762: C762 Martial Saint

C762 Martial Saint

Crack

Feng Yimo used the Thunderstorm Fist, and he used the power of four dragons. The Thunder Arc at the top of his fist flashed, and it was as fast as lightning as it landed right on the hands of a late stage Soul Formation cultivator.

Boom!" Boom! *

Like a thunderous roar, the late stage Soul Formation cultivator's arm shattered and a violent shockwave quickly spread through his body. His entire body exploded, leaving behind only a single Nascent Infant floating in the air, at a loss of what to do.

Without waiting for him to escape, Feng Yimo had already used the Wandering Dragon Steps and arrived in front of him. He extended his hand and grabbed his Nascent Infant: "Didn't anyone tell you not to offend a Martial Saint?"

The scene was completely silent. Even the martial artists had stopped fighting and were watching everything that was happening in front of them.

"What? Liu Duansheng is a Martial Saint?" How is this possible? Even the Martial Master did not appear. How could he be a Martial Saint? "

"If he wasn't a Martial Saint, how could he have destroyed a late stage Soul Formation cultivator with a single punch?"

"Ah!" Is that true? A true Martial Saint?

"…"

All of the cultivators exploded into an uproar as they discussed amongst themselves.

"Miss, help, help!"

The Nascent Infant in Feng Yimo's hands screamed loudly.

Ding Yueyao was shocked and angry. She was surprised and happy. She was angry that Feng Yimo had dared to kill her Deity Stage bodyguard. To her surprise, Liu Duansheng turned out to be a Martial Saint!

Upon hearing the Spirit Transformation guard call for help, Ding Yueyao immediately said to Feng Yimo, "Liu Duansheng, let him go!"

Feng Yimo looked coldly at Ding Yueyao. Pressing his strength on his hand, a popping sound rang out and the Nascent Infant of a late stage Soul Formation cultivator was immediately crushed. His soul left his body and he disappeared from the world.

"You … You dare to disobey my orders?" Ding Yueyao was so angry that her face turned pale and she couldn't even speak smoothly anymore.

"Who do you think you are?" Feng Yimo still said the same thing, but added: "If you say any more, I don't mind killing a few more people!"

"Ah?!" Ding Yueyao retreated a few steps, suddenly realizing that this martial artist was no longer an ordinary martial artist that she could control, but an existence that was a Martial Saint, capable of killing cultivators at the late stage of Deification Period!

However, she still firmly believed that martial artists were martial artists. Even if they were Martial Saints, they shouldn't be a match for a late stage Soul Formation martial artist. The reason he had succeeded just now was all because of a sneak attack.

"Ding Ping, Ding Hao, you two kill him! This kind of servant must not be allowed to live! " Ding Yueyao's long, shapely eyebrows slanted upwards as she spoke sinisterly.

"Yes, Eldest Miss!" The two late stage Soul Formation cultivators behind Ding Yueyao responded in unison and pounced towards Feng Yimo.

Seeing that Void Refinement Cultivator did not stop them from maintaining order, he smiled slightly, knowing that Elder De and the others had the intention to test their strength and were not concealing it, two streams of innate energy shot out from their feet. They rose into the air and took a step in midair, as if there was a staircase in the sky.

This time, he used the power of seven dragons, the fist wind whistled, and formed a blue whirlpool, after Ding Ping took out the treasure, the whirlpool swept Ding Ping's Highest Grade Magic Treasure, and the treasure broke free from Ding Ping's control, falling to the ground, and then releasing a mournful cry, shattering with a kacha sound, and losing its consciousness.

Puff!

His life magic treasure was destroyed, Ding Ping's mind was in great pain, his eyes were filled with terror. Just as he was about to dodge, Feng Yimo's second, third, and fourth punch had already arrived and surrounded Ding Ping from four directions!

Seeing that, Ding Hao was both shocked and furious. He yelled loudly and used all his power to activate the magical equipment and threw it towards Feng Yimo's back.

After Feng Yimo punched four more times, he no longer cared about Ding Ping. His figure flashed and turned towards Ding Hao. With a flip of his wrist, the Blunt Slow Sword released an unrivaled sword qi towards Ding Hao!

His heart turned cold, and he immediately took out a High Grade Magic Treasure shield. However, when the sword qi landed on the shield, it looked like it was made of tofu, and was silently split into two, following that, the sword qi landed on his body, shua! With a loud sound, his body was split in half like a shield!

Fortunately, this time, Ding Hao was somewhat vigilant. With a flash of Nascent Infant, he appeared behind Ding Yueyao, hugging the Storage Ring and trembling.

At the same time, Ding Ping was struck by the four fist winds and turned into a sky full of Blood Fog. He didn't even manage to escape with his Nascent Infant.2

Feng Yimo Feng picked up the two Storage Ring calmly and put them away. He looked at Ding Yueyao who was completely dumbfounded. "Do you still want to send people to their deaths?"

Ding Yueyao shivered. At this moment, she completely understood that Feng Yimo's power as a Martial Saint surpassed that of a late stage Soul Formation cultivator!

The scene was completely silent. In just half an incense stick of time, two late stage Soul Formation cultivators had died and one of them had lost his body. This was simply too shocking.

Amongst them, the one who regretted the most was Ren Xiao. He looked at Feng Yimo who was standing in the air in a daze. If he had persisted any longer, this powerful Martial Saint would have belonged to the Hsingyi Mansion. But now, even if he could not become an enemy, he could not be a friend.

Elder Lu looked at the shattered corpses on the ground in horror, fear lingering in his heart. It was a good thing that he didn't make a move. Otherwise, he would have been the one to die!

"Second Brother, look at what you did!" Ren Biyao couldn't help but complain.

"Second sister, I never thought that he would actually be a Martial Saint. Who would have thought that he would be so well-hidden? If we have to blame him, we can only blame him for not displaying his full strength!" Ren Xiao smiled bitterly and complained again.

Ren Biyao shook her head and didn't say anything else.

However, things weren't over yet.

Ren Xiao could not be bothered with Feng Yimo, but he could order Qing Yu, Hsu Mu, and Lone Wolf, "The three of you, hurry up and make your move. If you can't get a placing, don't go back to Hsingyi Mansion!"

When Lone Wolf and the other two heard this, their hearts burned with anger. They originally did not want to stay in Hsingyi Mansion, so they immediately said in a clear voice: "Since that's the case, we want to break away from Hsingyi Mansion!"

This time, it was even more serious than Feng Yimo's previous outburst. All the Hsingyi Mansion warriors were actually going to break away from the Hsingyi Mansion, what was going on?

"How dare you!" Are the three of you tired of living!? " It was one thing to be slapped in the face by a Martial Saint like Feng Yimo, but if he was still looked down upon by a small Innate Ranker, then Hsingyi Mansion's face would completely fall.

"Elder Lu, there's no need to speak nonsense with them. I'll teach them a lesson!" Ren Xiao said with an ashen face. If he did not get back at them, Hsingyi Mansion's reputation would be ruined.

"Yes sir!" "Yes!" Elder Lu respectfully replied. He stretched out his hand and condensed a ten meter long Spiritual Force Large Hand. He grabbed towards Qing Yu, Hsu Mu, and Lone Wolf.

However, Qing Yu had flashed to the right side of Lone Wolf, and Hsu Mu had flashed to the left. The three of them attacked together, the wind from their fists whistling through the air.

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