C30 (1/2)

Seeing the imposing manner that Ye Feng had displayed, the dynasty was slightly surprised.

However, that was all.

What was in his hand? A tattered iron rod didn't even have a decent sword or saber. How could his own sword not cut off his weapon and leave a few transparent holes on his body?

A countryside bumpkin actually had the guts to go against Wang Family?

”Sword Dance of the Spirit Serpent.”

scornful laughter appeared in the eyes of the empire as more than ten sword images flew out to envelop Ye Feng.

”Kill!”

With a loud roar, Ye Feng raised the iron rod in his hand high up and released a slash from the Black Light, as if the air itself was trembling.

Shua shua shua!

With a change in expression, the emperor flicked his wrist, and the Longsword quickly pointed out three times.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Just like the sound of beans being fried, before the sword shadows could even approach Ye Feng's body, they were shattered by the iron rod, causing ripples of Qi.

”Lose!”

The figure of the dynasty rushed, taking advantage of the instant Ye Feng shattered the sword aura, he took a step forward and directly arrived in front of him.

”Three Spiritual Snake Beads.”

The light and agile sword blade tore through the air. He used the Vital Qi, and his speed completely surpassed Ye Feng's. Moreover, the strength of the ”Spirit Serpent Sword Dance” had increased by a large amount as well.

Just from the sound, he could feel the explosive power that was coming from it.

”This brat is done for!” Wang Han shouted from the side with incomparable excitement.

However, Ye Feng's expression was calm. His inner strength crazily surged into his iron rod, and he casually swung it out. A strong wind suddenly rose, and the sharp pitch-black Rod Shadow swept everything in its path.

Boom boom boom!

Swords continued to collide with each other, the Qi around them ruptured, Ye Feng's long hair danced in the wind, and his clothes fluttered, but a figure remained standing and unmoving.

What?

He took it!

Wang Family and the other two opened their eyes wide, looking at Ye Feng who was waving the rod in disbelief.

”It's just a last ditch struggle!”

The emperor's eyes narrowed as he coldly shouted, ”If you have the ability, then receive my sword attack.”

”Meteor Shower!”

His body shot into the sky as a fiery red Vital Qi coiled around the Longsword and cut horizontally, forming a huge sword net that fell from the sky.

”Break!”

Facing the sword net that was enveloping him, Ye Feng bellowed, holding onto the rod with both of his hands, he suddenly stomped on the ground, leaving behind a deep footprint.

Pop!

The four strands of Qi were blocked by the fiery red light. Then, they started to crumble bit by bit.

Breaking through the sword net, Ye Feng's eyes became focused again, aimed at the shocked and absent-minded empire, and smashed down with the rod.