Chapter Eighty: The Sword of Destruction Turns into Scrap Iron

  "Clap, clap, clap", the sparse applause, this rising and falling sound, in this sound, six clear figures constantly surrounded Feng Nan, spinning around him, each turn was a crisp slap.

  As a cultivator, Feng Nan had not been slapped before, but being slapped by an ordinary person in public was still a first. Although Yi Chu's slap couldn't even leave a mark on his face that had gathered the power of heaven and earth, this humiliation made him feel like his heart was burning!

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Feng Nan was frantically waving his hands, with powerful palm winds continuously striking towards Yi Chu's body. However, although his palm strength was impressive, the moves were really too clumsy and couldn't hit Yi Chu's body at all.

  "You're going down, Ye!" Feng Nan Yi roared in a fit of rage as Ye Chu's palm slapped his face once again. In the midst of his roar, his hands swiftly rose to shield his face tightly.

  "Slap", a palm hit on Yichu's hand, and he instantly retreated three steps. That swift pace was almost chaotic. The true energy condensed by the innate aura was not something that his true strength could compare to. This was also because Yichu's cultivation was deep, which was why he wasn't injured by this slap.

  "Haha, surname Yi, your movements are not bad, but your skills are really too poor. Hitting me is like scratching an itch for my old man! I think you should save some energy!" Feng Nan burst out laughing as soon as he saw Yi Chu being at a disadvantage, his laughter was so loud that it seemed to dispel the embarrassment of being hit ten or more times.

  Yi Chu's eyes playfully sized up Feng Nan Yi, and he smiled mischievously: "Feng Nan Yi, your magical powers are impressive, I truly admire you. However, someone like you, wearing such an unremarkable Daoist robe is really too low-key, it doesn't live up to the expectations of so many people who look up to you. Why don't I help you change into a new set of clothes?"

  As they spoke, his hands fluttered about like a ghost, and with a "ripping" sound, he tore off a long strip of fabric from Feng Nianyi's Taoist robe.

  Feng Nan Yi Zheng protected his face, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He shuddered violently, quickly turned around, only to see that a long strip of flesh had been torn from his back!

  "You dare... with a surname like Yi"

  "Sorry, Feng Xianchang, I didn't use enough force, please forgive me." As he spoke, Yi Chu's hand, however, was not polite at all and once again tore towards Feng Nan Yi's Taoist robe.

  "Rip", a sleeve was torn off, and Feng Nan's white, plump and round arm was exposed.

  "Haha, as expected of Xian Chang, even this arm is whiter and brighter than others! I wonder if other places are also well-maintained?" With a mind made up, Yi Chu didn't show any mercy to Feng Nan Yi. As she spoke, her fingers tore towards Feng Nan Yi's chest.

  "Haha, big brother, this immortal's skin is extraordinary, even more delicate than that of the little Cuihua from the Cuihua Building." A robust man with a tiger-like back and bear-like waist looked at Feng Nan's exposed arm and laughed loudly.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable, this donor is mistaken. This immortal's arm, can it be compared to that of an ordinary person? If the old Tao had a disciple like this accompanying him every day, even if he were asked to meet the founder of the Tao, the old Tao would resolutely refuse." The old Taoist, with a rather lewd and abnormal appearance, stood behind the large man, speaking in a dazed manner.

  A drop of saliva trickled down the corner of Lao Dao's mouth and landed on the big man's collar. The big man looked at Lao Dao, his thick nerves suddenly reacting, and he took off running like a mouse seeing a cat, shouting loudly as he went: "Dong Que Dao Ren, I don't want to play with you, keep your distance!"

  However, the loud shout of Da Han was not heard by Dong Ya Dao Ren at all. Looking at Feng Nan Yi Xian Chang, who had already been torn off his chest clothes by Yi Chu, he drooled half a foot long. His eyes emitting blue light, he hated to treat Yi Chu with his body.

  "What a pity! The beautiful scenery is ruined by your rough hands..." Dong Ya Dao Ren muttered to Yi Chu.

  At this time, the Taoist robe on Feng Nan's body was torn into strips by Yi Chu, and he was almost naked from head to toe, with only a small piece of cloth left to cover his shame.

  "You little brat, you've forced me to this! Today, I must kill you!" Feng Nan was about to go mad with rage. He pointed a single finger at the empty air, and the flying sword that had flown into the stone suddenly shot out of the void like lightning.

  "Feng Nan Yi, how could you? You're a disciple of the immortal, and we agreed to only use martial skills. How can you use flying swords?" Li Ying Qiong was enjoying the thrill of fighting for Easy Big Brother, but didn't expect Feng Nan Yi to be so shameless as to directly use flying swords without even caring about his face.

  "Hmph, it's all his fault that he's going to die!" Feng Nan's eyes shot out two fire snakes, gritting his teeth and speaking fiercely. With a flick of his fingers, the flying sword flew towards Yi Chu like lightning, its blue blade flashing like a startled bird!

  Yi Chu had already prepared the Blood Break Pearl and Evil Golden Needle when he made his move in Feng Nan Yi, since he was ready to make a big move, he thought of all possibilities. At this time, seeing that Feng Nan Yi was enraged, he also prepared to bring out his own treasure.

  "Feng Nan Yi, I won't let you harm Da Ge." Li Ying Qiong, who was standing not far away, saw Feng Nan Yi's flying sword and immediately rushed to the front of Yi Chu like lightning.

  Yi Chu never thought that Li Yingqiong would rush over, and Feng Nan was even more unexpected. Looking at Li Yingqiong rushing straight over, Feng Nan just wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was already too late! Thinking of Li Yingqiong being killed by his own flying sword, and the punishment he would suffer, Feng Nan's face changed greatly!

  Yi Chu's body shot towards Li Yingqiong like an arrow off the string, his mind reeling in shock. No matter what, he couldn't just watch as Li Yingqiong died before his eyes, especially not when she was taking this hit for him! Whether it was Li Yinglin's heavy entrustment or the time he'd spent with Li Yingqiong over these past few days, he couldn't let this gentle girl die here.

  However, his speed was no match for the flying sword. In the instant that Yi Chu rushed towards Li Yingqiong, the flying sword had already flown to her front. A green light flashed, and the flying sword shot straight at Li Yingqiong's chest.

  Li Yingqiong was just an ordinary person, and the consequences of being pierced by a flying sword were predictable. In shock, Yi Chu hadn't even made a sound when the flying sword was about to pierce through Li Yingqiong's collar.

  It's all over. Li Yingqiong is finished!

  Just as everyone thought so, a fierce light burst out from Li Yingqiong's chest. This white light flew towards the cyan flying sword in an instant, and in that instant, the boundless light enveloped the entire void.

  Overawe heaven and earth, dominate all directions.

  "Clang." A light, crisp sound, and Feng Nan's flying sword, which had been tempered for many years, instantly turned into two segments of scrap iron, falling to the ground. And that white light didn't stop at all, directly charging towards Feng Nan.

  Feng Nan's soul was still in turmoil, although he didn't know what that white light was, but just from the force of the white light, as long as it flashed, he would definitely be dead beyond a doubt!