810: C810 The Ancient Sword Cultivator

C810 The Ancient Sword Cultivator

Zhao Feng had never thought that his sword would have such an effect. When he returned to his senses, he was stunned. Did he really do it?

Since when did this ordinary thrust of his hurt the illusory spirit body made of pure flames?

Could it be that this thing was just a statue and was neither good nor good? At most, it could only scare people? Zhao Feng still didn't understand what was going on.

However, the few people at the side saw something. The slightly smaller female cultivator said, "Senior Sister, why do I feel that when that person brandished his sword, he felt a sense of oppression from Master?"

Speaking of which, Zhao Feng was now a half-baked sword cultivator. What kind of existence was a sword cultivator? He could cut through everything with just a sword in his hand.

A creature formed from the Yellow Springs Flame could easily break it.

However, Zhao Feng's identity as a sword cultivator was too exaggerated. If the surroundings weren't a sea of fire, If it was dark, he would find it easy.

In his pocket, there was a piece of animal bone with a faint glow.

At this moment, the old man opposite Zhao Feng was stunned. "An ancient sword cultivator? This is impossible!"

Zhao Feng was stunned. What was an ancient sword cultivator? Wasn't it only cultivators who specialized in sword cultivation that were called sword cultivators? What was the name of this ancient sword cultivator?

Before Zhao Feng could understand what was going on, he saw the old man's expression change. "So what if it's an ancient sword cultivator? How many years ago did he turn into ashes in front of my Yellow Springs Flame?"

As he spoke, the surrounding flames began to gather towards Zhao Feng. Under these circumstances, the red-haired old man's attention shifted from the two female cultivators of the sect to Zhao Feng.

He knew that if he didn't finish off Zhao Feng first, he wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life, even though most of the cultivators had already abandoned the cultivation method of the ancient sword cultivators. However, it was undeniable.

Every ancient sword cultivator was the creator of miracles. If he didn't deal with Zhao Feng first, he was afraid that he would fail miserably today.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng coldly harrumphed, "Replace the Heavenly Palm Lightning."

Water attribute spells would be restrained by the surrounding Yellow Springs Fire attribute. He should be able to use lightning techniques, right?

Although the Yellow Springs Fire could still affect Zhao Feng's move, it was much better compared to the previous Water Arrow Technique.

The silver white lightning appeared in Zhao Feng's hand. He raised his hand and attacked the old man. The old man raised a part of the Yellow Spring Fire to block the attack.

At this moment, the two female cultivators didn't stay idle either. Zhao Feng saw the long swords in their hands light up, then they turned into a streak of panic and flew towards the old man in front of Zhao Feng.

Compared to pure magic, this method of gathering Vital Spirits on external objects and attacking enemies was obviously more effective in guarding against the Yellow Spring Fire.

The red-haired old man blocked Zhao Feng's attack, but he had no choice but to block these two attacks again. Helplessly, he could only draw a portion of the Yellow Springs Flame to his side.

Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. The Yellow Spring Fire blocked one flying sword, but it failed to block the other.

With a sound, a long sword pierced through the red-haired old man's abdomen. Very quickly, visible blood flowed out.

"I hit him! I hit it!"

The younger female cultivator said excitedly after seeing this.

I didn't expect that I would be injured by the hands of the three of you. I didn't want to use this move, but I have no choice now. All of you, turn into ashes for me! "

The red-haired old man pulled out the long sword from his abdomen. Instantly, blood gushed out. Facing this situation, the old man did not stop him at all.

Instead, he was lucky that the Vital Spirit was able to increase the speed at which the blood burst out. The blood didn't fall to the ground, but had completely merged with the Yellow Springs Flame.

Very quickly, the color of the Yellow Springs Flame changed. It turned from a pale yellow color to a deep red color. All sorts of ominous feelings were emitted from it.

Wails and wails could be heard without end. The Yellow Springs Flame had indeed lived up to its name. Now that it had become like this, there seemed to be a possibility that it could pull everyone down from the Yellow Springs.

"Absorb my blood, then work hard! These three people in front of me, don't let anyone off."0

The pale-faced red-haired old man's words did not contain the slightest bit of weakness. Instead, there was a hint of madness in his voice. In order to break through his cultivation and increase his lifespan, he was going all out.

If it were any other time, he would definitely not have used such a method. The Yellow Springs Flame was something that only high-level spectral Cultivators could control.

It was not easy for him to control the Yellow Springs Flame with his human body. Now, he had fed his blood essence to the Yellow Springs Flame. This flame itself was not a good thing.

If the Yellow Springs Flame really grew bigger, it would be a huge loss, and in the end, it would backfire on him. That would be troublesome.

But no matter what, it was still death. He was willing to take a gamble.

The surrounding Yellow Springs Flame condensed into a fiery giant and appeared in front of Zhao Feng. It punched towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's eyelids twitched when he saw this scene. He could already feel the power before the fiery giant's fist could reach him.

He was afraid that this thing could only rely on its strength to fight against a False Core master.

Zhao Feng secretly pondered in his heart.

Although there were no False Core experts among his opponents, he was still able to estimate it. The flame giant in front of him was stronger than a Foundation Establishment warrior, but weaker than a Golden Core warrior.

This was most likely a False Core Realm expert!

The so-called fake pill could be said to be completely regarded as a quasi-Golden Core expert. However, because the medicinal Vital Spirits in his body were insufficient and the Golden Core had yet to solidify, it was called a fake pill.

It could be said that False Pill Realm experts already possessed the might of most Golden Core Realm experts.

Zhao Feng dodged to the side. This attack, the flame giant missed. Although this thing was big, its movements were slow. It only had strength, but it was not easy to hit people.

At this moment, the two female cultivators said, "Fellow Daoist, you go first. We will block this thing. We hope that you can go to the Iron Slashing Pavilion and tell the people there that Shadow and Nether Butterfly have died here. Let the sect take revenge for us."

As he spoke, The two female cultivators rushed in front of Zhao Feng, as if they wanted to help him defend against the flame giant.

Zhao Feng's nose almost twitched when he saw this scene. These two women had never fought before. At this time, could they not interfere?

As long as he lured the flame giant to attack a few times and found a suitable location, he would be able to let the flame giant break the surrounding barrier. Why would the two of them come and cause trouble at such a time?

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