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65: C65

Author: Ku Xiu Ren Sheng Word Count: 4698 Updated: 2025-03-29 12:01:54

C65

The more you fight, the stronger you become. Are you a monster?

There had never been a person who dared to challenge Wu Jing's bottom line. In the Cold Moon Island, other than the sect elders, all the disciples were respectful to him.

However, this alien in front of him had actually killed dozens of his trusted disciples.

Unforgivable!

"Low grade Profound Rank martial skill, Eight Desolate Blade Seal!" A crescent moon blade appeared in Wu Jing's hand, and he ruthlessly slashed at Ye Fan.

Eight blade lights attacked Ye Fan from eight different directions. The power of the fifth level of the Earth Realm was not a joke.

berserk blood!

Nether Sacred Body!

Boundless sword intent, all the firepower was unleashed!

Ye Fan's aura expanded greatly as he brandished the Divine Punisher Blade. Streams of sharp sword concept shot out.

When the two collided, they actually managed to cancel each other out.

How is this possible? To take a hit from me when I'm only at the second level of the Earth Realm, that's absolutely impossible! Wu Jing was stunned, at the same time, he unleashed all of his Qi, and immediately raised his blade and rushed forward.

Under the impact of one attack, Ye Fan was pushed back several tens of meters, and along the way, he smashed apart a large tree before stopping.

The strength of fifth level was indeed too great. To the current him, the speed and strength of the other party was a huge threat.

The difference in realms was not something that could be made up for through accumulation. If it was someone at the same realm, then Ye Fan's foundation would be many times deeper.

But now, it was like a ten year old child fighting an eighteen year old youth. They were not on the same level at all.

"I had thought that you would be strong enough to repay the lives of the several tens of disciples of Cold Moon Island!" Wu Jing sneered.

"Is that so? With your little strength, you won't be able to kill me! "

"Boundless Sword Intent, explode!" Rumble! Boundless sword intent exploded out from Ye Fan's body, all of it converging onto the Divine Punisher Blade.

Feeling this berserk sword intent, Wu Jing's heart could not help but tremble. If a sword expert wanted to comprehend sword intent, they would need at least a few dozen years, right?

Did this brat cultivate the way of the sword from his mother's womb? This was way too freaking monstrous!

Without thinking too much, Wu Jing also channeled all of the True Divine Spirit Qi in his body and slashed outwards.

"Go! The Divine Punisher Blade is so lonely! "

Rumble ~ The two weapons fiercely clashed with an aura of annihilation.

Energy ripples that could be seen with the naked eye rippled outwards.

The berserk sword aura of the Immortal Execution Archipelago directly shattered Wu Jing's blade. If it were not for the protection of the Astral Energy, even his martial body would have been destroyed.

"Gale Steps, eat my palm!" Ye Fan leapt into the air and smashed his palm towards her. The power of the berserk blood, was maximized.

The two exchanged blows, both retreating more than ten meters.

"Eat my palm again ~"

Lie down and wipe! Why did he come again? Wu Jing's entire body was still trembling. Was the other party planning to throw away his life?

Another palm strike!0

"Heh, you're not bad. You gave me the chance to forge my body!" I, Ye Fan, will not die if I don't hurt you.

Bang bang bang ~ In the beginning, Wu Jing had to fight back with all his might. All the way until the back, when the opponent seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the martial body also became tougher and tougher.

Bang ~ A palm broke through Wu Jing's defense and directly pierced into his chest.

It was at this moment that Wu Jing saw Ye Fan's smile. In the next moment, a berserk sword intent condensed in Ye Fan's palm, instantly shattering his heart.

Fifth level of the Earth Profound Realm, die!

Wu Jing died without understanding how this monster was made. It was as if he didn't know pain.

"Phew ~ You've finally f * cking died from it. You can't do it in a single move. You're truly aggrieved." Ye Fan sat on the ground, feeling weak like he had spent an entire night doing a major care job.

No, he had to recover his strength as soon as possible. Who knew if he would suddenly lose some points in this maze?

He didn't say much and just used the Divine Punisher Blade to wipe his neck!

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