realm, even the more terrifying cultivators found it hard to keep him here.

Although Master Fengyue's cultivation could not be considered strong, he was still comparable to the high-level Dao entry level. Once he sprayed his blood on the wind and moon fan, it would not be a problem to activate some of its powers, let alone the wind and moon fan.

With just this bit of power, Master Fengyue possessed a heaven-defying escaping ability and battle power. Although the power was short-lived, it was enough.

With this bit of power, unless it was a cultivator that surpassed the lustrous Realm, no one could stop him. However, the lustrous Realm was already a pillar of existence in any world. Cultivators who surpassed this realm rarely appeared in the world. This kind of frightening cultivator, what they pursued was no longer ordinary things, but longevity.

Swish!

When Ye Tian's illusionary black sword was just a few inches away from Master Fengyue, a folding fan that seemed to contain a primal chaos suddenly appeared in Master Fengyue's hand. The moment this folding fan appeared, the sword beam of the illusionary black sword could no longer be suppressed any further.

”It seems like you don't plan on living in harmony with me. Today, you're dead for sure!” Master Fengyue threw caution to the wind and suddenly smacked his chest, spitting out a large mouthful of heart blood. The wind and moon fan was immediately dyed red, and a blood red haze appeared.

Weng! *

The wind and moon fan suddenly shook, and an incomparably terrifying force burst out from within.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

The illusory black sword beam instantly shattered and turned into ashes in an instant.

Sssii! *

A big black hole appeared where the wind and moon fan was fanning out, the astral wind inside the black hole was fanned out, an unimaginably powerful force emitted out from the astral wind, like a heavenly blade, it swept towards Ye Tian.

”Die!” Master Fengyue was in a state of madness. He could feel that the spirit energy in his body, even his blood, was being absorbed by the wind and moon fan, and even though it had erupted with an incomparably terrifying power, his body was weakening at an unimaginably fast speed. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

After fanning one out, Master Fengyue did not have the time to see the result. Under the cover of the wind and moon fan's chaotic light, he completely disappeared into nothingness.

In this Scouting City, he was the ruler, and he had even obtained the approval of the Fire Cauldron. He was able to borrow a bit of the Fire Cauldron's might, and the moment he sensed the terrifying might of the wind and moon fan, his body disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ye Tian.

However, there was still a certain distance between the Lord of Windward City and the attacks of and the wind and moon fan. He only had enough time to use his terrifying strength to block the frontal attack of the wind and moon fan and he did not even have enough time to block the residual might of the wind and moon fan.

”Taiji Sword Technique!”

Ye Tian muttered in his heart, and used all of his spirit power and the strength of his body to swing his sword, and a yin-yang taiji circle that was alternately black and white in color appeared in front of him, blocking the attack.

This was the strongest defensive technique of the Taiji Sword Technique. In terms of defensive sword techniques, just defensive techniques were not the slightest bit inferior to the Black Tortoise Sword Technique.

But this time was special, Ye Tian had long secretly channeled some of the power of the broken sword, just barely enough to block the wind and moon fan's aftermath.

Swish!

The astral winds that the wind and moon fan blew out destroyed the Tai Chi Circle that was formed by Ye Tian's Tai Chi Sword Technique, but too much of his own strength had been used up, leaving only a small amount of power. These powers struck Ye Tian's body and still sent him flying, causing him some light injuries.

Pfft!

Ye Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression somewhat dispirited, but this bit of injury did not affect his fighting strength much.