Feng Zhaoyang glanced at where he was hit and walked closer with his saber. Ye Wuchen stretched out his hand, and the Star Slashing Sword in the distance suddenly flew up and slashed toward Feng Zhaoyang's body. Feng Zhaoyang waved his Windcutter and absorbed the Star Slashing Sword into his saber. He frowned and said in a low voice, "Sword manipulation?"
Sizzle
The Windcutter that was stuck to the Star Slashing Sword suddenly trembled violently. Feng Zhaoyang's heart skipped a beat. In the next second, the Star Slashing Sword broke free from Feng Zhaoyang's control and flew back to Ye Wuchen's hand. Ye Wuchen grabbed the hilt of the sword and stood up. The world in front of him spun and gradually became blurry …
The impact just now had severely ruptured his internal organs. With Feng Zhaoyang in front of him, he had no time to repair them … Otherwise, the moment Feng Zhaoyang lifted his saber would be the moment he and Ningxue would die.
His vision was blurry, but it was enough for him to identify Feng Zhaoyang's location. His trembling body took a step forward and then he leaped and slashed at Feng Zhaoyang with all his strength.
The power that Ye Wuchen possessed was unique in the Tianchen Continent. It didn't have any rules or techniques that Feng Zhaoyang mentioned. It only had power — the omnipotent power of Ye Wuchen. Therefore, he, who rarely fought, only had the simplest attack methods: slash, hack, slash, and stab …
With another dull sound, the Star Slashing Sword flew out of his hand again. Ye Wuchen's right hand was bleeding profusely. His internal organs were in a mess, and he was in great pain. It was as if they were all shattered. Half of his power was used to protect Ningxue from the impact of the power, and the other half was used to attack. He didn't leave a single bit of protection for his body …
But this time, he strangely didn't fall. He raised his head and looked at the Star Slashing Sword that was flying high. Almost subconsciously, he leaped high and grabbed the Star Slashing Sword that was intertwined with golden light and flames.
"Cher … Hold … Hold me …" The world in front of him was so blurry that he couldn't recognize it. His trembling lips made a weak voice that was almost inaudible.
Then … he let go of his left arm that was holding Ningxue and held the sword hilt with both hands. Under the guidance of Ye Wuchen, every part of his body, every organ, and even every strand of hair on his body surged towards his hands.
In the air, he raised Sundering Star with both hands and opened his eyes, which had lost focus. As he fell, he ruthlessly slashed down.
The sword that was swung out by this pair of hands was weak and powerless. It posed no threat to Feng Zhaoyang at all. Feng Zhaoyang sighed and muttered, "Let's end this."
For the first two attacks, he had already used 50% of his strength. The fact that Ye Wuchen was still alive was already beyond his expectations. But even if he didn't die, he was still heavily injured. His strength and vitality had dissipated, and he could be said to be at the end of his rope. This strike was his final struggle.
He raised his Windcutter and swung it to meet the attack head-on. Then, at the moment when the sword and the saber collided, Feng Zhaoyang realized that Ye Wuchen's lifeless eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and the ruthlessness that was supposed to disappear shot out from his eyes …
"Heaven … Earth … Split … Ahhh!!!!!"
An extremely intense golden ray suddenly shot out from the blade of the Star Slashing Sword. Under the sudden stimulation, Feng Zhaoyang, who was caught off guard, instinctively closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, the world in front of him had already turned completely golden. In his widening eyes, the golden light pierced through his Wind-cutter Saber, which had never left his body, like cutting through tofu, and landed on his left shoulder … Without stopping, it followed Ye Wuchen's body down again, from his left shoulder to his feet, and drew a straight golden line on his body.
The Star Slashing Sword finally slashed the ground. At this moment, the golden ray shone to its limit. A beam of golden ray shone from the blade, cutting through the night sky and shooting into the sky. The entire palace, and even the entire Tianfeng City, could clearly see a beam of dazzling golden ray shooting into the sky. On the hard ground, a deep ravine suddenly split open and extended into the distance …
Who would have known that this beam of golden ray would end the life of the undefeatable God of War, the hero in the hearts of the people of Great Gale Country?
Ye Wuchen hugged Ningxue, who had been clinging to him, tightly again. A smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth. Feng Zhaoyang's eyes glazed over. His entire body's movements froze at that moment. Looking ahead, he murmured, "Well … done …"
As soon as he said these three words, his body separated along the golden line and fell to the ground.
Ye Wuchen finally collapsed to the ground as well. He guided Wuchen's power to quickly heal his internal injuries and alleviate his pain. Previously, he did not dare to waste any of his power in order to use his final trump card to kill the God of War. It required a huge amount of power to activate, and the consumption was equally huge. Just this one strike had consumed more than half of the power in his body, but the painful swelling feeling had also been greatly alleviated.
"Ah!! He's dead, he's actually dead. He was actually defeated by Master … Master, you're so powerful. You actually … succeeded?! " Nan 'er was exaggeratedly excited. Immediately, she muttered to herself in confusion, "This is so strange. How did Master know how to activate the Heaven and Earth Fissure? Even I don't know."
Ye Wuchen was speechless.
"Master? Are you alright, Master? "
"I'm fine … Don't disturb me for now." Ye Wuchen's voice was as weak as a breeze. When he was fighting with Feng Zhaoyang, the people around him had already retreated in a panic. Countless people were injured by the aftermath of the attack. Feng Zhaoyang had also deliberately not moved from his position because he did not want the palace to suffer more damage. At this moment, there was no one within a 100-meter radius around him. However, he knew that he would soon face a crazy attack, so he had to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.
Nan 'er immediately became obedient and did not say a word.
The moment Feng Zhaoyang's body was cut in half, the three elders, Feng Lie, and Feng Ling, who were watching from afar, were all dumbfounded. How could they accept this reality? How could they believe it … All of them were deeply doubting whether this was just an illusory dream.
The God of War … died just like that?! He died in the hands of a young man who was not even 20 years old …
Shock, fear, fear, disbelief … Their emotions were so complicated that they could not be described. This kind of impact was enough to easily break down their mental state.
"Dead … Senior Feng is actually dead …" Feng Ling's eyes were wide open. He could not believe and accept the reality in front of him. The guardian of the Feng Clan, the person he respected and worshipped the most in his life, the undefeated legend who looked down on the world … fell just like that in front of his eyes. The one who killed him was a person who was much younger than him.
He was very strong, so strong that they could not believe it, but how could he be Feng Zhaoyang's opponent? He was clearly going to die under Feng Zhaoyang's blade, so why did it end like this … The person who killed Feng Zhaoyang's Yeh family, Wuchen, what was he …
"Eyes … can also deceive people?" The yellow-robed elder murmured as if he was dreaming.
"You are not dim-sighted, I saw it too." The black-robed elder said with a trembling voice. How could he accept that a young man, in a direct confrontation without any external factors, killed the God of War that they could only look up to forever?
"This person's future achievements will definitely shock the world." The purple-robed elder who had been silent all this time also said with a dull expression. They were certain that they had never been as shocked as they were right now since they were young.
Feng Zhaoyang's death was tantamount to ruthlessly cutting off one of the Feng Clan's arms and destroying the Feng Clan's most solid protective umbrella. Feng Lie's entire body trembled. He widened his eyes and pointed at the motionless Ye Wuchen in the distance. With a completely distorted voice, he yelled: "He killed Senior Feng, he killed Senior Feng … Go … Go … Kill him! He hasn't escaped yet, so he must be seriously injured. Quickly go kill him! "
Feng Lie was Feng Lie after all. Under this thunderous blow, he still did not completely lose his mind and calmness. As the emperor of the Great Wind Nation, he knew better than anyone else just how powerful Feng Zhaoyang was and how important he was to the Feng Clan. And this young man who killed Feng Zhaoyang … Putting aside the endless hatred, if he let him leave like this, he, Feng Lie, would not be able to eat or sleep in peace from now on.
The three old men looked at each other and nodded at the same time. They jumped down at the same time and rushed towards Ye Wuchen's position. Just like the three old men by Long Yin's side, these three old men were also three Heaven Realm experts. Moreover, they were three brothers who practiced the same martial arts and used the same weapons. They were the famous "Divine Wind Three Elders" of the Great Wind Nation. They were Feng Lie's strongest guards after Feng Zhaoyang. Even though they did not want to destroy this young man who made their souls tremble, they had to make a move because if this young man really escaped, it would be a disaster for the Great Wind Nation. How could these three old men, who had experienced too many storms, not know what was more important? They had long passed the age of being emotional.
Before the three of them got close, three auras had already locked onto Ye Wuchen's body. His body was still motionless as he recovered from his injuries. His left hand was holding Ningxue, and his right hand was holding the Star Slashing Sword that was still burning with flames after killing Feng Zhaoyang.
The three old men, who had been watching the battle, knew that he had suffered extremely serious injuries. If he was an ordinary expert, he would have died long ago. It was already surprising that he could still sit there with his legs crossed. Perhaps they could take Ye Wuchen's life with just one simple attack.
Ye Wuchen had indeed suffered extremely serious injuries, which were definitely enough to kill an ordinary person. However, his physique was not comparable to an ordinary person's, and the speed of his recovery was not something that these three experienced old men could imagine.
Ningxue had been quietly curled up in his arms, as quiet as a doll. She tried hard not to make a sound, so as not to worry him and disturb him.
The three old men surrounded him in a triangular formation, and around them, a large number of palace guards were also rushing over. At this moment, Feng Lie, who was extremely hateful and afraid of Ye Wuchen, would not give him the slightest chance to escape. He did not hesitate to mobilize all the guards of the palace to dismember him in the palace.
Chaotic footsteps quickly approached, accompanied by the sound of weapons swinging. The three old men observed Ye Wuchen closely, and for a moment, no one made a move. At this moment, Ye Wuchen's face was as pale as paper, and his aura was so weak that it was almost undetectable, as if he had already died. Only the strange red light on his body was still flickering, and the flame on the sword was still burning. They had always wanted to know what kind of magical weapon the sword in his hand was, and why it was not damaged after so many collisions with the Wind Slashing Sword of the War God.
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