How could Yan Li let go of such a good opportunity? The sword in his hand fell, and Feng Chengwu's head flew off. The latter didn't understand what had happened even at the moment of his death. It was as if the perfect sneak attack had turned his treasured artifact, which was armed to the teeth, into mere decorations.
"I only have one question," Feng Zhihua said calmly as if nothing had happened.
"What question?" Yan Li said.
"My conjecture is almost correct. Your Source Sea has already dried up, so how do you still have the strength to counterattack?" Feng Zhihua asked.
Yan Li said, "Why don't we answer each other's questions? You should know what I want to ask. "
Feng Zhihua said straightforwardly, "This brat has no ambition and is addicted to pleasure. He's not worthy of my assistance. I've wanted to kill him for a long time, but I couldn't find the right opportunity. Now that he's died by your hands, even if Big Brother blames him, he won't be able to pin it on me. "His seemingly honest face didn't show any shame.
The corner of Yan Li's mouth rose slightly, revealing a thought-provoking smile. "That's not necessarily true."
"What?" Feng Zhihua couldn't help but laugh. "Do you want to tell on me? Do you think Big Brother will believe you? "
Yan Li suddenly raised his head slightly and shouted towards the distant sky, "Lord Feng, the wind is strong up there. Why don't you come down and talk?"
Feng Zhihua's expression changed greatly. He turned around and fled. A pale gray sword light fell from the sky and chased after him. He hadn't entered the Divine Realm and wasn't a disciple of the Court Of Sword, so he couldn't control a sword. He estimated that he would be caught before he could escape more than a hundred steps. He unwillingly turned around and shouted, "Spare me, Big Brother! He was killed by that brat, it has nothing to do with me! That brat is not human. The manor treated him with the highest standards, but he repaid kindness with enmity. First he killed Yu 'er, then he destroyed the Dragon God Diagram, and then he killed Xiao Qi Nan Xing. Now even Wu' er … "
Before he could finish, he was cut in half by the sword light.
Feng Chi-nen descended from the sky. He didn't even look at Feng Zhihua's corpse. He reached out to retrieve his sword and coldly stared at Yan Li. "Is what he said true?"
"Sort of." Yan Li didn't want to explain. The pressure Chen Xi gave him was extremely strong, and it wasn't merely a suppression of their cultivations. It was even mixed with a type of overbearing will of supremacy in the Sword Dao.
In the Way of the Sword, those who could be called "great grandmasters" had all reached the realm of "wielding something heavy as though it were light". However, this realm was also divided into upper and lower levels. Because there was no corresponding cultivation method, it was not systematic and the boundary was vague.
"What a pity." Feng Chi-nen's body swayed, and he had already arrived in front of Yan Li. Without the slightest trace of smoke and fire, he thrust out his sword. A cold light burst forth from the tip of the sword.
Yan Li squinted his eyes, and saw a gap in the cold light. Without hesitation, he thrust out his Green Lotus Sword, and accurately parried his opponent's killing move. The two swords met in an instant, and the edge of the sword rubbed against the edge of the sword, making an ear-piercing metal sound.
Both sides retreated after the collision, and stood still several dozen feet away. Then, they both turned into afterimages and rushed towards each other. In the end, Feng Chi-nen's sword was faster. He was one step ahead of Yan Li, and he slashed down tyrannically. Yan Li was forced to raise his sword to block. The powerful slash made both of his feet directly sink into the ground, and both of his arms couldn't help but feel numb while trembling. Feng Chi-nen took advantage of this opportunity, and the fingers of his left hand formed a sword, pointing towards Yan Li's throat. Yan Li used all of his strength to deflect his body, twisting to the side to avoid being hit in the vitals. However, Feng Chi-nen's finger hit his sternum.
With a cracking sound, his body also flew out, falling dozens of feet away. He directly spat out a mouthful of demonic blood, which inevitably sprayed on his chest.
"Very good, I will let you die with dignity." Feng Chi-nen said coldly. A huge qi field began to gather around his body, and the star power within several miles gradually converged towards him.
Yan Li extracted a large amount of Zhen Qi from the Dragon God Ring, stood up, and said proudly, "Lord Feng is a lion, and I am not a sick cat. Who will be the winner, it is still unknown!" Just now, he could have used the Zero World, but facing a powerful sword artist like Feng Chi-nen, he had to win fair and square, and only then would his sword art reach a higher level.
But right at this moment, countless rays of sword light that were dazzling like an array of stars suddenly shot over from afar, and it drew their attention. Most of the sword lights landed on the battlefield, and only one of them flew towards the two people, and then landed beside Yan Li.
"Eldest Senior Brother?" Yan Li felt a familiar aura, and shouted in surprise.
"I've come late." Feng Jiu jumped down from the flying sword, and revealed a faint smile to Yan Li, then looked at the surrounding battlefield, and then looked at Wang Langtai, who had been turned into a human stick by Yan Li, and was left with his last breath. Finally, he looked at Feng Chi-nen. He vaguely remembered that he had not seen this middle-aged man with white hair in front of him for more than 20 years. This was his biological father, the man who had given him life, and the man who should have occupied a large part of his life. He had never asked Feng Chi-nen why he hated him so much just because of his hand disease. Could it be that the Sword God Villa's financial resources could not cure him? However, when he saw Feng Chengwu's body separated from his body, and the other party still had an indifferent look, he understood that his biological father did not have any feelings for them.
"Junior Brother, I have some personal grudges with him to solve," he said, looking straight at Feng Chi-nen.
Yan Li was about to tell the truth about the poisoning case to Feng Chi-nen, but when he saw Feng Jiu's determined and cold face, he suddenly understood why he concealed the truth about the poisoning case: to live on and bear all the sins, so that the deceased could rest in peace. When he saw the sound of thunder from the Ninth Heaven, he smiled, knowing that the truth was no longer important.
"Eldest Senior Brother, I think you will definitely need this." He took out the case with Feng Lin's sword from his Universe Ring, and handed it to Feng Jiu. Feng Jiu held it with the power of his Primordial Spirit. Although he did not know what it was, he vaguely felt that it was familiar. Before the battle, he had no time to take it out to take a look, and could only put it in his Universe Ring.
Feng Chi-nen did not stop Yan Li from leaving. Of course, even if he wanted to stop him, it would not be that easy, because Feng Jiu's Sword Realm was on par with his. The cold guy in front of him was his son, and he was the brother of Feng Lin, whom he loved the most. But so what? Everything in front of him was an enemy, and he only needed to use the sword in his hand to kill them all.
"Lin Lin was forced to die by you!" Feng Jiu said expressionlessly. This sentence had been buried in his heart for more than 20 years, but because of the relationship between the Sword God Villa and the Court Of Sword, he had never had the chance to say it out loud.
"B * stard, how dare you mention it to me?" Feng Chi-nen was furious. His emotions were unusually indifferent, and he did not care what the truth of the poisoning case was. Feng Lin's death was the only pain in his heart. As his anger rose, the already dark night was shrouded by an even darker layer of darkness. Then, from under his feet, a dark blue flame began to burn.
Sword Realm, Nirvana of Phoenix.
The battle for star power soon became white-hot. In the raging flame, a dark blue phoenix slowly rose.
A dark blue phoenix opened its beak and let out a resonant cry. Then, it swooped down. When Feng Chi-nen jumped onto its back, it charged at Feng Jiu. If this scene was seen by ordinary Godly State experts, they would probably be dumbfounded, because regardless of whether it was the Godly State or the Sword State, they were still used to assist the cultivator. Even if the True Energy was used, it would still possess the power of a supreme technique. When the supreme technique was used, it could move mountains and fill the seas.
However, Feng Chi-nen's Sword Realm had completely surpassed this category. He could directly control it, and it was no longer just an assistant. This meant that his Sword Realm had reached the highest level: he could integrate his True Name into the Sword Realm, and the two completely integrated to create a new form. Because it was integrated with his True Name, it was called the "Realm of Truth", or Dao Realm for short. Apart from the Immortals of the universe, the only one who had reached this level was Ji Wanfeng, the founding emperor of the Dragon Emperor Dynasty. The next most promising person was recognized by the three realms as Yan Shiyi.
The gap in the Sword Realm further occupied the space of the "Nineteen Frost Prefectures". Feng Jiu's armless long sleeves were filled with Vital Spirit. They swelled up and formed the shape of an arm. He held the Ninth Heaven Thunder and thrust his sword at Feng Chi-nen. The two sides collided in mid-air. The strength of the dark blue phoenix was extraordinary. If it weren't for the fact that Feng Jiu's Sword Realm still had a breath left and the Ninth Heaven Thunder had absorbed most of the force, his body would have been cut in half by the impact of the collision.
Feng Jiu felt a tightness and nausea in his chest as he retreated repeatedly. He actually retreated all the way to the outside of the flat ground. Behind him was another battlefield. He forcefully swallowed the blood in his mouth, endured the intense pain, and pounced at Feng Zhinian once more.
Yan Li was worried that he would become a hindrance, so he did not hide near the duel. Instead, he returned to the battlefield where the main forces were. Although the reinforcements from the Sky, Thunder, and Red Tribes had given the Court Of Sword a major advantage, the battle was still in a stalemate because the leaders of the three tribes were not present. The Sword God Villa's guards had just joined the sword-bearer's side. Moreover, there were two experts, Wang Fu and Wen Ruihong.
When Wang Fu saw Yan Li, he knew something was wrong. He immediately abandoned the opponent he was fighting and called Wen Ruihong to pounce on him.
Wen Ruihong's heart skipped a beat when she heard the call. If Yan Li started to fight, they would lose. Even if Yang Qiusheng won against Guan Shanhai, the Sword God Villa would have no one to use. How would he be able to control the Court Of Sword then? Killing Yan Li was the only way to break the stalemate. They immediately responded and surrounded Yan Li. "Little Yan, you've come to the wrong place! Feng Zhihua is really useless. He can't even kill a mere True Land Immortal! "
Yan Li shrugged. "I didn't fight with him. I don't know if he could kill me."
Wang Fu was shocked. "Didn't fight? Did he escape? "
Yan Li smiled. "He wanted to escape, but he couldn't outrun Feng Lord's sword. That's why he died."
Wang Fu's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up. He stomped his feet and said hatefully, "Could it be that he really attacked Feng Chengwu?"
Yan Li smiled. "Old man, you have sharp eyes. I knew this person was ambitious."
Wen Ruihong really wanted to whip his corpse. He actually revealed his true colors at such a crucial moment. Didn't he know that Feng Chi-nen was watching from the sky? Maybe he deliberately delayed his attack to wait for him.
PS: It was too late to get home last night. I've been writing this chapter since 8: 30 in the morning. I'm exhausted. I'll just write one chapter today. Sorry.
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