Yue Qianchou stared at the sky and said with a frown, "What is Yin Baikang doing? Does he want to destroy the treasure that he built with his own hands? "
"He is using teleportation to attack." Nongzhu sighed and said, "The strength gap between the two sides is too big. Only by constantly teleporting can he barely maintain his attacking posture. Otherwise … as you have seen before, he is not an opponent of the same level at all. In a head-on fight, he can't even resist one blow from his opponent."
"Could a Soul Formation Final Stage expert be able to teleport indefinitely?" Yue Qianchou was puzzled.
"He can't. That's why he ignited his cultivation and forced himself to use it. When he stops, he will be … Sigh! "Nong Zhu shook her head," It seems like this move is useless against him. The difference in strength is too big. Could he really be an immortal from the Immortal World? "
Yue Qianchou was speechless. He couldn't answer this question either.
In the sky, the endless sword energy gradually decreased. The attacks that were as dense as rain were showing signs of weakening. The green spikes in Lü Mei's hands easily broke the incoming sword energy. Then, he cackled, "I thought you were more capable than I thought! So this is all you've got. What? You can't hold on anymore? Useless! "
What answered him was the sudden appearance of a figure, wielding a sword with both hands and slashing at his head. Lü Mei casually waved his green thorn and easily destroyed it. He clicked his tongue and said, "Can't even withstand a single blow. Really can't withstand a single blow!"
After a few fruitless attacks, Yin Baikang stopped. He floated in the air and panted heavily. His eyes were lifeless as he stared at Lü Mei. His black robe had been dyed dark red by blood. Drops of blood dripped from the tips of his feet. His face was pale, comparable to Lü Mei's.
The group of Soul Formation Stage lords stared at the sky in silence. They all knew that Yin Baikang was finished.
"Don't have the strength to spin anymore?" Lü Mei laughed, "If that's the case, I won't play with you anymore. Boring!" As soon as he finished speaking, he shot his green thorn at Yin Baikang's chest. It was fast and silent. A beautiful green light flashed.
Suddenly, Yin Baikang, who seemed to have lost the ability to retaliate, suddenly disappeared. Green Thorn pounced on empty air.
Green Eyebrow's pupils constricted. A streak of light suddenly appeared on his left. It was as dazzling as the Milky Way, and it was like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky. It was incredibly fast and almost reached his neck in the blink of an eye.
This was the fastest sword strike Yin Baikang had ever unleashed in his entire life. His lifetime of cultivation and comprehension were all condensed into this single strike. It was soundless, yet it contained a powerful destructive power. He was prepared to finish the battle in one fell swoop. Even if he couldn't kill all of them, he had to teach them a lesson.
The group of Spirit Severing Stage experts below suddenly became spirited. So it turned out that Yin Baikang was still hiding a trump card, purposely acting weak to make the opponent careless. As long as the opponent's reaction was even the slightest bit careless, it would be very difficult for them to escape this sword.
At the very least, none of them believed that they would be able to dodge this sword strike. This was a sword strike that Yin Baikang had ignited his cultivation base. Even Wen Lanfeng, who had been silent all this while, had a trace of amazement in his eyes, or perhaps it was more appropriate to describe it as shock …
However, it was this stunning strike that missed. It had clearly struck the opponent's throat, but it turned out that it had struck an afterimage. Yin Baikang's body froze in the air. The God of Wealth Sword that had followed him for many years shot into the distant horizon …
After it left his hand, the silver streak of light brought with it the sound of thunder and wind as it disappeared into the distance. Its final destination was unknown. Who knew if it would be fated to continue its fate with its master in the future …
Green Eyebrow stood behind Yin Baikang. A green thorn in her hand had pierced through Yin Baikang's back, through his chest, and pierced through his heart. A section of the green thorn protruded from his chest, and beads of blood dripped down. Yin Baikang's pupils gradually dilated and lost their luster …
"Master …" On the God of Wealth Peak, Sikong Jue and Jing Yuankong cried out involuntarily. The disciples of the World Commerce Association emerged one by one and looked at the scene in the sky in a daze. Sorrowful expressions emerged on their faces as they silently muttered in their hearts … The era of the World Commerce Association is over!
The group of Soul Formation experts looked up at the sky, and they all had expressions of sympathy on their faces. Nong Zhu and Yue Qianchou looked at each other. No one could have imagined that the high-spirited Yin Baikang who was preparing for the Cornucopia Gathering would be finished just like that …
"Old ghost, you're still lacking if you want to scheme against me. Don't you know how to act a little better? Your biggest flaw is that you can still float in the air. "Green Eyebrow's mouth was close to Yin Baikang's ear as he laughed sinisterly.
Suddenly, Yin Baikang's dilated pupils shrank and a trace of a desolate smile flashed across his face. His hands suddenly hugged the person behind him tightly. The smile on Green Eyebrow's face froze as he cried out in surprise, "Old thing, you …"
"Boom …" An earth-shattering explosion drowned out Green Eyebrow's cry. A bright light exploded in the sky, and the air in this area seemed to be scared away in an instant …
"En!" Nong Zhu let out a fierce snort as the protective aura she released was instantly blasted apart by the powerful explosive airflow. Fortunately, Zi Yi's reaction speed was not slow. Almost at the same time when Nong Zhu's protective aura was blasted apart, her protective aura came up again. Fortunately, although Nong Zhu's protective aura was blasted apart, it was enough to offset the remaining power of the explosion. If it wasn't for Zi Yi's protective aura, the four of them would have been covered in dust.
Among the group of Spirit Severing experts below, except for a few Spirit Severing experts in the late stage, everyone else's protective aura was blasted apart. However, it was not a big deal. After all, the experts who could become lords of a territory all had similar cultivation as Nong Zhu. However, they did not have Zi Yi by their side, so they were all covered in dust.
However, no one cared about this now. They all stared at the sky dumbfoundedly. Unfortunately, the dust was everywhere and no one had the ability to see through it.
No one would have thought that Yin Baikang's trump card actually had a hidden move behind it. He had stored a large amount of True Essence to self-destruct his dantian. A late stage Spirit Severing expert was indeed a late stage Spirit Severing expert. After consuming a large amount of True Essence, he still had such a powerful self-destruct ability.
Fortunately, the True Essence in Yin Baikang's body had already been greatly consumed. Otherwise, the self-destruction of a late stage Spirit Severing expert would not be a joke. It was estimated that many mid stage Spirit Severing experts would more or less suffer some injuries. While everyone was feeling emotional, they were all guessing what happened to the green-robed man. Guessing was just guessing. No one went up to check.
Pei Fang, who was inside the protective aura, had a twitch on his chubby face. He muttered absentmindedly, "Didn't you promise me to settle the score in your next life? You've already self-destructed. You don't even have the chance to reincarnate. What next life are you talking about! Yin Baikang! Yin Baikang! You are indeed worthy of your title as an old fox. Even when you're f * cking committing suicide, you still have a hidden move. I admire you. "
Everyone knew that this time, Yin Baikang was really dead. He was completely dead. It was estimated that not even a piece of him could be found. Another one of the top ten experts in the cultivation world had fallen …
The dust gradually dispersed …
At this moment, the God of Wealth Peak behind everyone suddenly let out a loud rumble. The ground shook continuously. Everyone turned their heads to look. It turned out that due to the impact of the explosion, half of the God of Wealth Peak had collapsed from top to bottom. There was still half of it standing there. It was an indescribably strange sight. The 'Hall of Wealth' on top was still there. There was also that ancient pine tree … This was all thanks to Sikong Jue and Jing Yuankong's combined efforts. It was as if they had risked their lives to keep these two items on the God of Wealth Peak!
As if sensing the disappearance of its owner, even the God of Wealth Peak was crying in a collapsing manner …
With Yin Baikang's death, it was unknown whether the enormous World Commerce that he had single-handedly founded would continue to exist in the cultivation world …
With Yin Baikang's death, it was unknown whether Cornucopia would be rebuilt and restored to its former glory …
Although the dilapidated God of Wealth Peak still stood tall, the black-robed old man who had stood under the pine tree for over a thousand years and often stroked the rough tree trunk while gazing at the sea of clouds would no longer appear …
Many people present would remember the voice and appearance of this old fox who would rather die than submit because of this self-destruction …
Yue Qianchou let out a light sigh. He didn't know what to say. Actually, Yin Baikang's death was beneficial to him. At least no one would pursue the relationship between him and the elixir. However, why did he feel that Yin Baikang's death was a little hard to accept? Was it too sudden? It was hard to explain …
"Hehe … Old ghost, you think you can scheme against me like this? You're really an ant trying to shake a tree. You overestimate yourself. "
A sharp and sinister laughter came from the sky, causing everyone to turn pale with fright. They saw a transparent green ball floating in the sky where the dust had dispersed. The green-robed man was standing inside, safe and sound. That green ball was obviously something similar to a protective aura. It actually blocked Yin Baikang's self-destruction.
Too strong! Everyone had this thought. They didn't expect that Yin Baikang's self-destruction wouldn't injure him in the slightest. He was really too strong.
The green ball disappeared, and Green Eyebrows landed on the ground in a flash. With his hands behind his back, he looked at everyone indifferently, as if he was looking at a group of ants. His gaze suddenly landed on Pei Fang, whose body was very conspicuous. He stretched out his hand and beckoned with his finger, "You, come out, I have something to ask you."
A trace of panic flashed across Pei Fang's face. He wasn't necessarily stronger than Yin Baikang. Thus, he tried his best to shrink his body, trying to shrink as much as possible. Then, he pretended to look around, as if he didn't know who he was calling. However, everyone's gaze was fixed on him …
"Little fatty, I'm talking about you!" Green Eyebrows proudly pointed at Pei Fang and said.
Pei Fang knew that he couldn't hide anymore. If he knew that this matter would involve him, he wouldn't have stayed and watched the show. He squeezed out a smile on his fat face and walked out. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm Pei Fang. What orders do you have for me?"
"Don't be afraid." Green Eyebrows casually waved his hand. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of someone trembling in front of him. He was in a good mood as he said to Pei Fang, "Fatty Pei, let me ask …"
"Oh! How did you know that my nickname is Fatty Pei? "Pei Fang curiously tried to establish a relationship.
"Uh …" Green Eyebrows was stunned. His expression returned to normal as he said, "Nonsense! Your surname is Pei, and you're a fatty. If I don't call you Fatty Pei, what should I call you? "
Pei Fang didn't seem to realize that he was being scolded. Instead, he revealed an almost exaggerated expression of reverence and said in a flattering manner, "You are indeed an expert. You can even think of such a question. You really have a divine plan …"
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