C110 (1/2)

Just as Zi Feng was about to step out of the forest, he suddenly sensed an aura approaching them. Zi Feng puzzledly turned his body, and stared off into the distance. But after a moment, Zi Feng understood what was going on as he summoned his ancient sword, his face filled with vigilance.

Beside him, Fa Ming was also holding the buddhist beads tightly, staring at the front. As for the Netherworld, he stood behind them with some unease. He kept feeling a dangerous aura spread behind Zi Feng's back, but he was unable to catch the faint aura.

Not long later, Zi Feng saw a black robe approaching from the not-so-thick forest. Zi Feng could faintly feel from his aura that this person was an Emptiness Realm Expert, which made him loosen the ancient sword in his hand. Zi Feng would not care much about an intermediate stage Emptiness Realm Expert, because just by relying on his extremely destructive strength, the current Zi Feng was already able to fight against an early stage tribulation expert.

However, Zi Feng didn't underestimate him. He knew that the black-robed figure that appeared was definitely connected to that mysterious organization.

Not long later, the black-robed figure appeared before Zi Feng and the rest, as he icily stated, ”All of you have to die.”

As he spoke, he chopped out with his right hand towards Violet Maple. The sudden change made Zi Feng somewhat fearful, but he, who was at a distance between life and death, quickly reacted. He held the ancient sword in his hand horizontally, blocking the blue colored Qi. At the same time the two of them crossed hands, the Buddhist rune standing next to Zi Feng swung its right arm, and that simple and unadorned pearl shot towards the chest of the black-robed man in front of him.

After a short exchange, the black-robed man had been at a disadvantage. However, with his deep qi, he still kept on fighting with Zi Feng and the others because he knew that if he stayed any longer, his helpers would arrive. At that time, the violet-haired youth in front of him had been an easy target.

For a moment, grass and trees flew everywhere in the forest. Soon, the forest turned into a sea of wolves. At this moment, the battle between the three had reached its climax.

Although the black-robed old man had a cultivation base at the middle stage of the Emptiness Realm, he would still be at a disadvantage if he fought against two experts at the early stage of the Emptiness Realm. Not to mention the fact that the destructive power of Zi Feng was not abnormal, it caused the black-robed old man to be in a miserable state.

Just as the ancient sword in Zi Feng's hand was about to pierce into the black-robed man's chest, he suddenly felt a majestic aura envelop him.

Zi Feng had no choice but to leave the black-robed figure in front of him. He turned around and stared at that unknown aura. When that aura appeared, the Netherworld Udumbara Flower let out a long, terrified cry.

At that moment, when Lil 'White, who was eating in the village, heard the sound, he hurriedly threw away the delicacy in front of him and ran out.

The aura grew closer and closer. Not long later, Zi Feng saw a grey-robed elder appear in front of him in a flash.

From his aura, Zi Feng could faintly feel a sense of fear, and couldn't help but begin to gauge his cultivation. It was obvious that he wasn't a master of the Large Success Stage. If he had appeared in front of Zi Feng, then just a teleportation would have been enough to deal with him.

What Zi Feng was able to look at was probably the number one master below the Large Scale, someone at the late stage of Divine Tribulation! After roughly estimating the strength of this gray-robed old man, Zi Feng's heart was no longer as nervous as it was before.

After knowing his opponent's strength and then looking at his own strength, in addition to the fact that Fa Ming's cultivation was not weak, Zi Feng was confident that he would be able to take this risk.

Not long after, the grey-robed elder walked over and coldly said to the black-robed elder, ”Trash.”

As he spoke, he looked at the black-robed elder with disdain. When the black-robed old man heard these words, his expression could not help but become even more gloomy.

They were originally fellow disciples of the same sect, but ever since they stepped into the Emptiness Realm, the old man in the grey robe had improved at a rapid pace, and his master had paid more attention to him. From then on, this had become a knot in the old man's heart.

Now that it was mentioned by the gray-robed old man, how could the black-robed old man's expression be kind?

Within the forest, the wind was blowing the leaves that had fallen from the fight. The rustling sounds were coming from the branches that were swaying in the wind as if they wanted to fall down.

Wherever the breeze passed by, it messed up that beautiful purple hair of Zi Feng's. For a moment, the forest became abnormally peaceful, and two bird cries came from not too far away.

At this moment, Zi Feng and the grey-robed elder were facing each other. They were less than half a meter away from each other as they looked at each other without moving. A demonic light flashed in the eyes of both of them. The purple maple was a dream-like purple light, while the gray-robed old man was emitting a blue light.

Seeing this strange scene, Farmer Ming, who was standing at the side, couldn't help but ponder. A moment later, Fa Ming seemed to have thought of something and muttered, ”Could this be the kind of battle that Master often talks about?”

Thinking of this, the look with which the inventor looked at Zi Feng became even more doubtful.

The cultivation of the violet-haired youth in front of him was a bit lower than his, but he was actually able to fight against the gray-robed old man. This truly puzzled him.

Just as Fa Ming was puzzled, Zi Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the gray-robed old man in front of him with a slightly dispirited expression.

Seeing this scene, the old man in the grey robe laughed sinisterly and said, ”With just this level, you want to fight me?” As he spoke, he began to giggle.

When the black-robed old man saw this, he could not help but dejectedly lower his head and mutter, ”It's only been a short time since we last met, but his consciousness seems to have improved a bit.”

As he spoke, the black-robed old man couldn't help but sigh. He said, ”It seems that the distance between him and me is growing larger and larger.”

The helplessness and emaciation in his tone, astonishingly showed the little bit of self-esteem that the black-robed old man had in his heart.

After so many years of being humiliated by him, the old man had also wanted to try his best to get revenge. But now, the gap between them had widened, and the old man couldn't help but feel disheartened.