Hearing Die Yunyu's words, Yi Feng was a little worried about Qin Yi. Although Qin Yi was responsible for the Sovereign essence pill, she wasn't a Sovereign. Furthermore, there were Sovereigns in the mainland. Under such circumstances, there were many existences that could threaten Qin Yi.
After a short moment with Die Yunyu, Yi Feng started to deal with some matters in Sin City. He met Xia Zhimeng, who had come to Sin City, and saw that she didn't seem to be out of place. On the third day, Yi Feng got up and left Sin City.
However, Yi Feng still felt sorry for Zi Yin and Die Yunyu. Without Yao Yu, Yi Feng could only ask the old man to help take care of Sin City. Although the old man didn't like this kind of secular world, he knew that Sin City couldn't lack a Sage Level master. He knew that after Yi Feng became the Young Lord, he wouldn't have much free time in the future.
Furthermore, Yi Feng was going to the frontlines this time. The old man liked Qin Yi very much. If Yi Feng was an emperor, Qin Yi had all the qualities of a harem master. Whether it was her character or her ability, she was qualified to be Yi Feng's harem master.
In comparison, although the other women weren't bad, they were still inferior to Qin Yi. Even Die Yunyu, who was born in the palace, was inferior to Qin Yi. It wasn't that Die Yunyu wasn't outstanding enough, but under the halo of Qin Yi, Die Yunyu lacked the imposing aura. Without a doubt, without Qin Yi, Die Yunyu was the most suitable existence.
After dealing with the matters in Sin City, Yi Feng rushed to the frontlines where Qin Yi was three days later.
He sped along the way and arrived at a vast plain that stretched as far as the eye could see. On the plains, there was a military camp. Although Sage Sect and Fairyland were not empires, they were stricter than the military.
Yi Feng looked at the tightly guarded army of martial artists and felt some admiration for Qin Yi. It was no wonder that Elder Zhao had temporarily given the Holy Leader Token to her since she was able to put everything in order.
When Yi Feng rushed to the front line, he did not see Qin Yi. However, there were tens of thousands of people fighting at the front line.
The battle between ten thousand people shook the heavens and the earth, and the sounds of killing filled the air. However, this was not enough to attract the attention of Qin Yi and other big shots.
Yi Feng hid in a corner, watching as the two sides faced off against each other. Stimulated by the screams and blood, they attacked each other in a frenzy. Compared to the secular soldiers, these martial artists who weren't weak were clearly in a more tragic state.
In the void, two leading Sages were fighting. Yi Feng looked at the two Saints who were almost evenly matched. After thinking for a while, he flashed forward. The Immortal-killing Sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the Saint.
Since the two sides had shed all pretense of cordiality, he might as well kill another Saint. Yi Feng was happy to do something that could make the other party feel distressed.
He was just a Saint, so he was naturally no match for Yi Feng. In his frightened eyes, Yi Feng chopped his arm with his sword. When his arm was cut off and blood spurted out, the Saint also wanted to escape in fear.
However, Yi Feng, who had the intention to kill, would not let the other party escape. He used teleportation and slashed at him again.
With Yi Feng's strength, which was comparable to a big shot, how could a Saint resist? When Yi Feng slashed at him, his whole body was cut in half. His soul shot out and tried to escape. Yi Feng caught him.
Looking at this soul body, Yi Feng's eyes were filled with joy. This Saint was of the wood attribute, which was just right for Geezer to devour.
After killing the Saint, Yi Feng looked at the people of the Immortal Realm Alliance in the void. Without thinking, he used the Thunderbolt Sun-Splitting Sword. Under the Thunderbolt Sun-Splitting Sword, tens of thousands of streams of fighting qi condensed in the void. These streams of fighting qi sped towards the martial artists of the Immortal Realm camp below.
Under Yi Feng's sword, the entire void was completely covered by sword shadows. This made the martial artists below look at the void in horror.
"Go …"
Under Yi Feng's shout, these sword shadows shot down from the sky like tens of thousands of swords descending from the sky.
When the sword shadows fell, there were screams in the void. One by one, the martial artists were cut in half by Yi Feng's sharp sword. The whole ground was covered in blood, emitting an extremely pungent smell of blood.
Under this sword, tens of thousands of martial artists were completely killed by Yi Feng.
The people of the Sage Sect looked at this scene in a daze. They looked at Yi Feng in the void, who was like a god, and were full of horror. Who would have thought that this young man would have such a strong murderous heart?
On the battlefield, it was rare for a Saint to massacre the other party like this. Most of them only killed the upper echelons, but they had yet to encounter a Sage Level Martial Saint who would attack a lower level martial artist.
Most importantly, judging from the power of killing tens of thousands of people with one sword, it was obvious that his strength was comparable to a big shot. Such a strong person wouldn't attack ordinary martial artists because of his status.
The people of the Sage Sect were slightly relieved. Fortunately, this person was on their side. If this shameless person was on the other side, they would be in danger.
The martial artist who had just fought with the Saint of the Immortal Realm didn't even have time to block Yi Feng's fierce attack. He was also stunned. He didn't expect that the person in front of him would be so swift and decisive.
Seeing that the Saint was stunned, Yi Feng said to him with a smile, "Why are you still in a daze? Withdraw your troops! "
The Saint recognized Yi Feng's identity. Hearing Yi Feng's words, he hurriedly replied, "Yes!" Yi Feng killed tens of thousands of people with one sword move. It was a little against the rules, but it was not a big deal. After all, Yi Feng had only made his move after killing the other party's Saint Stage experts and there were no more Saint Stage experts on the other side. Yi Feng didn't care about his face. What else could others say?
The Saint didn't attack ordinary people because he disdained them and felt that it was beneath his status. But Yi Feng didn't think it would affect his reputation, so everything was fine.
Seeing that the Saint withdrew his troops, Yi Feng didn't leave. He just stood there. Yi Feng knew that the sword move just now would naturally attract people.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for a martial artist to gallop out.
What surprised Yi Feng was that he was familiar with the Saint in front of him. It was the Saint of the Immortal Realm who was slapped by Mr. Zhao.
"What a coincidence! I see you again. "Yi Feng smiled faintly.
The Saint of the Immortal Realm looked at the martial artists who were bleeding on the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, "Don't you think it's shameless for a Saint to attack these martial artists?"
Yi Feng shrugged and said indifferently, "You two can besiege me, a Level Five martial artist. What's the big deal about killing tens of thousands of ordinary martial artists?"
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