234: C234 Fierce War God Level 5

C234 Fierce War God Level 5

"Clang clang clang …" "Clang! Clang! Clang..."

On a flat piece of land, a black-garbed youth was currently engaging in an intense battle with more than thirty black-clothed people of the first level of the Martial God Realm, wielding a longsword that emanated with the might of a Flood Dragon.

Among them, the young man waved his sword and released streams of extremely sharp pure white sword Qis, attacking those black clothed people who attempted to approach him.

If someone were to pass this place, they would definitely be amazed. A member of the younger generation, whose cultivation was only at the Half-step Martial God realm, would actually be able to fight evenly with thirty people whose cultivation surpassed his.

When one took a closer look, they would realize that this youth was none other than the one who had just bid farewell to Cang Yu and the others, Ling Yun Fan, as he headed towards the Blood Slaughter Grounds.

At this moment, because he had been careless, Ling Yun had also been sneakily traced over, and in the end, intercepted.

And because there had once been a conflict between the two sides, they had started it without a word.

Just in case, Ying Xuanyi had also ordered his subordinates to deal with Ling Yunfan, whose cultivation was much lower than his own. He planned to personally go get to know him when his opponent ran out of spirit energy and was unable to continue fighting.

The imagination was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. Not only was Lingyun evenly matched with thirty black clothed people at the first level of the Martial God Stage, he was also slightly suppressing them. The spiritual energy he consumed was also endless like rivers flowing, as if there was no limit.

Not only that, as time passed, of the black-clothed people at the first level of the Martial God Stage who numbered more than thirty, five or six were actually defeated by Ling Yunfan's strange battle technique, and died instantly.

"I'm afraid that this boy is a monster. He's only a Half-step Martial God, yet he has such powerful combat strength. If he were to possess a cultivation like mine, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to take a single blow from him." Looking at the Ling Yun Fan who was covered in a lot of blood from the fight, the black-clothed leader who was watching from the side secretly exclaimed in his heart.

Seeing that his subordinates seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, Ying Xuanyi immediately shouted at the leader of the men in black, "Why haven't you taken action yet!"

After hearing Ying Xuanyi's words, the black-clothed man who was referred to as Feng Yixing also nodded his head in response. Then, he immediately disappeared from where he stood like a gust of wind, and in a few breaths' time, he had arrived above the battlefield between Ling Yun Fan and the group of black-clothed men.

"Youngster, take this."

Just as he was about to force the four black-clothed men to retreat, a loud and clear voice suddenly came from the side of Lingyun.

When he raised his head to look, he saw that the spectating Wu Yi Xing had already made his move. He gathered a large majority of his Spiritual Qi into his right leg and sent a flying kick towards him.

"Ugh …" "Ah..."

Facing this attack, although Lingyun held his two fists in front of his chest and released all his spiritual energy to block it, his body seemed to have received a heavy injury. With a miserable scream, he was sent flying.

"Ameem Slash!"

Quickly stabilizing his body, Ling Yun who was kneeling on the ground, did not stay idle. He released his spirit energy and wielded the two sword made of lightning and flames. He quickly slashed at Lin Yi Xing with two green light blades.

"Hmph, petty tricks."

"Weng …"

Faced with Ling Yun Fan's all-out attack, Bei Yixing gave a cold snort. Then, he extended a hand and casually slapped the two enormous blades of light, causing them to fly back and attack in the opposite direction.

"Crap!"

"Bang, bang..."

Seeing that his attack was rebounded, Lingyun felt that something was wrong. He immediately wielded the sword in his hands and unleashed the same power as the Ameem Slash.

As the four green blades of light collided with each other, a large explosion occurred. A thick gust of wind blew past, and Lingyun was pushed back several steps by the powerful shock wave.

There were still more than twenty men in black left, and more than half of them were heavily injured.

"There's a flaw!"

"Wuuwaa …"

Just as Lingyun was still looking for his target, the figure of DuoYi appeared in front of him like a ghost. His palm shot out without anyone noticing.0

This palm strike contained all of the power of a Martial God. It was powerful enough to instantly kill an existence at the fourth level of the Martial God Realm. Even if they didn't die, they would be crippled.

Facing such an attack, Ling Yun had no way to resist. Although he wanted to use all his strength to defend or use a martial skill to block, the opponent's speed was too fast. He did not even have a chance to react before he was sent flying by the punch.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Although Lingyun had relied on the Godly Demon Annihilation Spell and the Demonic God Bloodline to help his body withstand the enemy's attack, he had still suffered heavy injuries. As he struggled to stand up, he started to cough out blood.

Then, the Qi around his body also weakened a lot after taking the hit.

"It seems as though there is quite a bit of a difference between me and someone at the fifth level of the War God level. If this continues, things won't be good." Seeing this step by step walk towards him, Lingyun furrowed his brows, and felt even more troubled.

Soon after, he arrived in front of Feng Yixing. He reached out his hand to grab Ling Yunfan who was kneeling on the ground with one knee and lifted him up by the neck.

Being grabbed like that, Ling Yunfan naturally wanted to struggle free, but he could do nothing about it. His strength was far inferior to the other person's, so he could not do anything about it.

At most, they would only struggle nonstop.

"Brat, to be able to withstand my punch and not die, you are quite amazing. Hand over your cultivation technique and I will give you a complete corpse."

Looking at the struggling Ling Yun Fan in his hand, Bei Yixing spoke with a slightly astonished expression.

"Humph, don't even think about it!" After finding out that the other party had set his sights on his Demon God's Annihilation Technique, Lingyun coldly snorted and did not pay any more attention to him.

"Wuuwaa!"

Faced with Lingyun's cold snort, Xiao Tianxing did not seem to care at all. He calmly punched him in the abdomen a few more times. The powerful force ruthlessly ravaged the insides of his body.

Feeling the pain, Ling Yunfan naturally also let out a series of wails.

"Do you want to say it?" he asked again, after stopping his fist.

From the looks of it, he clearly needed to get the Godly Demon Annihilation Technique from Lingyun Fan in order to be willing to let it go.

But unfortunately, no matter how much he tortured Ling Yunfan, he was unwilling to say.

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