Tan Feng inclined his head, staring at Qin Wentian in the air. This type of instantaneous teleportation technique was truly powerful. In that instant, Qin Wentian's speed was so fast that even his perception couldn't catch up to him.
"Do you only know how to flee?" Tan Feng coldly spoke. The blood in his body surged as a scorching heat circulated around him. The crimson-black glow radiating from him gave off a feeling of extreme danger.
At this moment, Tan Feng was extremely depressed. He was proficient in offense, and given Qin Wentian's incredible evasion abilities, if he had a control-type Astral Soul, he would be able to restrict Qin Wentian more effectively before killing him. However, it was impossible for stellar martial cultivators to be perfect. Unless they reached the heavens and earth realm, they would be able to condense six or even eight Astral Souls.
"Flee?" Qin Wentian stared at Tan Feng. "You aren't the only one who possesses the power of a bloodline."
As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice faded, a towering bloodline glow radiated from him as a fearsome demonic qi permeated the air. The center of Qin Wentian's brows glowed with a terrifying light as his entire person became extremely demonic. That pair of demonic eyes of his caused people to feel a deep sense of reverence. This was the aura of a sovereign descending from the heavens.
"Let me see how strong a genius at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper from the Violet Thunder Sect is." A long spear appeared in Qin Wentian's hands as a terrifying light circulated around it. Tan Feng stared at Qin Wentian in the air, feeling an intense sense of threat.
Stretching out both his palms, Tan Feng's entire body and palms turned golden in color. The golden light enveloped his body, causing his defense to become even more tyrannical while at the same time exuding a fearsome sharpness. His entire person was clad in a layer of golden armor.
After which, his palms shone with crimson and black light once again, exuding a baleful aura.
"Bzzz!" Qin Wentian's silhouette dashed downwards, exuding a terrifying might. His body glowed with a resplendent light, causing people to revere him. His long spear pierced through the air soundlessly, surpassing the speed of sound as it shot towards Tan Feng. This spear strike was so calm, yet it caused the hearts of those who saw it to tremble.
"Great Destruction Palm Imprint." Tan Feng lifted his left palm and blasted out. A gigantic palm imprint directly blocked the path of the long spear. Crisp sounds rang out as the long spear landed on the palm imprint of the Great Destruction Palm, causing cracks to appear on it. After which, the palm imprint crumbled apart, causing an extremely dangerous current to circulate in the air.
Tan Feng's palm didn't stop, he knew that even the Great Destruction Palm Imprint wouldn't be able to block his opponent's spear. A blood-red imprint appeared on his palm as a terrifying blood-red rune appeared. Puchi sounds rang out as the blood-red palm imprint actually managed to block the attack of the spear. Tan Feng could feel the blood-red imprint being continuously stripped away and destroyed, while his arm was filled with a terrifying force.
However, he didn't care. His right palm slashed out, grabbing towards Qin Wentian.
Streams of towering sword qi gushed forth, Qin Wentian abruptly flicked out with his left hand. Numerous terrifying swords danced in the air as they collided against Tan Feng's palm. The two of them instantly separated from each other. Qin Wentian felt a wave of destructive black-colored energy gushing into his arm, corroding it. That was the power of the Bloodflame Mandate infused into the Bloodflame Mandate, it was extremely corrosive and destructive. But how could Tan Feng not feel the same? His arm was trembling slightly, evidently feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Tan Feng's strength was clearly much stronger compared to the sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns Qin Wentian had met before. This was especially so in terms of attack.
"Devour!"
Tan Feng's eyes were ice-cold. As the sound of his voice faded, a black-colored energy gushed forth from his body, enveloping Qin Wentian.
"Not good." The countenances of those from the Battle Sword Sect drastically changed. They could all feel the destructive might contained within this energy. This kind of energy could directly corrode and destroy a person.
However, to their surprise, Qin Wentian didn't retreat. In the center of his brows, a third eye opened as a terrifying will of Mandates gushed into Tan Feng's sea of consciousness.
"Intrusive Dream." Qin Wentian roared. Tan Feng instantly closed his eyes and bit his lips, forcing himself to stay awake. At the same time, he flicked his finger as a black-colored python manifested, lunging towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian's entire body was enveloped by that dangerous energy, there was no way for him to escape.
"ROAR!" A terrifying roar rang out as a terrifying demonic beast appeared behind Qin Wentian. This demonic beast was incomparably gigantic, it was none other than a demon emperor. It directly appeared behind Qin Wentian, grabbing Qin Wentian in its arms as they dashed forwards. The corrosive energy blasted onto the body of the demon emperor. However, this was Qin Wentian's astral nova, it had no life.
At the same instant, Tan Feng released his Astral Novas. Four Astral Novas erupted forth at the same time – a flame devil, a blood python, a lightning giant, and a golden sword.
"DIE!" Tan Feng's eyes were tightly shut as he lifted his hands once more, grabbing towards the Demon Sovereign. Resplendent currents of lightning and fire erupted forth, wanting to destroy this entire space, not allowing Qin Wentian to get close to him.
Qin Wentian slammed out with his palms, the King Astral Sword pierced through everything as a supreme sword might gushed forth, slashing downwards. The humming sound of the sword resonated in the air, lacerating everything in its path.
Qin Wentian stepped out, directly stepping on the King Astral Sword as sword qi gushed forth.
Tan Feng's silhouette flickered as he frenziedly blasted out with his palms. Violent currents of qi flooded the entire space, yet Qin Wentian continued stepping downwards. His killing intent was so cold that it felt as though it could tear everything apart.
The golden sword collided with the black-colored King Astral Sword, only to see Qin Wentian stepping down once more. A crisp cracking sound rang out as cracks actually appeared on the golden sword. Tan Feng groaned in agony as his countenance turned pale. Qin Wentian's Astral Nova was actually stronger than his. One must know that his cultivation base was higher compared to Qin Wentian, and his Astral Nova should be more perfect.
Qin Wentian stomped down once more, causing the cracks to widen. The boundless sword qi directly penetrated into Tan Feng's body as his bloodline power surged frenziedly, releasing his Astral Souls. Under the might of this sword intent, he would be destroyed sooner or later.
"Bzzz!" The golden sword was retracted as the lightning giant and flame devil frenziedly attacked. The blood python fought against the Demon Sovereign, while Tan Feng disregarded everything else and rushed towards Qin Wentian. His palms blasted out in a frenzy as the fusion of the two Astral Novas contained an intent of destruction, capable of destroying everything.
"DIE!"
The Seven Annihilations Swordplay completely erupted. Tan Feng groaned in agony as traces of blood could be seen at the corners of his lips. All the attacks he had blasted out were instantly destroyed. The destructive sword qi ravaged his body, causing a deep sense of terror to appear in his eyes.
"SCRAM!" The sharp sword slammed towards Tan Feng's Astral Nova. Qin Wentian brandished his long spear, transforming into a beam of light as he pierced through the air once more. In that instant, Tan Feng's mind was completely submerged. After which, a light sound rang out as Qin Wentian's long spear pierced right through the centre of his brows.
The destructive energy in the air gradually dissipated as the Astral Novas returned to their original positions. The spectators stared at the airspace above the battle arena, only to see Qin Wentian standing arrogantly in the air. His long spear had pierced right through the centre of Tan Feng's brows.
Qin Wentian, who was only at the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper, actually managed to kill Tan Feng, a genius from the Violet Thunder Sect who was at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper. Such a battle achievement caused the hearts of the spectators to tremble.
"Chi!" Qin Wentian pulled his long spear out as Tan Feng's body fell from the air. A Heaven's Chosen had fallen in the battle arena of the Ye Country.
Those from the Violet Thunder Sect all stood up as their countenances turned ashen. Never in their wildest dreams would they have imagined that the final result would be like this. Qin Wentian was actually so powerful that he could kill Tan Feng.
"Such combat prowess is truly powerful." Those from the Battle Sword Sect were both shocked and gratified. These two battles were undoubtedly a declaration of the strength of their Battle Sword Sect, trampling on the faces of those from the Violet Thunder Sect to prove themselves.
"What other reasons do you have?" Qin Wentian pointed his long spear at Ye Kongfan. Consecutively killing two people, including Tan Feng who was at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper, how could Ye Kongfan still be so righteous?
Ye Kongfan's countenance turned ashen. Most probably, he would have to report to his master about Tan Feng's death. What made him even more infuriated was that in front of so many people, Tan Feng died in the hands of a disciple from the Battle Sword Sect. Not only that, they were the ones who provoked him first. Not only that, this disciple of the Battle Sword Sect was also someone Mo Qingcheng liked.
His eyes flashed with an intense killing intent. If it was possible, he wanted to personally kill Qin Wentian. However, he understood that those from the Battle Sword Sect would never allow such a thing to happen. Hence, he could only hide his killing intent in his heart.
Qin Wentian could naturally sense the killing intent in the hearts of those from the Violet Thunder Sect. He coldly laughed as he continued, "Stop challenging those from my Battle Sword Sect. You guys are truly not worthy."
After speaking, Qin Wentian kept his long spear as his silhouette flickered, flying towards the spectator stands. When he arrived, a few from the Violet Thunder Sect stepped out, exuding an intense killing intent. However, those from the Battle Sword Sect all had cold glints in their eyes. Standing up, Duan Han icily spoke, "You guys can't win a challenge and want to shed all pretense of cordiality? The Violet Thunder Sect has truly broadened my horizons. "
"How can that be? It's just that the deaths of our fellow apprentice brothers caused us to feel anger in our hearts." Ye Kongfan emotionlessly replied. He waved his hands as the spectators all retreated. Qin Wentian continued walking, as though there was no one else here. He walked to the side of Mo Qingcheng as he spoke in a low voice, "Qingcheng, although the battle in the arena is extremely fascinating, there are some people here who spoil the mood. Let's leave."
"Right." Mo Qingcheng naturally listened to Qin Wentian. She stood up and walked side by side with Qin Wentian, causing the hearts of countless in the arena to tremble. The Holy Maiden of the Medicine Sovereign Valley seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with this disciple from the Battle Sword Sect.
The disciples from the Battle Sword Sect all laughed coldly as they glanced at those from the Violet Thunder Sect.
The experts from the Medicine Sovereign Valley naturally followed behind Mo Qingcheng. Very swiftly, only Ye Kongfan and his group remained here.
Today, they wanted to show off their strength, yet the ending was the exact opposite. They lost all their face in front of so many people, and they were incomparably embarrassed.
"Kongfan, if I don't avenge this debt, I'm not a human." A young man from the Violet Thunder Sect coldly spoke as his killing intent gushed forth.
Ye Kongfan clenched his fists tightly as a cold light flickered in his eyes. A towering killing intent surged in his heart. The person who lost the most face today was none other than him, the 'master'!
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