158: C158 Encounter a Strong Enemy

C158 Encounter a Strong Enemy

"Plop, plop, plop …"

The moment the sharp blades in the killers' hands touched Gao Feng's body, they were immediately attacked by the Power of Thunder on Gao Feng's body that had yet to be refined and absorbed. Their entire bodies were sent flying and they fell dozens of feet away.

This was because they were attacked by the Power of Thunder remaining on Gao Feng's skin. This was equivalent to absorbing all the Power of Thunder outside Gao Feng's body. The Power of Thunder that was originally on Gao Feng's skin also disappeared. Instead, it reduced the time and energy Gao Feng needed to refine it.

The Power of Thunder remained on Gao Feng's surface were not strong, and those killers were not hurt. They quickly got up, held their weapons, and looked at Gao Feng in fear. They no longer dared to attack him.

Even though those assassins didn't dare to attack Gao Feng, it didn't mean that Gao Feng would let them go. When Gao Feng saw the Royal Armament in their hands, he immediately summoned his Nine-vein Divine Sword and rushed towards the pale-faced scholar.

Amongst these people, his cultivation was the lowest. He was at the third stage of the Martial Ancestor, and Gao Feng could use him to practice, to see if he could win against experts at the Martial Ancestor realm after breaking through.

The pale-faced scholar became even paler when he saw Gao Feng thrusting at him with his sword. However, Gao Feng was so fast that he had to subconsciously use his spear to block.

Clang!

The spear clashed with the Giant Sword and sparks flew everywhere. The white-faced scholar was so shocked by the Nine-vein Divine Sword that his hand almost went numb, and the spear in his hand almost slipped out of his grasp.

When the others saw that the pale-faced scholar was not sent flying by Gao Feng's Power of Thunder, they all brandished the Royal Armament in their hands and charged towards Gao Feng.

There were five or six people in the opponent's group, and all of them were experts of the Martial Ancestor. Gao Feng did not dare to let down his guard and quickly retreated to defend himself.

The tall man's reaction was very fast, as he quickly raised the large blade in his hand to block.

Clang!

As the blades and swords clashed, a deafening crisp sound was heard. Sparks flew as high as a few meters. The big blade was missing a cut, but the Nine-vein Divine Sword seemed to be fine. Only Gao Feng knew that the color of the Nine-vein Divine Sword had darkened a lot.

"What a strong power!"

Gao Feng was so shocked that his arm went numb. He was shocked. It seemed like he was still lacking when compared to Ye Mo.

Gao Feng's arm went numb from the shock, and his tall tiger's mouth was also in pain. A hint of shock flashed across his eyes. He was born with brute force, so he was rarely a match for his peers.

Over the years, he had relied on his innate brute force to behead countless opponents. Even those experts who were two levels higher than him couldn't escape.

But today, he was shaken to the point of numbness by an opponent a great realm lower than him. How could he not be shocked when he almost dropped his hand with such force?

What made him even more shocked was that the blade that he thought he was proud of, which was an inch thick, was actually cut open by his opponent's Giant Sword.

The tall one looked at the rusty Giant Sword in Gao Feng's hand and asked in disbelief: "The weapon in your hand is a godly weapon?"

Gao Feng looked at the Nine-vein Divine Sword in his hand and said proudly: "At least you have some experience!"

"Then it will be mine from now on." The tall man immediately revealed a greedy look.

Gao Feng sneered, "That will depend on whether you have the ability or not."

This was a continent where the strong were respected. Whoever had the ability would belong to them, regardless of whether they were weapons or beauties.

"Mountain Splitting Blade!"

The tall man shouted. His expression changed and his aura exploded. He raised his broadsword and slashed at Gao Feng with a terrifying killing intent.

Boom!

He raised his hand and swung his sword. Although the slash didn't hit Gao Feng, it cut open a trench that was a foot deep and several feet long on the flat ground.

It was a good thing that Gao Feng felt a hint of danger right after the tall man's aura exploded. He knew that this was an expert at the Seventh Grade, and since he was no match for the tall man, he didn't dare to fight him head on.

Even though the knife did not hit Gao Feng, but Gao Feng was still scared by the power of the tall man's knife.1

Too powerful! No matter how special his physique was, he might not be able to withstand such a terrifying attack. It seemed that there was still quite a large gap between his and the Seventh Grade s.

If he could not face the strong Seventh Grade of the Martial Ancestor realm, he could only choose to be a soft persimmon to pinch.

Gao Feng looked around. The pale-faced scholar was a bit far away, so he couldn't directly attack him, so he could only swing his sword at the short man. Apart from the white-faced scholar, the short one's cultivation was the lowest.

Clang!

The short man's Long Sword broke into two upon contact with Gao Feng's Nine-vein Divine Sword, scaring him so much that he started sweating cold sweat, his face ashen. Gao Feng's sword did not stop. It went straight towards the short man's head.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Seeing the Giant Sword slashing at him, the short one felt his vision go black, his legs went soft, and he collapsed onto the ground.

Just when the Giant Sword in Gao Feng's hand was about to hit the short one's head, a long spear rushed over and picked up Gao Feng's Giant Sword. Although Gao Feng's Giant Sword bent the long spear over, due to the short one collapsing onto the ground in fear, the Nine-vein Divine Sword still couldn't taste the deliciousness of the human body.

At the same time, Gao Feng suddenly felt something tightening behind him. An extremely dense aura of death assaulted him, so he had no choice but to give up on killing the short guy and turn around to block the attacker.

"Clang!"

The attacker was tall, Gao Feng's Nine-vein Divine Sword collided with the tall broadsword once again, producing a crisp sound. The sparks that it created splashed onto the two people's robes, instantly creating a few small holes, while a pungent smell of burnt cloth drifted out.

Among his peers, Gao Feng's strength didn't lose to anyone. However, the taller one, his height, age, and cultivation level were all a lot higher than Gao Feng's.

The moment their weapons clashed, Gao Feng's palm cracked and the Nine-vein Divine Sword almost fell out of his hand.

Although the tall one was extremely powerful, he was still in a lot of pain from Gao Feng's Power of Thunder. He could not help but take a few steps back.

Gao Feng's reaction was very fast, he did not care about the pain of his palm splitting apart, and stabbed the Nine-vein Divine Sword towards the tall man who had not stabilized his footing.

The tall man was pale with fright. Because of his height, size, and slow reflexes, it seemed to him that he could not escape this fatal blow.

Buzz!

Just when Gao Feng tried his best to stab the tall one, the white-faced scholar's spear stabbed into Gao Feng's shoulder and blood immediately flowed out. His arm went numb and the tall one escaped from the direction.

When the white-masked scholar's spear stabbed into Gao Feng's body, it met with the counterattack from the Power of Thunder that had yet to refine Gao Feng's body in time. It was as if Gao Feng was struck by an electric shock as he vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Die!"

The tall guy, who barely escaped from death, quickly reacted. With a fierce look in his eyes, he roared, raised his broadsword, and hacked towards Gao Feng.

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