"Hah!!"
A loud roar pierced through the night sky, like the cry of an eagle, piercing straight into the hearts of everyone present. Everyone, including Yan Cang, felt their hearts tremble at the sound of the roar. There was no unwillingness, no anger, no desolation in this roar. There was only a murderous intent and fighting spirit.
Another group of people had gathered around them. Their faces were solemn and their bodies radiated with the aura of the Infernal Spirit. Two of them were no weaker than Yan Cang. They stared at Cold Cliffs, their hearts stirred by his roar. In their hearts, they could not help but feel a sense of admiration for him. This was a trapped ferocious beast that had no chance of escaping tonight. However, when this beast was indifferent to life and death, he did not care about anything, did not care about his own life, and knew that he was going to die, his struggle was undoubtedly many times more terrifying.
Everyone's hearts sank. They were in their territory, and there were so many experts surrounding a single person. Yet, they could feel a heavy pressure from Leng Ya.
After a long roar, Leng Ya made his move. His sword-like eyes glowed with a blood-red light. He turned his body sideways and stabbed towards the heart of the man on his right who had revealed his identity. As he made his move, those who had their auras locked onto him moved at the same time. In an instant, a chaotic Qi field swept through the surrounding area. The air currents stirred up by the Qi field created a strong gust of wind that blew in all directions.
"Cold Cliffs!!" Ping 'er was dragged further away by the impact of the Qi field. Seeing Cold Cliffs's body being engulfed by the attacks of the experts, she screamed as if she had just woken up from a nightmare. Before this, Leng Ya had been holding onto her tightly. However, when Yan Cang told him not to hurt Ping 'er unless it was absolutely necessary, Leng Ya did not hesitate to push her far away, away from him and away from danger.
Chi!
The middle-aged man who was stabbed by Cold Cliffs coldly snorted and took a step back. His right hand reached out to grab Cold Cliffs's wrist. However, just as his palm was about to touch Cold Cliffs's wrist, Cold Cliffs's body that was lying horizontally in the air seemed to have been fiercely pushed by someone from behind. Inconceivably, Cold Cliffs once again soared through the air, abruptly thrusting forward … The middle-aged man's hand pressed down on his arm, and that dark green Breaking Wind Blade pierced straight into his left chest, piercing through his heart. The blood-stained tip of the blade emerged from his back, faintly flashing with an emerald green light under the night sky.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened. His left hand, which was holding onto Cold Cliffs's arm, drooped down powerlessly. This High Rank Spirit Level Master was killed by Cold Cliffs with a single blow. On the other hand, Cold Cliffs only wished for his opponent's death, completely ignoring the danger behind him. This caused the middle-aged man's back to be wide open. Numerous heavy palm winds pressed down on his back like huge boulders.
A few muffled sounds rang out as three pairs of palms struck at the same time. However, what they struck was not Cold Cliffs's body, but the middle-aged man who had just died under Cold Cliffs's blade and had yet to fall to the ground. The strong forces directly shattered the middle-aged man's body, and he was sent flying far away. As for Cold Cliffs … while they were still in shock, an icy cold wind blew from below them. A cold and weak green light flashed across their eyes. That trace of coldness passed through their lower limbs like a bolt of lightning, and was transmitted to their hearts.
The overlapping screams caused their hearts to twitch. Six neatly cut off lower limbs of different lengths flew out in the same direction, spraying blood. The three men also witnessed the horrifying scene of their lower limbs being separated from their bodies and sank … as if they were falling into an endless abyss.
Cold Cliffs knew that he was going to die, but he did not panic, nor did he lose his mind. Instead, he was surprisingly calm, as if this was not the night of his death, but his free killing game. He calmly sensed the movement of any airflow around him, calmly guessed the direction of their movements, and calmly looked for every fleeting opportunity. The first strike that he had just unleashed suddenly increased in a situation that no one had expected. Then, he immediately lowered his body. Without even looking behind him, he rolled on the ground, and with a slash of his blade, three Spirit Level experts had their limbs cut off at the same time.
What was scary was not a hungry wolf, but a wolf that was forced into a desperate situation and forgot about its own death!
In the short span of a breath, Cold Cliffs consecutively attacked twice, leaving almost no gap in between. Unexpectedly, one person was killed, and three people were crippled. His attacks were incomparably ruthless, without the slightest hesitation, as if he had been waiting for them to take the initiative to come to him. Yan Cang's calm eyes flashed with light. At this moment, he actually had an impulse to cheer. This kind of ruthlessness, this kind of reflex, this kind of sharpness, it was not something that could be achieved by just relying on strength. At least, although he had far more strength than Cold Cliffs, he definitely could not make two attacks that could be called a brilliant and magnificent performance.
Cold Cliffs's body swayed like a dark shadow, shuttling back and forth in the crowd that was closing in on him. He avoided falling into the encirclement, because that would definitely cause his death to come too quickly. He already did not plan to live past tonight, his only goal was to pull more people from the Northern Emperor Sect to die with him!
A sharp sound that tore through the air, Cold Cliffs who had been shuttling back and forth under the cover of the night attacked for the third time. A Northern Emperor Sect expert who had just waved his hand, had his neck directly cut in half. His eyeballs bulged out as if he had seen a ghost. Cold Cliffs's dark shadow, however, hid in the chaotic crowd in the night at an inconceivable speed, mysteriously disappearing from sight …
He either hid, or once he attacked, he would definitely hit. He was not the kind of warrior that was good at tangling, but rather, he hid in the dark, waiting for an opportunity. Once he found it, he would instantly explode. His attack would definitely hit, and if he hit, he would definitely die! What he possessed was not a battle technique, but a killing technique.
"Bang!" Cold Cliffs's shoulders were forcefully hit twice, causing his consciousness to momentarily go blank. However, he followed the tilt of his body and attacked from an inconceivable angle, consecutively slicing through the chest and abdomen of two people, bringing about two puffs of blood mist and a series of screams. Following that, his body lowered, once again hiding in the dark, no one knew where he was going.
"Whoosh …" Another puff of blood mist flew up, splashing onto the clothes of several people. Other than Yan Cang, the other three Heaven-rank experts could no longer maintain their silence. Looking at each other, they floated up and rushed towards Cold Cliffs. In a short period of time, they already knew the price of underestimating this person.
Seeing the three men joining the fray, the fear in Ping 'er's heart intensified. Her eyes scanned the chaotic crowd, searching for the black figure that was drifting about. It was the black figure that had caused the North Thearch Sect's men to feel dizzy and disoriented. She was always able to pinpoint his exact location. It was a subtle feeling that kept her focused on him.
With the three Heaven-rank experts joining the fray, it was as if three huge mountains were pressing down on Cold Cliffs. They had indeed underestimated Leng Ya … Back then, Yan Zheng had merely used a single strike to completely defeat Leng Ya. It was inevitable for them to form an evaluation of 'he is only so-so' when they saw him. At this moment, they could not help but deeply doubt whether elder Yan Zheng had really defeated him with a single strike.
If Cold Cliffs were to face off against three Heaven-rank experts alone, the pressure he would feel would be much heavier than the situation he was in now. The dozens of people surrounding him became the best cover for him to conceal himself. His figure weaved in and out of the crowd, his body was like a ghost, suddenly exploding at the opportune moment, bringing with it a rain of blood. He did not stop moving for even a second. Whenever he fought with someone, he would leave immediately, never tangling with them. Once he attacked, every attack would hit its target. In a flash, he would appear several feet away like a ghost. The three Heaven-rank experts closed in on him again and again, but never once did they manage to touch the corner of his clothes.
Yan Cang's eyes were like an eagle's, staring at Cold Cliffs's constantly moving silhouette. Behind him, four old men around the age of sixty had appeared without him noticing. All of them had calm expressions, and they turned a blind eye to the corpses that had fallen to the ground amidst the bloody mist. They did not have any intention of interfering, and their old eyes flickered with heartfelt admiration.
"Did Yan Zheng really defeat him in one move?" One of the elders lowered his eyebrows and asked.
"Hehe, the rumors are true. Young Master also said so. I can only say that Yan Zheng was extraordinarily lucky to be able to defeat him. "Another elder chuckled.
"This old man really can't bear to destroy such a person. If he could join our Northern Emperor Sect, hehe … "
"He is from the Evil Sect. Moreover, with such vigor and eyes, once he is loyal to a master, he will pledge his life to follow him and never betray him."
Yan Cang turned around and said to the four elders, "In terms of strength, this person has barely reached the low tier of Heaven-rank. He is far weaker than us. However, his speed and explosive power are shocking. His attacks are ruthless and his reflexes are sharp. I have never seen anyone like him before. With all these combined … this is a peerless weapon that exists to kill."
"It's a pity that this weapon already has an owner. It will never belong to anyone else." One of the elders said with a regretful tone.
"Since that is the case, no matter how regretful it is, we can only destroy it."
"Although he looks like he is still at ease, his concentration and spirit are still highly strained. In addition, his strength is relatively shallow. He is not suitable for a long battle. His stamina and energy are quickly being consumed. He should not be able to hold on for long."
The five of them looked at Cold Cliffs at the same time. Although it was not obvious, his movements did show a slight delay compared to before. The frequency of his attacks was also slightly lower. However, his fighting spirit did not diminish at all. His eyes were still filled with killing intent. It was as cold and silent as it was at the beginning. There was not a single ripple in his eyes.
In their hearts, they could not help but exclaim in admiration again.
"Letting him live until now can be considered as being extremely benevolent. After all, he is from the Evil Sect. Let's do it. "The elder in the middle said.
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