Chin!
As he threw out a punch, the fist power squeezed the air in front of him, making a loud noise.
After the Corpse Ghost Genuine Qi resisted it for a while, it flowed backward at an even faster speed. Not only that, the Corpse Ghost Genuine Qi was compressed from a few meters thick to half a meter in diameter under the power of the Tyrant Fist. It looked like a grayish-white pillar of light.
"How is this possible? He infused all of my Ghost Corpse Zhen Qi into his fist power."
The man in black opened his eyes wide. His pupils were filled with fear and desperation. Before he could do anything, he was pierced through by the grey light beam.
Whoosh!
The two halves of the black-clothed man's body began to burn and turn into ashes.
"Brother Tian!" The man in black who was fighting with Wang Feng could not believe his eyes. Although Tian was not as powerful as him, his fighting power was not to be underestimated. Even he would need hundreds of attacks to defeat him. Plus, there were many Condensing Reality Realm warriors in the Ghost Corpse Mountain, and only the most elite disciples could become low-level ghost guards. He thought that with their power, they would be able to compete with the disciples from the martial institutions, and that these small fries in front of him would be easy to kill.
But now, reality had slapped him in the face.
He was completely stunned.
Wang Feng had been suppressed by the man in black. Seeing that the man in black was in a daze, he knew that this was the only chance he had. He threw out a blade attack, and a bone-chilling blade power swept across the area.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The leader was a Late Condensing Reality Realm warrior after all. As soon as he sensed the incoming blade power, he immediately activated his Zhen Qi and created a greyish white circle of light, blocking the incoming ice cold and explosive blade power.
"Corpse King Fist! Die!" With bloodshot eyes, the man in black threw out a punch.
Wang Feng had already experienced the Corpse King Fist from the man in black. It was extremely powerful and had a corrosive effect, which could destroy Zhen Qi. He did not dare to take it head-on. His feet touched the ground and flew backward. At the same time, the Colorful Snow Blade in his hand did not stop. He threw out thirteen blade lights.
The man in black did not look at the result. He bent down and punched the ground.
"Hell Locust Wave!"
The ground within a radius of ten meters started to shake. The next second, a five meter thick grey mushroom-shaped air burst out and swallowed Wang Feng.
Ye Chen frowned and was about to help.
However, it was no longer necessary. Wang Feng, who was holding the Colorful Snow Blade, cut open the air barrier and stepped out. He slashed down from the sky, followed by a second slash, a third, a fourth …
He slashed out thirty-eight times in a row. Each slash stacked on top of each other, forming a huge astral saber. The astral saber extracted all the air in front of it, forming a vacuum without any resistance. This caused the speed of the slashes to increase by more than three times. Like a sudden clap of thunder, the astral saber struck where the black-clothed man was.
Kacha!
A deep scar appeared on the ground, and the flowers and trees nearby fell.
Ye Chen looked very serious. What a horrifying attack! Under this kind of attack, even if his Pure Jade Body Boosting Spell had reached the peak of the third level, he still wouldn't be able to block it. Only by reaching the fourth level would he be able to block it. Facing this attack, the only thing he could do was to not get hit.
The inner disciples from the North Snow Martial Academy were indeed not easy to deal with. Their fighting abilities were not any weaker than the Emerald Martial Palace's disciples. In some sense, they might even be stronger.
The black-clothed man's body was completely destroyed. The astral saber was way too fast, and the black-clothed man was not as fast as the one killed by Ye Chen.
Pooh!
Puking out a mouthful of blood, Wang Feng's face turned pale. He knelt down on one knee.
Stopping Ye Chen from coming over, Wang Feng said: "I am fine. This is the side effect of forcefully performing the [Vacuum Killing Blade]. My Qi and blood are flowing backwards. You should go check on Yuan Xuemei."
[Vacuum Killing Blade]!
What a powerful name.
Ye Chen nodded and walked to the other place where the battle was taking place.
"Spring Rain!"
In the thick grass, Yuan Xuemei's feet did not touch the ground. She looked like she was weightless. The thin silver sword in her hand was shaking at an extremely fast speed. It was so fast that it was almost impossible to see it with naked eyes. Only beams of sword light could be seen flying out, like a light rain in the spring.
Chi chi chi chi chi …
The grass under the black-clothed man's feet was full of holes, as if he had just experienced a locust disaster. He had to put up a defensive layer to block the continuous sword lights.
"Summer Rain!"
Seeing that the black-clothed man had blocked the first wave of sword lights, Yuan Xuemei looked normal. The sword aura in her hand changed from gentle to violent and impatient.
"Impossible! How could I be suppressed?!" Being under the cover of the sword lights, the black-clothed man knew better than anyone else how horrifying the sword lights were. If it was just a spring rain before, then it was a summer storm now. It kept pouring down, washing his defensive layer.
"Autumn Rain and Thunder!"
Without giving the black-clothed man any chance, Yuan Xuemei's sword aura changed again. The sword lights contained the poetic perspective of thunder and lightning. It was like a thunderstorm in the autumn, stunning and desolate.
Crack!
The defensive layer cracked open. The black-clothed man screamed in fear, "I give up! I will leave right now! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"
Ye Chen shook his head. Compared to the previous two, this black-clothed man looked so miserable, which did not match his face at all. However, this also reflected the complexity of people's hearts. No one's appearance could truly reveal their inner qualities. There were those who appeared forthright on the surface, but were dark on the inside. There were those who were refined and refined, but were secretly licentious and shameless. There were also those who appeared to be sanctimonious, but were actually thieves and prostitutes. They were more hateful than the so-called villains.
Yuan Xuemei had already planned to kill him. How could she let this black-clothed man go? The sword aura in her hand became even stronger. The violent thunder sword light almost drowned the black-clothed man in it.
Crack crack crack crack …
More and more cracks appeared on the black-clothed man's defensive layer. Finally, it could not bear the attack anymore and collapsed. The black-clothed man who had lost his defense was instantly pierced through by the sword light, turning into a hornet's nest.
"Phew!"
Yuan Xuemei let out a mouthful of turbid air. Her body sank, and her feet landed on the ground. Her forehead was covered in sweat, reflecting a crystal clear light.
Ye Chen smiled and said, "The Rudra Martial School's Four Seasons Sword Art is amazing. Unfortunately, I did not get to see the most powerful Winter Sword Art."
"The Four Seasons Sword Art is an Earth Realm Sword Art. How could I learn it? This is only the Four Seasons Rain Sword Art that was derived from the Four Seasons Sword Art. It is far from the real Four Seasons Sword Art. It is not even worth mentioning. On the other hand, brother Ye's Fist Art is so earth-shattering. It can actually merge with the opponent's Qi and attack back, killing them with only one attack. "
Yuan Xuemei looked at Ye Chen with a smile.
Ye Chen shook his head and forced a smile. It was not easy to gain the upper hand with words from Yuan Xuemei.
On the Ling Family's side, everyone suddenly let out a sigh of relief. Their palms, which were holding their weapons, were full of sweat. They were ready to charge at any time. Although some of them would be injured or killed, they did not care about that. However, martial school disciples were indeed martial school disciples. Although they did not seem to have the upper hand on the surface, when they really fought with their lives on the line, they used all kinds of ace attacks and killed the three black-clothed men. Compared to them, the fighting power of these people was miles behind. They did not even have the qualification to look at their backs.
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