Chapter 1582
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Yi Feng looked at the Shalou Saint level expert and said to him, "You deal with the other one."
The Shalou Saint level expert nodded. Zhu Tian was just a beginner Saint level expert. He could deal with him with his strength. However, when he heard Yi Feng say that he would only take one arm, he felt that it was a pity.
"Let's end this quickly! Things will change if we delay! I'm afraid the people from the Immortal Land are coming. "The Shalou Saint level expert said to Yi Feng.
Yi Feng nodded and didn't talk nonsense. He locked his aura on Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng saw Yi Feng staring at him and snorted in his heart. He knew that he wasn't Yi Feng's opponent. However, it wasn't easy for Yi Feng to take one of his arms. Zhu Feng didn't want to lose to Yi Feng. As long as he could delay for a while, he would attract other martial artists.
Yi Feng naturally understood his opponent's thoughts. A trace of disdain flashed in the corner of his mouth. The Zhu Xian Sword appeared in his hand. The energy of mutual promotion and restraint rushed out and gathered on the Zhu Xian Sword. He swept it towards his opponent.
Yi Feng did not hold back at all. He gathered all the power in his body on the Zhu Xian sword as soon as he attacked. A silver-white line appeared in the void, carrying a heart-palpitating power as it flashed through the void like lightning.
Zhu Feng looked at the silver-white light at the tip of the Zhu Xian Sword. His expression changed. A weapon appeared in his hand. He poured all his strength into the sword and faced Yi Feng's Zhu Xian Sword.
Yi Feng sneered when he saw Zhu Feng's reaction. His sword did not slow down at all as he charged towards Zhu Feng. The silver light at the tip of his sword cut through the air, leaving behind a small black crack as it clashed with Zhu Feng's sword.
"Chi …"
The two swords collided. What made everyone's eyes widen was that Zhu Feng's weapon was like tofu in the hands of the Zhu Xian Sword. It was cut off by the Zhu Xian Sword.
Zhu Feng's sword couldn't stop Yi Feng for a moment. This scene shocked Zhu Feng. He quickly retreated, wanting to avoid Yi Feng's sword. He didn't expect that his sword, which gathered all his strength, couldn't stop Yi Feng for a moment.
Zhu Feng glanced at Yi Feng's sharp sword that could cut through iron into mud. Zhu Feng's first reaction was that it was a high-grade spiritual weapon. Zhu Feng didn't expect Yi Feng to have such a rare item. This made him lose the will to fight with Yi Feng. He quickly retreated.
Yi Feng sneered when he saw the other party's reaction. A pair of Dou Qi wings appeared on his back. Even a bigshot's speed was slightly slower than his, so how could he be afraid of a mere Rank 5?
"Teleport!"
. Yi Feng's figure disappeared and blocked Zhu Feng's path. He slashed his sword at Zhu Feng's arm.
Zhu Feng looked at the silver light coming at him. He was terrified. He gathered his strength and tried to block the silver light of the Zhu Xian Sword. However, how could the Zhu Xian Sword be so easy to block?
Yi Feng's sword broke through his opponent's strength and slashed at Zhu Feng's arm. An arm flew into the sky. At the same time, a column of blood shot up into the sky. It scattered and dyed the void red.
The immense pain caused Zhu Feng to fall into the void. His fingers continuously tapped his shoulder a few times, and only then did the gushing blood slow down.
Zhu Feng looked at his shoulder that had lost an arm. His eyes were full of fear. He couldn't accept this fact.
When the crowd below saw this scene, they were similarly shocked. The Bamboo Palace cultivators instantly lost the will to continue fighting. The Bamboo Palace's Old Ancestor was a grand Level Five expert. However, his arm had been chopped off in a single exchange. How could they fight?
The Saint level expert from the Slaughter Tower also stared at Yi Feng in shock. Disbelief filled his eyes as well. He had never thought that Yi Feng would end the battle so quickly. They had only clashed once, and he had already severed his opponent's arm.
The Shalou Saint-level martial artist didn't doubt that if it weren't for Yu Fei, this Rank Five expert would have fallen here today. It wouldn't be as simple as cutting off an arm.
"This generation's Evil Emperor is too terrifying. Has he reached the level of a big shot? Who else can deal with a Rank Five expert so quickly except for a big shot? " The Shalou Saint-level martial artist looked at Yi Feng. "Could it be that Yi Feng is already comparable to a big shot?"
Thinking of this possibility, the Shalou Saint-level martial artist felt a chill. When Yi Feng disappeared for four years and appeared on the mainland, although he was strong, he was only a Rank Four expert. However, it didn't take long for the news to spread that he had killed a Rank Five expert. The news didn't spread for long, but now he had the strength of a big shot. Was this cultivation speed something a human could have?
Thinking of this, the Shalou Saint-level martial artist's eyes were also full of splendor. If Yi Feng could take another step forward, wouldn't it mean that Holy City had another super expert?
Such a martial artist was a huge treasure trove. If Yi Feng could really become such an existence, their Holy City's chances of winning against people of the Immortal Realm would increase.
Similarly, when Tian Ni saw Yi Feng defeat a Rank Five expert with one sword, his cold face also changed. Although he knew that he couldn't compare to Yi Feng, such a gap still made him unable to control himself.
Yi Feng looked at the Rank Five expert whose arm was cut off and glanced at the other Bamboo Palace Saint-level martial artist. When Zhu Tian saw Yi Feng's gaze turn towards him, he didn't even think before leaving in a flash. A Rank Five expert wasn't a match for Yi Feng's sword, then he was even less of a match for Yi Feng. He didn't want to be killed by Yi Feng.
Shalou Saint-level saw him leave and was about to chase, but he was stopped by Yi Feng, "Don't waste time, it's just a Saint. If he escaped, then he escaped. It's no big deal."
Hearing Yi Feng's words, the Shalou Saint-level laughed bitterly, thinking that only you could say a Saint was weak. If it was someone else, how would they dare to look down on a Saint?
However, he had seen Yi Feng's strength. Although he was much higher in seniority than Yi Feng, he didn't dare to be arrogant. However, he didn't dare to take advantage of his seniority and hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Yi Feng looked at Zhu Feng and said faintly, "For the sake of Yu Fei, you can leave. After today, there will be no more Bamboo Palace. If you dare to build a Bamboo Palace again, this emperor will definitely kill you. "
Zhu Feng's eyes were gloomy. He glanced at Yi Feng and his shoulder that was still bleeding. He gritted his teeth and sped away.
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