"Chaos Heaven Wave!"
After activating the Heaven Mending Race bloodline, Beiming Hui's fighting power swelled, and a wave of his hand unleashed a dark and twisted wave of energy.
Zhao Feng took the initiative to meet it, his Primal Chaos Tribulation Lightning Sword swelling in power and doubling in size. Boom!
Bang!
Zhao Feng's sword slashed down, and after a few moments of stalemate, the chaotic wave of energy was cut apart.
This time, Zhao Feng used his Lightning Law to amplify the power of the Tribulation Lightning energy, making the Primal Chaos Tribulation Lightning Sword even more destructive.
"Lightning Law!?"
Beiming Hui was taken aback.
He hadn't expected that Zhao Feng would also comprehend a Lightning Law besides a Spacetime Law.
At this moment:
Thwish!
A silver-gray light suddenly flashed behind Beiming Hui as it launched a sneak attack.
"Seeking death!"
Beiming Hui's eyes chilled.
The Heaven Mending Race was extremely sensitive to all types of energy. Moreover, Beiming Hui was a Third Heaven God Lord, so he immediately sensed the little thieving cat's sneak attack.
Bzzzz!
Primal Chaos energy surged behind Beiming Hui, forming a thick and gloomy wall.
The little thieving cat would find it very difficult to break through the defenses of a Third Heaven God Lord.
But at this moment, the little thieving cat's body turned pitch-black and then split into four streams of light that circled around the Primal Chaos wall.
These four streams of light had extremely hidden auras, and they were all identical, making it difficult for Beiming Hui to distinguish them.
"A secret bloodline art of the Dark Shadow Race!"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled.
In the war between the Spiritual Race and Blazing Gold Race, Zhao Feng had fought with the Dark Shadow Race's Ancient God Shadow Death. Later on, when they fought on Shadowstream Peak, he had mostly used the Dark Shadow Race's combat skills.
Plush!
The four streams of light transformed into four black little thieving cats, each of which formed a pitch-black blade that slashed at Beiming Hui's body.
In close combat, the Dark Shadow Race's attack was extremely terrifying, and it instantly descended.
Hiss …!
Beiming Hui screamed as four wounds appeared on his body that were extremely difficult to heal.
Zhao Feng's left eye focused as he stared at Beiming Hui's wound. He was a bit surprised. "The bloodline power of the Destruction Dragon Race!"
This was the first time he had seen the little thieving cat use the bloodline power of one of the top ten ancient races. Perhaps it was because of the Black Destruction Dragon's influence. After all, the two often spent time together.
Although this power was similar to that of the Annihilation Dragons, it was not complete, but it was already very rare.
"This Heaven's Legacy Cat actually …"
Beiming Hui was extremely shocked.
Ordinary Heaven's Legacy Cats only had the bloodline of the Heaven's Legacy Race, but they weren't very strong.
As for the Heaven's Legacy Cats used for the Ancient Race Duplication Plan, they either failed and died, or they obtained the Ancient Race bloodline.
However, the cat before him was using the power of another Primordial Bloodline. What was going on?
Xiu!
Zhao Feng seized the opportunity and rushed forward, waving the Chaotic Thunder Tribulation Sword to launch a fierce attack.
Boom! Bang!
The clash of Chaotic Energies caused the entire space to tremble slightly.
The little thieving cat's sneak attack had affected Beiming Hui, and with the perceptive abilities of Zhao Feng's God's Spiritual Eye, Zhao Feng was able to nullify Beiming Hui's attacks and see through his defensive techniques, injuring him once more.
"Die!"
Beiming Hui roared, and a dark fragment suddenly appeared in his hand.
As he gripped this fragment, the power and quality of Beiming Hui's Primordial Chaos energy instantly rose to a whole new level, exuding an immense pressure.
"Ancestral Artifact fragment!"
Zhao Feng was alarmed.
What Beiming Hui had taken out was probably no ordinary Ancestral Artifact fragment, but a fragment of the Heaven Mending Race's Ancestral Artifact.
"Chaos Heaven Shattering Slash!"
Beiming Hui slashed the Ancestral Artifact fragment, unleashing a shockwave of Primordial Chaos energy.
This massive Primordial Chaos energy wave swept up all the energy in the world and hurtled toward Zhao Feng.
After taking out the Ancestral Artifact fragment, Beiming Hui's Primordial Chaos energy attack was probably slightly stronger than Zhao Feng's.
"Since that's the case, I'll let you experience the power of the Dream God Eye!"
Zhao Feng was unhurried. The Primordial Chaos energy and Tribulation Lightning energy in his left eye began to ripple and twist together.
"Primordial Chaos Lightning Sword!"
Suddenly, a sword of dark lightning shot out of Zhao Feng's left eye.
Thwish!
It was like a dark and heavy sword of lightning had shot forward, piercing through all.
"He combined Primordial Chaos energy and Tribulation Lightning energy into an eye-bloodline technique?"
Beiming Hui was stunned.
The Ancestral Artifact fragment in his hand was used to amplify Primordial Chaos energy.
Meanwhile, Zhao Feng was using the Ninth God Eye to amplify the power of his Primordial Chaos energy.
Bang!
The dark lightning struck the Primordial Chaos energy wave, causing the world to fall into chaos and make it impossible to see what was going on.
But Zhao Feng's left eye could see through all and see what was going on at the very center.
The dark lightning sword had pierced a hole in the Primordial Chaos energy wave.
The Primordial Chaos Lightning Sword immediately pierced through.
"The attack of the Primordial Chaos Lightning Sword is even more concentrated!"
Zhao Feng faintly smiled.
In terms of destructive power, the Primordial Chaos Lightning Sword might not be able to compare to Beiming Hui's attack, but the more concentrated the Primordial Chaos Lightning Sword's power was, the greater its penetrative and explosive power.
"No …!"
Beiming Hui cried out in alarm.
His powerful attack with the Ancestral Artifact fragment had still been countered by Zhao Feng.
Thwish!
In a flash of lightning, a hole appeared in Beiming Hui's chest, blood spurting out.
The eye-bloodline technique version of the Primordial Chaos Lightning Sword also dealt enormous damage to the soul, causing Beiming Hui's soul to momentarily become numb and confused.
At the same time, Zhao Feng charged at Beiming Hui, several sword slashes descending.
Boom! Bang!
Crash! Beiming Hui raised his palm, sending out a massive wave of Primordial Chaos energy to block Zhao Feng's attacks.
"Dreamification!"
Zhao Feng used his Dream Origin eye-bloodline technique.
Origin energy surged in his left eye, creating layers of dreamy mist that seeped into the world.
In a flash, with Zhao Feng at the center, everything in the world was covered in a layer of dreamy light.
"Die!"
Zhao Feng once more attacked Beiming Hui.
This time, the weakening of Dreamification caused Beiming Hui's condition to drop, and his defenses to shatter.
Kacrack!
A bolt of Primordial Chaos Tribulation Lightning energy slammed into Beiming Hui's chest.
He flew backward, vomiting a mouthful of blood.
"The Ninth God Eye's ability!"
Beiming Hui sensed the dazzling world around him, but his own condition was extremely low. He felt an inexplicable unease.
Thwish!
Beiming Hui suddenly began to retreat.
He had seen Zhao Feng's Dreamification several times, so he had a certain understanding of it.
He was heavily injured. If he continued to fight with Zhao Feng while under the influence of Dreamification, it would be extremely dangerous.
Thus, Beiming Hui chose to temporarily retreat and stall for time.
He was confident that Zhao Feng would not be able to maintain Dreamification forever.
But to Beiming Hui's surprise, when he turned to retreat, Zhao Feng did not pursue him.
Thwish!
Zhao Feng suddenly turned and charged at the three Palace Kings, God Lord Tyrant Dragon, God Lord Heavenly Solitude, and the black-skinned woman.
Their goal was to escape, not to kill each other. Since Beiming Hui had chosen to retreat, Zhao Feng naturally would not pursue him.
Moreover, Beiming Hui was a Third Heaven, and his Heaven Mending Race bloodline was also skilled in defense. Killing him would be even more difficult than killing Yu Liuping.
Boom! Bang!
Crash! Zhao Feng's three clones worked with Xin Wuheng in an intense battle against the three Palace Kings.
Although the battle was in a stalemate, Zhao Feng was already feeling pretty good. After all, his three clones were all below Second Heaven.
"I'll kill you first!"
Zhao Feng's eyes locked onto God Lord Heavenly Solitude.
Of the three, God Lord Heavenly Solitude was the one Zhao Feng was most familiar with, and the weakest was also God Lord Heavenly Solitude.
Thwish!
Zhao Feng transformed into a streak of silver light that rapidly approached God Lord Heavenly Solitude.
"What?"
God Lord Heavenly Solitude was flabbergasted. Zhao Feng had actually defeated Divine Emissary Beiming Hui!
The danger of death engulfed God Lord Heavenly Solitude's mind, but he was not in the mood to be shocked.
"Death Vortex!"
God Lord Heavenly Solitude activated his Eye of Death, unleashing a massive black vortex that was suffused with a Death Law that pushed everything toward death.
But in the face of absolute power, even death had to retreat. Boom!
Bang!
A Primal Chaos Tribulation Lightning slash blasted apart the Death Vortex and continued onward.
God Lord Heavenly Solitude's body trembled in fear as he fled.
But this slash was too fast for God Lord Heavenly Solitude to dodge.
Kacrack!
The Primal Chaos Tribulation Lightning slash descended, cutting off God Lord Heavenly Solitude's right arm. The intense pain caused him to howl in pain.
"This attack will take your dog life!"
Before God Lord Heavenly Solitude could recover, Zhao Feng's chilling voice resounded through the air.
At the same time, an even more powerful Primal Chaos Tribulation Lightning sword howled forward.
Bang!
God Lord Heavenly Solitude's body exploded, obliterated by the boundless Primal Chaos and Tribulation Lightning energy.
The entire process took less than two seconds.
"Zhao Feng, stop!"
Beiming Hui angrily roared as he charged forward.
"Primal Chaos Lightning Sword!"
Zhao Feng activated his left eye, firing off a sword of dark lightning.
Beiming Hui shivered and immediately dodged.
Kaploosh!
Alas, the Primal Chaos Lightning Sword was too fast, and it pierced through his right shoulder.
The Primal Chaos Lightning Sword was not only fast, it was also incredibly powerful. Beiming Hui's injuries worsened, and he began to feel apprehensive.
"It's your turn to die!"
Zhao Feng's gaze fell on the nearby God Lord Tyrant Dragon.
"No … save me, Lord Divine Emissary!"
He had just watched as God Lord Heavenly Solitude was killed by Zhao Feng, and now that he was being targeted by Zhao Feng, God Lord Tyrant Dragon's heart trembled in fear and he immediately sought help from Beiming Hui.
Beiming Hui's face contorted in pain.
"Zhao Feng, you dare …!"
Beiming Hui angrily rebuked as he activated the Ancestral Artifact fragment to attack Zhao Feng.
He didn't dare to get close to Zhao Feng at this time, but long-range attacks were still possible to interfere with Zhao Feng.
"Primal Chaos Lightning Vortex!"
Zhao Feng circulated his Primal Chaos energy and Tribulation Lightning energy, creating a pitch-black Primal Chaos Lightning Vortex.
Boom! Bang!
Crash! Beiming Hui's powerful attack rumbled forward, but Zhao Feng's defensive skill was enough to block it.
In the distance, God Lord Tyrant Dragon breathed a small sigh of relief.
But at this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed out of the Lightning Vortex.
"That's …!"
God Lord Tyrant Dragon stared at this bolt of lightning and realized that there was a dark and twisted sword of lightning within it.
Wasn't this the Primal Chaos Lightning Sword that had pierced through Beiming Hui's shoulder?
Plush!
By the time God Lord Tyrant Dragon realized this, the Primal Chaos Lightning Sword had pierced through his head.
Bang! God Lord Tyrant Dragon's body exploded, black flames madly pouring out. One could sense that God Lord Tyrant Dragon was on the verge of death.
If not for the fact that he had the 9th ranked Destruction Dragon Body of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races, God Lord Tyrant Dragon would have been instantly killed by Zhao Feng.
Thwish!
Xin Wuheng used this chance to charge out, his massive Five Elements Palm crushing down and obliterating the black flames.
At this point, two of the three Palace Kings had been killed, and the remaining dark-skinned woman was panic-stricken and at a loss for what to do.
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