Hearing Taoist Master Netherworld's words, the patriarch flew into a rage.
"Since when did we Netherworld Sect become so cowardly?"
The patriarch's words were extremely domineering. Taoist Master Netherworld dared not speak anymore and could only lower his head.
"Hahaha!"
At that moment, a mocking laugh came from behind, shaking everyone's hearts.
"As long as all of you kneel and beg for mercy, I can consider letting you live."
Beiming Feng sneered at the people from Netherworld Sect with a face full of mockery. In his eyes, everyone in front of him was trash.
"Beiming Feng!"
The patriarch's eyes were cold as anger surged.
"Patriarch of Netherworld, it seems like no one from your Netherworld Sect dares to fight? Or do you want to fight personally? I'm not afraid of you! "
Beiming Feng stretched out his arms again as if he had won.
"Hahaha!"
Many powerhouses laughed. Not only the people from North Nether Sect, but there were also many people from sects that used to be on good terms with Netherworld Sect.
Times had changed, and everything was different from when the patriarch was around.
"Hmph, he's just someone who has a death wish. What's there to be afraid of?"
At that moment, someone walked forward. It was Ye Wushuang.
"What did you say, you immature brat?"
Beiming Feng shouted angrily when he heard Ye Wushuang's words.
"Fellow Ye, there's no need for Wushuang to do anything.
I'll take care of this bastard myself, "the Patriarch of Netherworld said to Ye Chen.
"Patriarch, you're the master of Netherworld Sect. You don't have to do it yourself. Leave this to me!"
"How can I do that?"
"Why would I say that?"
"Hahaha, Fellow Ye is indeed righteous. I'll thank you in advance. I'll watch Fellow Ye perform."
The Patriarch of Netherworld returned to Netherworld Sect's side and glared at Taoist Master Netherworld.
"Trash, back off!"
"Yes, yes!"
Taoist Master Netherworld retreated with the people from Netherworld Sect.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang walked out from the battlefield.
"Hahaha, the Patriarch of Netherworld has fallen to the point of using a kid to fight? How laughable. "
The old Taoist priest Bei Ming glanced at Ye Wushuang. He was just a kid on Conjoint Body. Although it was amazing that he could reach Conjoint Body at this age, he would be courting death if he fought Bei Ming Feng.
"Hey, hey!"
Ye Chen suddenly shouted at Taoist Master Beiming.
"Kid, what do you mean?"
Daoist Master Darknorth replied.
"If you want to fight, let's fight. What's the point of saying so much?"
"Hmph, Beiming Feng, kill that brat, then kill them all!"
Old Taoist Bei Ming's lips curled into a cold smile. Since Old Ancestor Netherworld was back, the revenge could begin. The slim chance of survival that was given to the people of Netherworld Sect could be taken back now.
"Kill!"
Beiming Feng's killing intent exploded as he charged at Ye Wushuang in a frenzy.
"Zi zi zi!"
However, Ye Chen's eyes gleamed as the Heavenly Emperor Sword Spirit appeared above his head. Subsequently, his primordial spirit merged with the sword spirit and merged with Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang opened his eyes all of a sudden. He was as cold as the God of Death.
"Hmm?"
Even Beiming Feng felt a chill in his heart when he saw such a gaze.
He was a person with a murderous temperament, but he didn't expect the eyes of the person in front of him to be a hundred times colder than his!
"Sou, sou, sou!"
Ye Wushuang moved and arrived before Beiming Feng within the blink of an eye.
"Impossible!"
Beiming Feng was shocked when he saw the scene before him. The speed of the person before him was too ridiculous.
Ye Wushuang was a Sword Spirit. Now that he had Ye Chen's primordial spirit on him, he was essentially Ye Chen now.
"Kill!"
Ye Wushuang pointed his finger as he shouted, and a sword qi shot out.
Whoosh!
The sword qi sliced through the air in the blink of an eye.
"Huh?"
The sword qi was extremely precise as it was aimed at Beiming Feng's throat.
"So cold!"
Beiming Feng was a person who had lived on the edge of a knife, so he immediately realized how terrifying the person before him was. Relying on his killing instinct, Beiming Feng tilted his body and dodged the fatal attack.
Whoosh!
However, the blade still pierced through his shoulder. It was excruciating.
Pfft!
Blood spurted out of his shoulder like a pillar.
"Huh?"
A single strand of Sword Qi was actually so powerful. Many experts had seen the truth of it all. Beiming Feng, the Grim Reaper of the North Nether Clan, had now met an even more powerful opponent.
Moreover, his opponent was unpredictable!
"Beiming Feng, leave your last words!"
Ye Wushuang's eyes shone with a white gleam as if he was unconscious. It was because he was currently possessed by Ye Chen.
"What did you say?"
As the powerful God of Death of the North Nether Sect, how could Beiming Feng be threatened like this?
Of course, he would not give in. He wanted to unleash his most powerful ability and kill the person before him to prove his ability.
"Beiming Feng, stop playing around. Kill him!"
In order to prove how powerful the North Nether Sect was, the old Taoist priest did not want to waste any time, so he gave Beiming Feng the final order.
"Yes!"
Beiming Feng turned around and charged after receiving the order.
"Your time's up. Die!"
Beiming Feng moved at the fastest speed. He could not even blink.
"Sigh, in the end, that brat is going to die in Beiming Feng's hands."
"He has such a cultivation base at such a young age. He's quite talented, but he shouldn't have offended the North Nether Sect."
"I didn't expect the Patriarch of Hell to find such powerful help. What a pity."
Many powerhouses expressed their pity. Many of them even wanted to rope Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang in, but they did not have the chance now.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang stood alone in the battlefield like a bronze statue.
Such a strange action confused Beiming Feng. Coupled with the power of the sword qi earlier, his movements were slowed down by half a beat.
"What!"
Ye Chen was the incarnation of the Heavenly Thearch. His combat experience was probably a hundred thousand times that of Beiming Feng's. This momentary opportunity was seized by him immediately.
"Kill!"
With Ye Wushuang's body, the Heavenly Emperor Sword Spirit appeared again. It merged with Ye Wushuang's Heavenly Emperor Sword Body, and its power increased exponentially.
Whoosh!
A sharp light seemed to pierce through time and space, and the surrounding space stopped instantly.
Psst!
The sharp light was too fast. Even the splattering blood could not keep up with it. At the same time when time and space stopped, Ye Wushuang put his sword away and turned his back!
Everyone's shocked expression froze in the air. Beiming Feng's shocked expression froze in the air, and the old Taoist priest's shocked and distorted face froze in the air.
"Ah!"
The old Taoist priest felt as if his body had entered an alternate dimension and became extremely heavy. The feeling made him crazy and furious.
"Rumble!"
As Taoist Bei Ming relied on his own foundation to create a powerful explosion, the surrounding space finally returned to normal.
"Boom boom boom!"
The moment time and space returned to normal, Beiming Feng's head rolled onto the ground. Nobody knew how he died. Nobody even saw Ye Wushuang attack.
"Huh? What happened? "
A powerhouse asked blankly with his chin drooped.
(End of this chapter)
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