Chapter 1139
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The Second Sorcerer God was furious. He did not expect Ye Qinghan to be so ruthless. He also did not expect Ye Qinghan to be able to snatch the sword with his bare hands and come out unscathed. This was impossible!
"He knows that I'm dealing with him? Otherwise, he wouldn't be so ruthless! Which Holy Land told him? "
The Second Sorcerer God stared at Ye Qinghan's back with a cold glint in his eyes.
Ye Qinghan's face was dull as if his Divine Power had been depleted. He left the enchantment in exhaustion. His right hand covered his left wrist as if he had been severely injured. His pale face was definitely not fake.
"He's injured. I was wondering who could snatch the Deity's sword with his bare hands and come out unscathed. It turns out that he used all his Divine Power to protect his left hand. Although there are no external injuries, his left hand is almost crippled and his Divine Power is depleted. It's not worth it for this point."
The Deities seemed to have seen through everything and could not help but laugh as they discussed. They all felt that Ye Qinghan did not have the strength to continue the battle and wished that they could meet him in the next round so that they could suppress him.
Ye Qinghan sneered in his heart. If he did not pretend to be injured, the people below would not dare to fight. Then, how could he injure the Deities?
The Second Sorcerer God ordered his men to bring Wu Zulong back to the inn to recuperate. Then, he sent a message to Ye Qinghan and asked coldly, "Are you going against the Sorcerer Tribe?"
Ye Qinghan's eyes glinted coldly as he said in a low voice, "You should know better than me who is going against whom first! If you don't want anyone to know, then don't do it. You've lived for so long, don't you know that you can't hide the truth? "
The Second Sorcerer God's eyes glinted coldly as he scanned the four Holy Lands, trying to find out who was the one who betrayed him. However, after a quick scan, he did not seem to be able to find any other hidden partners of Ye Qinghan.
The Serpent Serpent saw that the two of them were at loggerheads and guessed that it would not end peacefully. It could only shake its head and sigh.
Ye Qinghan saw the Second Sorcerer God's reaction and was even more certain that the Sorcerer Tribe was targeting the Sect. They wanted to expel the Sect! He couldn't help but feel annoyed, and his killing intent grew even stronger.
However, maintaining the transmogrification of the Great Wastelands Tablet required too much mental energy. Ye Qinghan was indeed exhausted at this moment. He immediately sat down on the ground and began to recover his mental energy.
The three matches ended quickly, and it was Ye Qinghan's turn to battle Feng Qingshen. This person was the inheritor of the Wind God, and his speed was the fastest. He could kill people from a thousand miles away, and in the blink of an eye, he could travel ten thousand miles away. He was one of the strongest opponents.
Ye Qinghan did not care. No matter how fast this person was, his lack of defense was still a weakness.
The Great Desolation Divine Robe protected his throat, and even his head was protected by a faint energy. As long as he could block Feng Qingshen's attack, Feng Qingshen would be doomed.
Ye Qinghan pretended to be weak and stepped towards the barrier.
Feng Qingshen's temperament was indeed impressive. He stood tall and straight, and his aura was invincible. He had never been defeated since the start of the battle. The Wind God's Blade in his hand was cold and threatening. It was stained with the blood of many Kings and Deities.
"My Wind God's Blade only drinks the blood of the strong. It has drunk the blood of three hundred Kings and killed three Deities. You will make it a legend!" Feng Qingshen said indifferently.
"My fist has killed countless people. You are just an ordinary person!" Ye Qinghan retorted with even more violence.
"Cut the crap. Your glory will end in my hands!"
Whoosh — —
Feng Qingshen's robe fluttered, and his figure disappeared. The entire barrier was filled with his afterimages. This speed was not only fast, it had reached a heaven-defying realm.
Ye Qinghan lowered his head and closed his eyes to sense Feng Qingshen's position. However, his speed was too fast. Even if he could sense Feng Qingshen's location, he couldn't catch him. The natural enemy of such an existence wasn't Ye Qinghan, but Emperor Ye. Her zither music could completely track Feng Qingshen's tracks.
Feng Qingshen was also observing Ye Qinghan. He saw that the latter's face was calm, and his hand was clenched. He was waiting for an opportunity to launch a thunderous attack.
Ye Qinghan still didn't open his eyes. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy attacks, I'll attack first!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
Feng Qingshen's probing Wind Blade swept past Ye Qinghan's back, but Ye Qinghan didn't move. He finally lost his patience and personally attacked Ye Qinghan's back.
Whoosh!
The Wind God's Blade was incomparably sharp. It cut through the spatial shackles like tofu and directly swept towards Ye Qinghan's neck.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan raised his blade and slashed backwards. His speed was as fast as lightning. The defense on his right waist was weak, and Feng Qingshen seized the opportunity. His speed was extremely fast, and he slashed across the top of Crazy Zhong.
Puchi — — —
The Wind God's Blade quickly pierced through the outer layer of the golden armor. Ye Qinghan borrowed the force of the impact to fly backwards. He crashed into the ground while spurting out blood as if he had suffered a serious injury.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Feng Qingshen felt that he had already touched Ye Qinghan's skin. He believed that Ye Qinghan must have been injured. He immediately gained the upper hand and attacked Ye Qinghan crazily.
Ye Qinghan raised his blade and slashed wildly. He hit the Wind God's Blade squarely and borrowed the force of the impact to fly backwards once again. From the outside, he looked extremely miserable. However, only he knew that everything was going according to his plan.
Showing weakness to the enemy!
Feng Qingshen was looking forward to killing Ye Qinghan and displaying the might of the Wind God.
Boom!
Feng Qingshen's energy erupted. The elements of the wind turned violent and formed countless wind blades that attacked Ye Qinghan from all directions.
Ye Qinghan's divine power poured out and formed a huge defensive barrier around him. It blocked the countless wind blades. However, the barrier was getting weaker and weaker. It looked like it was about to be broken. Some people couldn't help but laugh. They knew that Ye Qinghan's glory was about to come to an end!
Feng Qingshen was even more confident that Ye Qinghan was just an arrow at the end of its flight. It was impossible for him to withstand his strongest attack. He attacked the energy barrier forcefully. As expected, the defensive barrier couldn't withstand a single blow. The Wind God's Blade directly broke through the barrier and attacked Ye Qinghan.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan crazily attacked the Wind God's Blade. His strength was greatly weakened and he was forced to retreat. He lost control of his body and looked like he was about to lose.
Feng Qingshen was overjoyed. His body flashed and the Wind God's Blade slashed towards Ye Qinghan's main body. It went straight for his throat.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! The space collapsed. In the blink of an eye, the Wind God's Blade arrived in front of Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan's lips curled up. He gave up on the craziness and used his body to block the Wind God's Blade. He reached out and grabbed Feng Qingshen's head.
Everyone was stunned. They felt that Ye Qinghan had gone crazy.
Feng Qingshen was arrogant. He was confident that his blade could crush Ye Qinghan's body and soul. Therefore, he didn't dodge at all.
Boom!
When the Wind God's Blade hit Ye Qinghan's body, Feng Qingshen was shocked. The Wind God's Blade couldn't penetrate Ye Qinghan's defense. Moreover, he was caught by Ye Qinghan.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan grabbed Feng Qingshen's head and pressed it down. He used his knee to smash Feng Qingshen's head. Feng Qingshen's eyes were bloodshot and dizzy. Before he could admit defeat, he saw Ye Qinghan's fists raining down on him.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! The brutal fists penetrated Feng Qingshen's defense. A kick deformed his leg bones. Then, Ye Qinghan flew up and used his knee to send Feng Qingshen flying.
Crack — — —
Ah — —
Feng Qingshen screamed and flew backward. However, Ye Qinghan caught up to him. Ye Qinghan's fist rushed out of the flames and hit Feng Qingshen's head. Feng Qingshen's head exploded on the spot. His soul and godhead were severely injured.
"We admit defeat!"
The Divine Master of the Wind God Bloodline immediately shouted and chose to admit defeat.
Ye Qinghan clenched his fists. In the end, he didn't choose to kill. His aura dissipated. He staggered and almost fell. His vigorous face seemed to have lost all color. It was as if he would collapse at any time.
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