Chapter 72: Slaughter

  The warm sunshine pours down, sprinkling between a dense forest!

  In the forest, there were flashes of light from time to time, which was transformed by treasures, emitting bursts of thunderous sounds. Among them, a slender figure, together with a green python, was fiercely fighting against an old man in gray clothes.

  On the other side, two figures clad in white robes were manipulating the treasure, which was crashing and colliding in mid-air, occasionally bursting forth with dazzling rays of light. They were none other than Ye Fei and Xu Sheng.

  Bang!

  "Hmph, you actually dare to take me on alone, I admire your courage. However, this is just looking for death!" As soon as the words fell, Xu Sheng made a single-handed seal, and his body surface flashed with a burst of light, his arms swelling up by more than a circle.

  Immediately afterwards, both hands clenched into fists and emitted a burst of bone-cracking sounds, sending out several fist shadows the size of human skulls, flashing towards Ye Fei's head.

  Seeing this, Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and a protective spiritual light flashed on his body. He waved his hand and shot out several ice cones, which swept away the cold air and struck a nearby fist shadow.

  Puff, a muffled sound!

  Those few ice cones were as fragile as paper, and were easily scattered by the shadow of that fist. Under no obstruction, the heavy impact landed on Ye Fei's protective spiritual light.

  A slight tremor, the protective spiritual light slightly deformed!

  Seeing this, Ye Fei's face changed slightly. With just one punch, he had such power. The more than ten punches behind him were absolutely impossible to withstand easily. He didn't know what kind of divine art this was.

  A blue light flashed out and a small shield appeared in front of Ye Fei.

  Boom, boom, boom! A series of explosive sounds rang out, each fist shadow striking the small shield, making its light dim. Finally, the blue small shield was knocked flying with one strike, and the remaining few fist shadows slammed into Ye Fei's protective spiritual light.

  Bang! Thud, thud, thud!

  A flash of spiritual light burst forth, and Ye Fei's face turned pale as he retreated four or five steps back before barely stabilizing his body.

  "Huh? He actually withstood the Phantom Shadow Fist? Indeed, he has some skills, no wonder he's so arrogant." Xu Sheng said in surprise. To think that the Phantom Shadow Fist, even among those of the same rank, wasn't something that could be easily withstood, and yet Ye Fei's strength was so formidable, having only suffered a small setback.

  Can't engage in close combat, Ye Fei thought to himself, it seems that his speed advantage can't be easily utilized.

  With a whoosh, a cold gleaming board axe flashed out, bringing with it a series of whistling wind sounds, chopping down towards Xu Sheng. Xu Sheng's mouth curled up slightly as he punched out several fist silhouettes, blocking the incoming magical artifact in mid-air.

  In this way, although Ye Fei fell into a disadvantage, there was no great danger at the moment. The two of them started a war of attrition, and Ye Fei seemed to be struggling to hold on. The battlefield also moved further and further away from Qingyuan Mang.

  On the other side, Feng Yu Xiao controlled the flying sword with his mouth, barely blocking the light pillar spat out by Qing Yuan Meng. Just as he did so, Li Rou's red long ribbon came swooping in, and upon seeing this, Feng Yu Xiao raised one hand.

  With a swish, a short rod emitting black air flashed out and struck the red silk above. Suddenly, four earthen walls rose around Li Rou, and inside the walls, a giant yellow earth man appeared, pouncing towards Li Rou.

  For the time being, Li Rou was trapped, and Feng Yu Xiao was focused on dealing with Qing Yuan Python. After all, he knew how terrifying Qing Yuan Python was, and this time, Feng Yu Xiao would absolutely not be as careless as last time and get injured by Qing Yuan Python.

  A Taoist formula was uttered, and with a humming sound, the three flying swords converged into one, transforming into a three-foot-long sword that shone with a dazzling light, which then slashed towards Qingyuan Mang.

  Puff puff, two white light pillars suddenly shot out, barely blocking the three-foot-long sword. The ground suddenly produced two large yellow-brown hands that tightly grasped the python's tail, while at the python's head, a giant about ten feet tall with flames swirling around his body punched towards the python's head.

  A dark green giant python's huge mouth opened wide, a cold air and white mist suddenly appeared, then tightly bit onto the giant fist. The frost in its mouth instantly turned into hot steam, it twisted its head to the side and pulled, surprisingly tearing off one of the giant's arms.

  Just as Feng Yu Xiao was casting a spell to restore the giant's arm, Qing Yuan Mang let out a loud hiss and shook its tail, breaking free from the restraints of the two yellow-brown hands and pounced towards Feng Yu Xiao.

  At this time when the battle was raging like wildfire, Ye Fei's situation seemed to be taking a turn for the worse.

  At this moment, Ye Fei's face was slightly pale, his mouth panting with coarse air, and his eyes were solemnly staring at Xu Sheng in front of him. The two long swords suspended in mid-air for a while, and the silver long sword controlled by Ye Fei flashed with a faint glow, looking somewhat at a disadvantage.

  "Hmph, it seems you're not capable of anything either. In that case, you can rest assured and leave!" Xu Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes as he coldly gazed at Ye Fei. He then raised his hand and pointed, and after a buzzing sound, a white long sword burst forth from mid-air, emitting a dazzling light.

  Suddenly, a short sword about the length of a foot appeared in a flash, it was the unique divine ability of Wan Jian Pavilion, Ling Xin Sword Technique! Ordinary magic tools can't withstand it, but this technique cannot be used without restriction.

  Ye Fei didn't know all this, but he felt the astonishing power emanating from the illusory light sword and didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. With a concentrated gaze, he slapped his waist with one hand, and with a whooshing sound...

  Xu Sheng only felt a flash of red light in front of him, and the light sword condensed by his Lingxin Swordsmanship was actually scattered like paper paste with one strike. Seeing this scene, Xu Sheng couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye.

  "What? A treasure sword?" After glancing at the broken spirit light sword, Hong Mang's eyes paused for a moment, and he saw that it was actually a half-broken blood-red blade. Xu Sheng's face twisted as he spoke.

  "No, it's a fragment of the Law Treasure!" As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Sheng's eyes lit up with an even more fervent and passionate color than when he had looked at Li Rou previously.

  Although he was somewhat excited, Xu Sheng did not act rashly. After all, it was a genuine and precious fragment of the law treasure. Even if he wanted to get his hands on it, he had to be careful in his approach, otherwise, he might suffer injuries.

  "Who would have thought that you young man had such good luck, and actually had a remaining treasure...” Before the words were even finished, the crimson broken blade slightly trembled, and a blurry figure shot out towards it, interrupting Xu Sheng's speech.

  Seeing this, Xu Sheng hastily released a small blue shield with a rippling water surface. Under the flow of waves, the remaining fragments of the magic treasure were blocked, and before he could even get excited, Ye Fei's spell was cast out.

  A loud hum, and the wind suddenly picked up.

  That broken blade suddenly burst out with a dazzling blood light, and a thick bloody aura flashed out. With Ye Fei's current almost peak magical powers driving this broken blade, it was far from comparable to the old man who had been injured by the backlash at that time.

  Crack! A crisp sound!

  A faint crack appeared on the blue small shield, and then, under Xu Sheng's frightened gaze, dense cracks appeared on this face shield.

  "Not good!" As soon as Xu Sheng's voice fell, his face shook and he slapped the back of his waist with one hand. A yellowish talisman appeared in his hand, and with the current power displayed by this broken treasure, there was absolutely nothing that could withstand it.

  No longer hesitating, he slapped the yellow talisman onto his legs and after a single incantation, a blurry figure appeared several meters away.

  Almost at the same time, a dull thud was heard, and the blue small shield suddenly burst open violently. The blood-red short blade, without any resistance, brushed in and entered the ground where Xu Sheng had been standing earlier, blasting out a deep pit. The surroundings were in disarray.

  As he turned back to see this scene, Xu Sheng's forehead couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, and he secretly said "good luck" before immediately not hesitating at all, rushing towards the distance with great speed, without caring about Feng Yuanxiang's life or death, seemingly intending to escape.

  Ye Fei would never let this person off so easily, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light as he summoned the blood-red broken blade, and then his feet flashed white as he chased after Xu Sheng in pursuit.

  In a short while, Ye Fei furrowed his brow and executed the Ling Step Technique, but to his surprise, he couldn't close the distance between them at all. After a brief moment of contemplation, his body flashed with yellow light, and he suddenly sank into the muddy ground beneath him.

  "Hmph, you're still chasing me relentlessly. Do you think I'm just a half-wind symbol? How could I be caught by your trivial escape technique? Just wait and see what I'll do to you next..." Before he could finish speaking, Xu Sheng's face suddenly changed color.

  It clearly felt that Ye Fei had actually escaped into the ground, at an incredible speed, rushing towards himself. His own escape technique was simply a snail compared to his.

  With a swish, Xu Sheng's body jerked to a halt, his face suddenly changing color as he retreated backward. At the same time, a blood-red glow burst forth from the ground, slashing open a deep wound on the tip of Xu Sheng's foot, and fresh blood immediately flowed out. If he had been just one step slower, he would have been cut in two. Although he dodged this attack, the situation now seemed even more precarious.

  That crimson short blade drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, slashing down towards Xu Sheng from top to bottom. No matter which direction he dodged, the crimson blade tip steadily locked onto him, leaving him no chance to dodge at all.

  A flash of light, in the midst of haste, several arrayed flags and a seemingly extraordinary dagger suddenly appeared, held aloft by Xu Sheng to shield his head. His body moved swiftly, still not waiting for death, as he sprinted towards the distance.

  Xu Sheng's eyes flickered and his arm surged as he charged forward, punching out a fist at the seemingly empty air in front of him. A flash of light illuminated the scene, and a transparent flying needle was sent flying with a single strike.

  Just as he was slightly delayed, the flag on his head suddenly broke into two segments. Immediately afterwards, a bloody light flashed from top to bottom, and with a "pu" sound, it entered Xu Sheng's head, splashing out several strands of fresh blood. (End of chapter)