C966 (1/2)

Bang!

Zhu Facai's twenty-nine meters of golden body struck nothing but air, and he dodged in time but was sent flying several meters back by the terrifying shockwave.

The Sword Saint and Qin Si quickly retreated. Zhu Facai's strike was extremely terrifying, his palm had the power to destroy the heaven and earth, his strength was terrifying to the point of making one's hair stand on end.

The Golden Body Art that Zhu Facai trained in was one of the three great achievements of the Immortal World, the Great Luo Golden Immortal Art. Cultivating this art allowed him to obtain the strongest physique in the world, and its power could shake the heavens.

Thus, Zhu Facai's casual strike was enough to shatter mountains and rivers, and destroy all life. This was also why Zhu Facai had such confidence and had the guts to fight Ye Ling to the death.

”This is the power of the 90 feet golden body?”

Zhu Bajin was extremely shocked, he had never exalted in front of Ye Ling despite cultivating for so long with the [Golden Body Art]. He originally thought that the Nine Thunder Burning Heaven Arts was the strongest technique, but now that he had witnessed his grandfather Zhu Facai using it, he realized that he had still underestimated the [Golden Body Art].

In the distance, Ye Ling's expression was extremely tense, his face was as black as charcoal. Suddenly appearing, Zhu Facai called him his most troublesome opponent.

”Whiz!”

Without waiting for Ye Ling to catch his breath, Zhu Facai took the opportunity to attack. With a wave of his hand, a dazzling golden light shot out into the sky like a punch filled with lightning.

Ye Ling's face revealed a look of shock, all the blood veins in his body erupted, and with a sudden punch, the mountains and rivers appeared, transforming into strands of light aura that fused into his fist.

Boom!

Ye Ling punched as if he was splitting open the sky, the Great Desolation Meridian and the power of nine lightnings were fused together, with one fist filled with destructive power, he punched himself out in full force.

The two fists collided with a loud bang, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake. Sparks flew in all directions, and a terrifying shock wave spread out in all directions like a tsunami.

Puff puff!

Ye Ling and Zhu Facai spat out blood at the same time, and instantly flew out.

With just one attack, the two of them had actually suffered injuries on both sides. It could be seen that Ye Ling's punch at the peak of his power was by no means ordinary.

”Ye Ling!”

Qin Si saw Ye Ling spitting out blood, but her heart was burning with anxiety. She revealed a worried expression, and wanted to charge forward.

Unexpectedly, the Sword Saint suddenly walked out, and blocked right in front of Qin Si, his expression extremely cold. He looked at Qin Si and said, ”They are fighting, but if you go up, it will instead bring trouble to Ye Ling!”

”But... He's injured! ”

Qin Si's expression was pale, facing the kind reminder from the Sword Saint, she found it hard to calm down. Ye Ling's injuries were not light, she was naturally worried that something bad had happened to Ye Ling.

”Humph!”

Then you are underestimating him, Ye Ling!

”His strength is not on par with that guy, what's more, it was not only Ye Ling who got injured, didn't you see that guy bleeding non-stop?”

The Sword Saint snorted, he looked at Qin Si Si, then turned to look at Zhu Facai, in his eyes, Ye Ling and Qin Si were of equal standing, and victory or defeat was not something that could be decided in a day and a night.

After hearing what the Sword Saint said, Qin Si finally realised that it was not only Ye Ling who was injured, because she had been too anxious just now, so her entire mind was filled with Ye Ling's shadows.

That was why she had lost her reason and failed to judge the situation that was unfolding in front of her. After hearing the Sword Saint's reminder, Qin Si could not help but turn her gaze to Zhu Facai.

Seeing Zhu Facai, he panted heavily, the golden light on his body faintly shimmering, his body swaying slightly. It was obvious that he had suffered some serious injuries.

As for Ye Ling, blood still remained at the corner of his mouth. Both of his eyes were still red like raging flames and the aura on his body was surging and thick.

”If you truly wish to help Ye Ling, there's no harm in playing a song for him. This is what you can do.”

Without waiting for Qin Si to look away, Sword Lord suddenly spoke out to remind Qin Si that he wanted her to play a song so that she could use the power of the Rainbow Zither to help Ye Ling.

”That's right!” Hearing what the Sword Elder said, Qin Si suddenly realised, she had actually forgotten about the Rainbow Zither. She had relied on the Rainbow Zither many times to help Ye Ling avert danger, and this time was no exception.

”Whiz!”

In the distance, Ye Ling smiled sinisterly with a bloodthirsty expression. When his strike collided with Zhu Facai's, it instead stimulated the killing intent within his body.

Seeing that Zhu Facai had not stabilized his footing, Ye Ling suddenly flew up, the Nine Thunder Stele in his right hand and left hand, he immediately soared into the air and started his berserk attack.

Zhu Facai's expression was ugly, but he did not dare slack, his fists swept across the sky with astonishing power, and in an instant, an intense abyss appeared between him and Ye Ling.

BOOM! ”Boom!

The sound was like thunder, just as Ye Ling and Zhu Facai were at a stalemate, Qin Si's zither music suddenly rang out, ripples appeared in the air, Zhu Facai's speed had been restricted, and his speed had slowed down.

When Ye Ling heard the zither music, he naturally knew that it was Qin Si deliberately helping him, and took the chance to attack. The Buried Skies Coffin in his hand transformed into a rainbow beam, and directly struck Zhu Facai's chest.

Puff …!

Zhu Facai was caught off guard, and his actions suddenly slowed down, causing him to be unable to dodge in time. He vomited a mouthful of blood and almost fell to the ground.

Taking a few steps back, the golden light around Zhu Facai's body dimmed quickly as the power within his body rapidly descended. His twenty-three meters of body shrunk to twenty-three meters, and his cultivation fell to the ninth level of the Heavenly Star Honorable Stage.

”What?!” Zhu Facai's expression changed greatly. Ye Ling's strike had actually destroyed his golden body that was twenty meters long, and brought him back to his original form. This was a huge blow to him.

”Let's see what else you can do this time!”

Seeing that Zhu Facai's cultivation had dropped, Ye Ling's Qi had increased, he sneered at Zhu Facai and bellowed, he suddenly turned into a shadow and rushed forward like a thunderclap.