Wen Lanfeng had never dreamed of such a day. Since he stepped into the Cultivation World, he had been prepared to die a horrible death. However, he had never thought that the Wen Family wanted to kill him. Especially Wen Rui, who had no chance to step into the Soul Formation Stage without his strong support. Otherwise, Wen Rui would not be able to hurt him even if he had a little bit of defense. How could he vent his anger …?
Wen Lanfeng's face was full of grief and indignation. With two fingers, he broke the sword that had pierced through his chest. He swung his arm, and a cold glare shot out. It carried the force of thunder, and it was as fast as lightning. It was even faster than the person who attacked him, and with a bang, it struck Wen Rui's chest, causing a splash of blood …
"Puff!" Wen Rui spat out a mouthful of blood. The momentum of the broken sword was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest. When the cold light pierced through his chest, he was shocked and flew out by a huge force …
Yan Zhuixing turned into a shadow and rushed over almost at the same time as Wen Lanfeng's attack. Wen Lanfeng's murderous aura suddenly appeared like a whirlwind. He stared at Wen Rui who was sent flying and slapped the exposed half of the broken sword on his chest without turning his head. The flowing light shot out from his back with a spurting blood sword. The sound of wind and thunder rose again and violently shot toward Yan Zhuixing.
The sharp aura of the broken blade arrived in an instant, like a frosty blade sweeping over. Yan Zhuixing was shocked. Wen Lanfeng was indeed Wen Lanfeng. His cultivation was much higher than Bing Chengzi's. He was a little overconfident and overestimated himself. Just the power of the broken sword alone was not something he could withstand.
In a flash of thought, Yan Zhuixing's afterimage split into 3 phantasms like black smoke. The broken blade passed through the 3 phantasms almost at the moment when the 3 phantasms separated. It hit the Heart-cleansing Lake and made a huge splash. Yan Zhuixing was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Even though he had escaped this fatal blow, the sprayed blood was like a rainstorm and instantly covered the three wisps of black smoke that could not escape in time.
The crackling sounds were like beans being fried, causing the three wisps of black smoke to tremble like curtains. They were forcefully separated into three arcs that converged into a shape in the air. Yan Zhuixing looked a little embarrassed when he reappeared. His black robe was full of small holes and a few strands of black hair were scattered on the lake. This was just the appearance. His skin under the black robe was painful and numb as if being pricked by thousands of needles. If his demonic body was not strong, he would have been beaten into a sieve.
Yan Zhuixing clenched his fists in the air and the bones all over his body cracked. Black evil spirit instantly gushed out from his body and lingered around him. Yan Zhuixing, with his long hair fluttering in the wind, slowly raised his head. His cold gaze shifted from his own body to Wen Lanfeng. He said indifferently, "Senior Wen is indeed worthy of your reputation.
This was not a compliment. Yan Zhuixing thought that Wen Rui's sneak attack first and he would succeed with his demonic skills. But who knew that Wen Lanfeng was as immovable as a mountain. With just a raise of his hand, he immediately forced the two into an embarrassing situation. One of them was seriously injured …
Wen Rui was still struggling in the ruins of the wooden building that he had crashed into. However, he seemed to be injured too badly. He shook his dizzy head and could not stand up for a long time. Wen Lanfeng stared at him with a sorrowful expression on his face …
He allowed the blood to flow from his chest and back. The blood that flowed out formed strange patterns on his grey robe, giving the illusion that his robe had been torn apart.
No matter how much blood flowed, it could not drain the sorrow in his heart. He really could not think of any way that he had wronged Wen Rui. Wen Lanfeng pointed a finger at his chest and channeled his strength through his meridians, immediately stopping the bleeding on his chest and back. His long but somewhat bleak body suddenly turned around and stared at Yan Zhuixing angrily. "Ignorant junior, don't even think of leaving today. Leave your life here!"
Yan Zhuixing was waiting for him to turn around and look at him. He immediately grasped the opportunity and shouted in a deep voice, "Look at my Demon Eye!" His eyes suddenly glowed with a demonic red light and directly looked at Wen Lanfeng's stare.
Wen Lanfeng's expression slightly stiffened. But in the blink of an eye, his eyes suddenly glowed and he shouted angrily, "Crooked way, how dare you act wildly in front of me. Today, I must eliminate you, you scourge!"
His loud and clear voice was deafening, surging layer by layer. Yan Zhuixing showed a pained expression. The demonic red light in his eyes suddenly disappeared. With a flick of his long hair, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Wen Lanfeng's cultivation was profound and his Primordial Spirit was as strong as steel. It was not someone that Yan Zhuixing could cross levels to capture. As a result, he suffered a backlash and injured himself.
In fact, the Demonic Book had long warned that when facing an opponent with a certain level of cultivation, one should not use Demon Eye Ecstasy lightly. Otherwise, one could easily suffer a backlash. Within a certain level of cultivation, it could be used to cross levels because the Primordial Spirits in this level were relatively light and easy to capture. After this level, as the opponent's Primordial Spirit had stabilized, it could at most be used on people of the same level. The higher the level, the more stable the Primordial Spirit was, and the harder it was to control. In the end, one could only control people with a lower level of cultivation.
If one encountered a cultivator with attainments in the Primordial Spirit, one had to be extra careful even if their cultivation was lower. Otherwise, one might be controlled by the other party. This was the fatal weakness of Demon Eye Ecstasy. But then again, if one could control it regardless of the level of cultivation, the world would have long been the world of Demonic Cultivators.
It was not that Yan Zhuixing did not know this, but because of the improvement of his cultivation and the fact that he had injured Bing Chengzi with a punch, he was indeed a little overconfident. As a result, he suffered a loss in the hands of Wen Lanfeng. As the saying goes, there must be a gain for every loss. After suffering a loss, he would remember the lesson.
At this moment, a silver light suddenly flashed out from the storage bag on Wen Lanfeng's waist. The sword moved along with his finger. Wen Lanfeng waved his arm and pointed. The giant silver sword did not stop at all. With the momentum of a thunderbolt, it stirred up layers of almost substantial air waves and burst out.
In this blow, Wen Lanfeng did not hold back any strength. He wanted to kill Yan Zhuixing.
The monstrous momentum rushed like a cannon. The silver light in the middle shocked Yan Zhuixing, who was shaken. He immediately teleported to avoid it without thinking. However, just when he appeared hundreds of meters away, he could immediately hear the roar that broke through the air. Yan Zhuixing slightly tilted his head and was immediately scared out of his wits. The giant silver sword almost followed him at the same time. It was frighteningly fast, and he immediately teleported to avoid it …
Wen Lanfeng stood by the lake in a blood-stained gray robe. His eyes followed Yan Zhuixing who was dodging. He was completely determined to kill Yan Zhuixing. How could he easily escape?
The lake water beside the Heart-cleansing Lake suddenly rippled and was pushed away layer by layer. Each wave was higher than the previous one … Just when Wen Lanfeng's momentum soared and he wanted to fly to the sky to deal with Yan Zhuixing, there was a flapping sound in the ruins of the wooden building behind him. Wen Lanfeng suddenly turned back. He saw Wen Rui's eyes were about to crack. He coughed out mouthfuls of blood and seemed to be madly rushing over …
"Bastard …" Wen Lanfeng shouted angrily. He was immediately furious. He raised his palm with surging momentum wrapped in murderous intent. With Wen Rui's current weak body, he would probably immediately lose his life if he were to use this palm.
However, when Wen Lanfeng's eyes met Wen Rui's unprecedented tyrannical eyes, he immediately remembered the moment when Yan Zhuixing wanted to control him with the Magic Eye. He instantly understood why Wen Rui sneak attacked him.
He dodged sideways to avoid Wen Rui, who was knocked down, and pointed two fingers on Wen Rui's back. The finger strength easily penetrated Wen Rui's meridians, and Wen Rui immediately collapsed to the ground. At this moment, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air. Wen Lanfeng suddenly looked over and saw a flowing light get rid of the giant silver sword at an incredible speed …
"Want to run!" Wen Lanfeng snorted coldly. He had disappeared. He teleported three times in the air and instantly caught up with Yan Zhuixing. He waved his fist and directly punched, "Leave your life here!"
The strong wind blew wildly in the air with astonishing momentum. Yan Zhuixing looked back and was immediately scared out of his wits. Wen Lanfeng had already swung his fist in front of him with a face full of anger. At this time, Yan Zhuixing had no choice but to fight. He used all his cultivation and shouted, "Magic Fist!"
"Boom!" There was a loud sound in the air, and the airwave collapsed. Yan Zhuixing made a "puff" sound and spat out another mouthful of blood. He was directly thrown far away by the powerful impact. However, he could not care about anything at this time. The only priority was to escape. With the help of the powerful impact, he took advantage of the Magic Light Glimpse movement technique to the extreme and fled into the sky like a flowing light. He looked back from time to time, afraid that Wen Lanfeng would catch up again …
Wen Lanfeng stopped in the air and watched Yan Zhuixing escape. His eyes were filled with disbelief. The penetrating and explosive force contained in Yan Zhuixing's punch was so strong that Wen Lanfeng could not believe that the punch was made by Yan Zhuixing.
In fact, at this time, it was not that he did not want to chase Yan Zhuixing again, but the True Vitality in his body was extremely chaotic. He had a faint feeling that he could not condense it. It seemed that the power of Yan Zhuixing's punch was still reverberating in his body. At this time, the penetrating wound on his chest and back was gurgling blood again.
Unfortunately, Yan Zhuixing, who was busy running for his life, did not see this scene. Otherwise, he should be able to more or less see that Wen Lanfeng had almost lost the ability to fight at this time. If he could take the opportunity while he had not recovered, he would definitely be able to avenge the hatred of Ling Fang Valley!
After a long time, Wen Lanfeng, who stopped in the air, finally recovered. He pointed a finger at his chest and the bleeding on his chest and back was stopped again. At this time, Wen Lanfeng's face was a little pale, which was related to the excessive blood loss. However, with his cultivation, it was not fatal.
Staring at the direction where Yan Zhuixing disappeared, Wen Lanfeng shook his head slightly and sighed. He knew that he had missed the opportunity and it was useless to chase. As soon as he turned around, he saw a group of Wen family disciples flying over. These disciples who were cultivating in seclusion were obviously awakened by the movement of the fight and came out of seclusion.
Wen Lanfeng did not say a word and directly flew past them to the lakeside to carry Wen Rui back. The Wen family disciples who were so shocked that they forgot to salute took a long time to react. They looked at each other in disbelief. They actually saw the Elder Ancestor injured. It was really hard to believe that someone could injure the Elder Ancestor …
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