736: C736 Strong

C736 Strong

He did not believe that this kid, who made their Snow Cold Palace s and their Blood Hall s turn gray, would be killed so easily. If it really was like this, they wouldn't have gone through so much trouble, but they still couldn't do anything to this brat.

"Elder Xue Loong, you think too highly of that kid. To put it bluntly, he is at most a brat at the fifth level of the Soul Forging. He cannot withstand such a strong attack." That tyrannical attack, could also be considered to be from the Martial Cultivator s of the sixth level of the Soul Forging. That brat would also be severely injured, so how could he possibly be safe and sound?

"Hmph."

Xue Loong swept his gaze across the middle-aged man from Dark Pavilion, and did not say much as he stared fixedly at the area filled with smoke.

"Old fart, once our Dark Pavilion rises up again, your Blood Hall will also be stepped on by us." The middle-aged man with Dark Pavilion looked at the back of the old man, his face somewhat gloomy. Thinking back to when their Dark Pavilion was at its peak, they were not afraid of this Blood Hall either. But unfortunately, due to the vicissitudes of life, their Dark Pavilion fell to this stage. However, as long as the Young Master is able to control the Blue Martial Palace, their Dark Pavilion will rise up once again.

"Chi!"

A whistling sound rang out as a sharp sword light directly tore apart the dust that permeated the area. It was as though the space in front of him had been split into two halves. A ten feet long purple sword light shot out from the ground.

"Be careful!"

Xue Loong's expression changed greatly. With a loud shout, the Sword Intent above the sword ray made him extremely shocked. He quickly dodged to the side. The Blood Devil Sword in his hand trembled slightly as well. Several streaks of sword light flew out, piercing towards the sword beam.

"Puff puff puff …"

A few crisp sounds rang out and the blood-red sword light was directly pierced through. The purple sword light did not slow down at all as it drew a strange arc in the air.

"Puff …"

Soon after, the sound of blood splashing could be heard as several figures fell from the sky. Kill several people. Even though these people were Martial Cultivator at the first or second level of the Soul Forging, no one had expected that they would not even have the chance to dodge when facing such a sword strike.

"He escaped rather quickly." A cold voice sounded and a figure shot out from the smoke. It was Gu Feng. His clothes were somewhat tattered, and there was a foot-long wound on his chest. Blood dyed his clothes red. Gu Feng's face was a bit pale, but his wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is this possible?" Xue Loong looked at Gu Feng and his face slightly changed. His blood demon sword was refined from fresh blood. Over the years, he had killed quite a few ferocious Demonic Beast and used their blood essence to refine it. The fiendish blood energy contained within this blood demon sword could be said to be extremely tyrannical. The wounds caused by it were extremely healed. Even after being corroded by the tyrannical blood aura, the wounds would still continue to fester. However, this kid was not affected at all, and was rapidly healing.

Gu Feng looked at the shocked Xue Loong and asked, "Are you very surprised?" "That fiendish blood energy is indeed very strong, but it has no effect on me at all. Instead, it has become a tonic for me."

"Damn." Xue Loong didn't think Gu Feng was lying. In particular, he could clearly feel that the Spiritual Energy within Gu Feng's body was increasing bit by bit, and his expression turned unsightly.

"Phew …" Taking a deep breath, Xue Loong looked at Gu Feng with a serious face: "As expected of a hero with more seniors. You are indeed very strong, but unfortunately you are too flamboyant and offended someone you shouldn't have offended. You are destined to die. Today, with so many of us here, you won't be able to escape. "

"Flee?" Who said I was escaping? If you want to kill me, you can't. " Gu Feng's gaze swept across the few of them. A cold killing intent also flashed across his eyes.

"Boom!"

An incomparably tyrannical aura was emitted from Gu Feng's body. The blood energy churned and soared to the sky. It was the power of his bloodline. It had transformed into a blood dragon, roaring nonstop in the air.

"Kill!"

Gu Feng growled, and with a quick step, he left behind a trail of afterimages in the sky, instantly appearing in front of the Dark Pavilion's four Martial Cultivator s. He threw out a punch, and the spiritual power of the world began to boil. Countless amounts of spiritual power started to gather towards his fist.

"Blood Yuan Ring." The expressions of those Martial Cultivator s with Dark Pavilion changed slightly. They all shouted loudly, and the spirit energy within their bodies surged. They gathered towards their right index fingers, and pointed towards Gu Feng.

The space vibrated. The blood-red light penetrated the space and shot towards Gu Feng's fist with a terrifying force.

"Hmph."

Gu Feng sneered, then punched him.

"Puff puff puff …"

Under Gu Feng's fist attack, a few streaks of blood-red light directly shattered into nothingness.

"How is this possible?" The few of them cried out involuntarily. The Blood Yuan Finger was their Dark Pavilion's ultimate technique. It was a High-rank Profound Grade's martial art, but it was actually unable to stop Gu Feng's fist. Seeing the descending fist, terror flashed past their eyes. However, the surrounding space had already been sealed by Gu Feng, making it impossible for them to dodge.

"How hateful." The middle-aged man at the fifth level of the Soul Forging roared: "Brat, don't be complacent, the young master will definitely not let you off."2

"Young master? I also want to see what kind of monster he is. " Gu Feng said with an expressionless face and continued punching.

"Boom!"

Resplendent rays of light bloomed, and the spirit energy gathered towards Gu Feng's fist exploded in an instant. The bodies of the Dark Pavilion's four Martial Cultivator s were drowned in the terrifying energy, turning into a ball of blood mist.

"Gulp …" Gu Feng's ferocity caused the rest of the six Martial Cultivator s and Snow Cold Palace to have ugly expressions. Although there was still one in the sixth level of Soul Forging and two in the fifth level of Soul Forging, when facing Gu Feng, fear actually arose in their hearts.

"How can this kid be so strong?" On the rooftop in the distance, Wu Xingyu's expression had become extremely gloomy as he watched Gu Feng display his divine might and kill a practitioner at the fifth level of the Soul Forging with a single punch, as well as four Martial Cultivator of the first level of the Soul Forging. He was also at the fifth level of the Soul Forging, so killing those four people shouldn't be a difficult task, but he definitely wouldn't be able to do it with a single punch from Gu Feng. Previously, he had seen the battle between Gu Feng, Hou Yuan and Niu Qin. Now, it seemed that Gu Feng had not used all his strength at that time.

"Young Sect Master, this kid is extremely dangerous. Do you want this subordinate to take care of him now?" Beside Wu Xingyu, the old man also had a serious look in his eyes as he looked at Wu Xingyu and said.

"No need. Even though this kid is strong, he's only at the fourth level of the Soul Forging after all. I believe the remaining people will be able to take care of him. It would be inconvenient for us to take action, or else provoking Holy Martial Academy would be quite a troublesome matter for us. " Wu Xingyu took a deep breath and said. Of course, he also wanted to kill Gu Feng here, but when he thought of the consequences, he chose to give up.

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