Without any hesitation, he pierced Wu Qi's heart with his spear. Darkness swept towards Wu Qi. As a direct descendant of the Saint Blood Wind Ghost, Wu Qi probably never thought that he would die here.
Wu Qi's death was a huge blow to the Wind Demon's side, especially to Wu Huan. After all, Wu Qi was his younger brother.
Wu Huan, who was fighting fiercely with Chen Yu, immediately went mad when he saw his own brother being killed by Hu Fei. He roared angrily and swung his claws at Chen Yu. Then, he charged madly at Wu Qi.
Facing the crazy Wu Huan, the other Saint Blood Wind Ghosts took the opportunity to leave the battlefield when Wu Qi died. At this moment, two Saint Blood Wind Ghosts pulled Wu Huan back and said with a serious expression.
"Brother Wu Huan, don't be rash. The humans have two Saints now."
Hu Fei had killed Wu Qi. Everyone knew very well what this meant. It was clear that they could not continue fighting. Otherwise, not only Wu Qi, but all the Saint Blood Wind Ghosts present would be killed.
Hu Fei was now free. If he joined forces with Chen Yu, Wu Huan would have no chance of survival. It would be impossible for him to run away.
Because they understood this, the two Saint Blood Wind Ghosts also left the battle and stopped the crazy Wu Huan.
Hearing the two Saint Blood Wind Ghosts' words, Wu Huan naturally understood this principle. However, seeing Wu Qi being killed in front of his eyes had indeed caused him to lose his mind for a moment.
Now that he gradually calmed down, and with the persuasion of the two Saint Blood Wind Ghosts, Wu Huan naturally rode his donkey down the slope. He glared at Hu Fei fiercely and then turned to leave.
Wu Huan fled with the rest of the Saint Blood Wind Ghost. Hu Fei did not chase after them. Clearly, after killing Wu Qi, Hu Fei had lost interest in the Saint Blood Wind Ghost and did not bother to chase after them.
If Hu Fei didn't chase after them, then it was even more impossible for Chen Yu to do so. He couldn't wait for these Saint-blooded Wind Ghosts to retreat on their own. That way, he wouldn't have to fight anymore.
Since the two Holy Scions did not give chase, the other personal disciples did not do so as well, allowing Wu Huan and the others to flee in panic. Hu Fei looked at Chen Yu in displeasure.
"Hurry up and finish this battle. I still have things to do."
Now that the Saint Blood Wind Ghost had retreated, the next step was naturally to deal with the small fries. As for the Wind Ghost King and the Wind Ghost Saint King, they would naturally be dealt with by the Half-Saints and Saints.
Chen Yu wanted to end the battle here as soon as possible. However, when he heard Hu Fei's words, he replied nonchalantly, "If you want to go, go by yourself. I'm tired."
Clearly, Chen Yu would not take action again. The Sacred Blood Wind Ghost had already retreated. Chen Yu's mission could be considered to have been completed perfectly. Although there had been a small interlude, the result was good.
After hearing Chen Yu's reply, Hu Fei also knew this guy's character. Without saying anything else, he rushed down to the battlefield in a flash.
The human cultivators and the Wind Ghosts were still fighting fiercely below. There was no other way. There were just too many Wind Ghosts. Although the human cultivators were far stronger than the Wind Ghosts, it was still difficult to determine the victor in a short period of time.
However, with Hu Fei's participation in the originally intense battle, the scales of victory quickly tilted towards the human cultivators.
Like a tiger in a flock of sheep, Hu Fei rushed into the group of Wind Ghosts by himself and instantly slaughtered the Wind Ghosts.
No matter what level the Wind Ghost was, it was no match for Hu Fei.
Seeing Hu Fei happily slaughtering the Wind Ghost group by himself, the personal disciples present were all stunned.
As personal disciples, they could be said to be the closest to the Chosen Saint in the younger generation. It seemed like they were only one step away, but now they knew that this step was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Even Xiao Chen, who was on the city wall, had a shocked expression on his face as he muttered softly, "This is the true strength of a Chosen Saint. It seems like Yun Luan was still holding back."
It wasn't that Xiao Chen had never met a Chosen Saint before. However, whether it was Yun Luan or Chen Yu, both of them had never truly displayed the terror of a Chosen Saint. But now, Hu Fei used the most direct method to tell Xiao Chen and the other personal disciples what a Chosen Saint was.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but sigh. In response, Xiao Sheng's weak voice sounded in his mind.
"Kid, didn't I tell you before? A Chosen Saint and a personal disciple are completely different. Do you think this Hu Fei is very strong? What would you think if I told you that he still hasn't used his full strength? "
Hu Fei had already slaughtered the Wind Ghost group by himself. However, Xiao Sheng told Xiao Chen that this still wasn't Hu Fei's true strength. Xiao Chen really didn't know what to think when he heard that.
Xiao Chen fell silent while Xiao Sheng chuckled and said, "Kid, you still have a long way to go if you want to become a Chosen Saint. You can only covet the position of a Chosen Saint when your combat strength reaches the Dao Emperor Realm."
Xiao Sheng's meaning was very clear. To put it bluntly, cultivation wasn't important if one wanted to become a Chosen Saint, but one's combat strength had to at least reach the Dao Emperor Realm.
To be honest, if he hadn't personally witnessed how terrifying Hu Fei was and coupled with the fact that these words were spoken by Xiao Sheng, Xiao Chen would have probably thought that someone was bragging.
Even though he couldn't see through Hu Fei and Chen Yu's exact cultivations, Xiao Chen was sure that their cultivations had absolutely not attained the Dao Emperor Realm.
They hadn't even attained the Dao Emperor Realm, yet they possessed combat strength comparable to a Dao Emperor Realm expert. This wasn't something that could be explained by surmounting a realm to battle.
On the Heavenly Chen Continent, those who could surmount a realm to defeat an enemy could already be considered as geniuses. Moreover, they were only at the level of low level cultivators.
On the other hand, Chosen Saints were still able to surmount a realm to battle even after attaining the Dao Emperor Realm. The gap between them was obvious.
Xiao Chen was shocked in his heart. At the same time, the Wind Ghost group was quickly annihilated by Hu Fei to the point they didn't have the ability to fight back.
These Wind Ghosts weren't very intelligent, so they instinctively started to retreat when they faced Hu Fei who they couldn't defeat.
When they sensed the retreat of the Wind Ghost group, the morale of the human cultivators naturally soared, and they all started to pursue. One pursued while the other fled, and it could be said that they had a certain advantage. At this moment, Hu Fei didn't continue to attack.
Since victory was already decided, Hu Fei's figure flashed over to Chen Yu. At this moment, Yi Xu had already arrived by Chen Yu's side. Yi Xu was still slightly nervous when facing Hu Fei, so he immediately bowed respectfully and greeted him.
"Greetings, Holy Son Hu Fei."
Yi Xu was Chen Yu's Holy Servant, so he wasn't unfamiliar with Hu Fei. When he heard Yi Xu, Hu Fei nodded indifferently, and then he looked at Chen Yu.
"The matter is resolved. I'm leaving."
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