979: C979 Kuhai's Mouth

C979 Kuhai's Mouth

"You're courting death!"

Gao Feng roared and swung his sword towards Bei Taixi.

"Clang!"

"Kacha …"

The sound of weapons hitting each other rang out. At the same time, a crisp sound also sounded out, scaring Gao Feng to the point that his face turned pale and the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger.

The clashing sound was caused by the Nine-vein Divine Sword and the huge blade in Bei Taixi's hands, and the cracking sound was no doubt caused by Bei Taixi's huge blade hitting Murong Xue's body, which meant that Wu Tie's movement was still slower by half a beat, Murong Xue could have been killed by Bei Taixi.

Thinking that Murong Xue might have died at the hands of Bei Taixi, Gao Feng seemed to have lost his mind. His eyes were bloodshot as he swung his sword towards Bei Taixi.

"Little big brother, look and see if anything happened to Elder Sister Xue. Let me deal with this old fogey."

Feier warned him as she waved her sword to kill Bei Taixi.

"I'm fine."

Just as Gao Feng was looking at Murong Xue, Murong Xue's sweet voice rang out.

However, the icicles on her body were shattered by Bei Taixi. Originally, she would have died under Bei Taixi's huge blade, but coincidentally, the Nine-vein Divine Sword blocked Bei Taixi's huge blade.

If Gao Feng's movement was slightly slower, Murong Xue might have been chopped into two halves by Bei Taixi.

Gao Feng looked at Murong Xue and asked in disbelief, "Xue'er, are you alright?"

Murong Xue straightened her clothes and said, "Husband, I'm fine. Go help Younger Sister Feier."

Feier was at the peak of Martial Immortal Stage, while Bei Taixi was at the fourth stage of Martial God Stage. Fortunately, Feier's mouth could spit out Wind Blade, so Bei Taixi did not dare to be careless.

"Feier, you're no match for that old ghost, you take care of Xue Er."

Seeing the icicles on Murong Xue's body explode, Gao Feng's face returned to normal as he waved his Nine-vein Divine Sword to attack Bei Taixi.

"Even you are like a clay buddha crossing a river — you can't even protect yourself, and yet you command others. You are simply courting death."

Ancestor of North Ice Sect sneered. He waved his hands and a palm with both extreme cold and murderous aura shot towards Gao Feng.

"Despicable and shameless villain …"

Jiao Yuanjun thought that he had been tricked by Ancestor of North Ice Sect and became furious. He roared, waved his long spear and shot towards Ancestor of North Ice Sect.

"Crash!"

The long spear pierced the ice pillar, causing it to shatter. The Plum Blossom Blade pierced towards Ancestor of North Ice Sect like a hot knife through butter, moving as fast as lightning.

Ancestor of North Ice Sect had no choice but to withdraw his attack on Gao Feng. He dodged to the side and summoned his weapon to block the attack.

"Young master, this old man won't be able to hold on for long. Quickly kill that old man!"

That palm from Ancestor of North Ice Sect just now almost took his life. Now facing the powerful Ancestor of North Ice Sect, Jiao Yuanjun had no confidence at all.

Although Gao Feng didn't know how Jiao Yuanjun got hurt, he could tell that Jiao Yuanjun was seriously injured and that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"Alright, with three moves, I will cripple his cultivation and let him enjoy the taste of being hacked to pieces."

Gao Feng's deep eyes revealed traces of killing intent. Originally, he only wanted to cripple Bei Taixi's cultivation, but Bei Taixi actually ambushed the woman beside him. The woman beside him was his reverse scale, he would kill her if he touched it, there was almost no room for negotiation.

Bei Taixi seemed to have heard a huge joke and laughed loudly: "You want to cripple this old man's cultivation in three moves, not to mention your Third Grade of Martial Monarch Stage, you can't even cripple a third grade Martial Sovereign Stage."

Trash cultivation was even more difficult than killing people. A third stage Martial Sovereign Stage could kill a fourth stage Martial God Stage in one move, but three moves might not be enough to cripple a fourth stage Martial God Stage.

Gao Feng sighed, looked at the spotless Nine-vein Divine Sword and said, "Whether I can do it or not, it's not up to you to decide, but the divine weapon in my hands to decide."

Bei Taixi looked at the sword in Gao Feng's hand and said scornfully: "It's just a Waste Soldier, and yet you dare to use it to show off your strength. Don't you think it's embarrassing? This old man still thinks it's shameful."

Gao Feng changed the topic and said: "This young master crippled your fourth stage Martial God Stage in three moves. You are indeed a disgrace, but there is no other way. You are just a piece of trash."

Bei Taixi was not a match for Gao Feng.

Bei Taixi suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "I don't have the time to waste words with you. If you can't cripple my cultivation level in three moves, what do you think I should do?"

"Three moves won't be enough to cripple your cultivation. This young master will write off the grudge between your North Ice Sect and mine. In the future, no matter how strong I am, I will not cause any trouble with your North Ice Sect."

Gao Feng's voice was resolute and decisive, as if he could really cripple Bei Taixi's cultivation level in three moves.

"Sure, deal." Bei Taixi actually agreed straightforwardly.

Ancestor of North Ice Sect was angered to the point that his face turned ashen. He said, "I object."

"A dying man has no say." Gao Feng glared at Ancestor of North Ice Sect and said arrogantly, "Regardless of whether I can cripple his cultivation level in three moves, you will die."

Gao Feng's domineering voice resounded like thunder in Ancestor of North Ice Sect's ears. He felt his heart tremble.

What was going on? Was he afraid? After all, he was at the peak of the Martial God Stage, how could he be afraid of a Third Grade of Martial Monarch Stage?

Ancestor of North Ice Sect quickly stabilized his state of mind and said to Jiao Yuanjun: "Old Divine Beast, this old man wants to see how a tiny Third Grade of Martial Monarch Stage of his can cripple a fourth stage Martial God Stage in three moves. Can we put aside our prejudice first?"

"Alright."

Jiao Yuanjun's injuries were very serious. Upon hearing Ancestor of North Ice Sect's suggestion, he immediately withdrew his move and retreated far away from Ancestor of North Ice Sect. He then started to operate his martial arts to heal his injuries.

"Let's do it."

Ancestor of North Ice Sect ordered like a judge.

Gao Feng ignored Ancestor of North Ice Sect's words. He looked at Wu Tie and said, "Are you ready? I am going to take action."

Bei Taixi first used the Genuine Qi to protect his body, then said: "I'm ready."

"First move!"

Gao Feng did not emit any Qi, took a step forward, moved his body, waved his Nine-vein Divine Sword and hacked towards Bei Taixi.

"Clang!"

The Nine-vein Divine Sword struck Bei Taixi's huge blade, jolting him back a step while Gao Feng was sent flying a few meters away.

"An ant shaking a tree! Disgraceful!"

Ancestor of North Ice Sect couldn't help but mock him. The sound was very ear-piercing, but Gao Feng turned a deaf ear to it.

"The second move!"

Gao Feng did not pay attention to Ancestor of North Ice Sect's words and did not stay any longer. He raised his sword and hacked at Bei Taixi once again.

"Clang!"

Bei Taixi was forced to retreat a few steps, but Gao Feng wasn't any better and was sent flying again.0

He had already used two moves, but Gao Feng didn't seem to have any advantage. Would three moves destroy Bei Taixi's cultivation?

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