Chapter 27 Demon Blade Nalan Jing
Boom...
The attacks of both sides heavily collided together, releasing a power in the void that could be described as heaven-shattering and earth-destroying.
That terrifying power emerging nearly suffocated many of the watching cultivators.
When the residual energy dissipated,
everyone looked and saw Lin Feng and Yu Boyun standing thousands of meters apart, gazing at each other from a distance.
"My God, that guy has resisted Yu Boyun's attack again; is he really just at the Martial King Realm?" Many people shouted in disbelief, truly shocked and moved.
A cultivator of the Martial King Realm was, surprisingly, able to display such formidable combat power.
"Cultivators of the Yin Yang Realm are indeed powerful," Lin Feng took a deep breath.
Only after battling with a cultivator of this level does one realize how terrifying they truly are.
"Boy, I'm going to take your life."
Yu Boyun's expression turned gloomy, and he made his move again; this time, Yu Boyun performed an extremely formidable secret technique, continuously forming various mysterious magic decisions with his hands.
Roar.
After a short while, a roaring sound shook the heavens; In the void, a gigantic lion materialized.
It was a flame lion, over a thousand meters tall with an imposing aura. With a roar from the lion, Beihuang City vaguely trembled slightly.
"Heavenly Gang Fire Lion Skill."
Someone exclaimed, recognizing the technique to be an extremely formidable unique skill, rumored to have been created by a strong figure known as the Fire Lion Demon Monarch during the Ancient Era.
The Fire Lion was wild!
The Heavenly Gang Fire Lion Skill also carried the wild aura of the Fire Lion.
Its attacking power was terribly terrifying.
As the Fire Lion roared and galloped in the void, it lunged towards Lin Feng.
Waves of heaven-shattering and earth-splitting energies enveloped all heavens.
Bearing the power that could induce a heavenly collapse and earth split, the Fire Lion pounced on Lin Feng like an ancient fierce beast.
Feeling the terrifying aura of the Fire Lion, many people's faces turned pale.
The Fire Lion was too powerful; just feeling the aura of the Fire Lion was enough to overwhelm many, let alone Lin Feng, who was targeted by it.
Everyone looked up at the great battle in the sky, secretly guessing whether Lin Feng could withstand such a powerful attack.
"Hmph, a mere Fire Lion dares to show ferocity before me?"
Lin Feng sneered coldly, directly performing the Ancient Saint Emperor's Qiongqi Treasure Skill.
Roar, roar, roar...
The roars vibrated the void.
A thousand-meter-tall three-headed Qiongqi materialized, baring its fangs and claws as it directly lunged at the Fire Lion.
"It's a Qiongqi!"
"Isn't a Qiongqi supposed to have one head? Why does this Qiongqi have three heads?"
Many people exclaimed continuously upon seeing the Qiongqi shadow condensed by Lin Feng.
At that moment, the three-headed Qiongqi collided with the Fire Lion.
Both colossal beings clashed with the most powerful attacks and most fierce collisions.
Accompanied by the intense sounds of impact, the Fire Lion in the void was actually torn apart by the three-headed Qiongqi.
"What a terrifying secret technique, it actually broke through Yu Boyun's Heavenly Gang Fire Lion Skill."
Seeing this scene, many people shouted in shock, hardly believing what they were seeing.
But this was indeed happening right before their eyes, leaving no room for disbelief.
The three-headed Qiongqi growled lowly, leaped forward, and pounced towards Yu Boyun, who obviously hadn't expected such a turn of events and couldn't react in time, thus being forced to retreat continuously by the three-headed Qiongqi.
"Go to hell."
Thinking that he, a cultivator at the Yin Yang Realm, was being pushed back by a secret technique from a Martial King Realm cultivator, Yu Boyun felt an endless humiliation. He roared and struck a palm towards the three-headed Qiongqi.
This was Yu Boyun's furious strike.
Now, Yu Boyun felt as though he caught the odd glances of others, those glances seemed to carry a hint of mockery.
He, after all, was a being of the Yin Yang Realm, yet now he was being pushed back by a Martial King Realm cultivator. It was imaginable that this incident would quickly spread throughout Beihuang City, and he would inevitably become a laughingstock.
"Bang."
Under his raging fury, Yu Boyun's attack was naturally extremely terrifying, the strike ferociously slammed into the three-headed Qiongqi, directly blasting it apart.
Then Yu Boyun, swift as lightning, rushed towards Lin Feng, condensing a massive energy orb in his hand.
That was an energy orb formed by condensed mana.
If that energy orb were to explode, it would undoubtedly cause extremely horrific damage.
Lin Feng felt an extremely oppressive sensation from that energy orb, a scent of death.
Lin Feng knew that Yu Boyun's strike could likely kill him, and he dared not hold anything back, quickly condensing the character "Destruction".
Waves of the power of destruction began to surge out from within Lin Feng.
When Lin Feng performed the character "Destruction," Bai Shengyi seemed to sense it, her beautiful eyes suddenly revealing an extremely shocked expression.
"Could it be?" Her voice trembled slightly.
...
"End!" At last, within the void, a character for "end" imbued with the aura of the Dao had congealed.
That character "end" directly blasted towards Yu Boyun.
Boom...
The Dao character "end" and the energy sphere summoned by Yu Boyun fiercely collided, then, a devastatingly powerful aura surged forth, sweeping across all directions.
The resulting energy from the insane collision surged around them.
Both Lin Feng and Yu Boyun were hit by the residual energy, sending both flying.
Lin Feng was thrown back a thousand meters before he could finally stop himself with difficulty.
Yu Boyun was also thrown back seven to eight hundred meters.
Below them were countless cultivators, staring dumbfounded; Lin Feng's combat power was simply too fearsome.
Everyone's heart was immensely shocked. This guy, he was too monstrous, wasn't he? If he didn't die, he would become a formidable figure who dominated his surroundings in the future.
Yu Boyun naturally knew this too, his heart even filled with horror. After three consecutive attacks and increasingly stronger methods, he still hadn't gained any upper hand—how terrifying was this boy?
If he let him grow, and once he broke through to the Yin Yang Realm, wouldn't he be able to kill him in a flash?
Now that they had become enemies, there was no reason to leave a survivor.
Thinking this, Yu Boyun's intent to kill was even stronger. He spurred his mana inside his body to the utmost limit, a more violent surge of mana emerged, clearly preparing to make his strongest strike.
"Looks like I need to resort to the final Soul Secret Skill..." Lin Feng's face was somewhat pale; casting the Dao character "end," Lin Feng already felt the fatigue and weakness in his body.
But obviously, Yu Boyun was still at his peak. This might be the greatest disparity between the Martial King Realm and the Yin Yang Realm, right? The Martial King Realm, when it came to depletion, simply couldn't outlast a cultivator of the Yin Yang Realm.
"You all look, Yu Boyun is about to use an even stronger technique, but that kid's aura seems much weaker than before, having repeatedly used big secret techniques, his body must have reached its limit now."
"That's right, that kid has reached his limit, now he's in trouble, he probably won't be able to withstand Yu Boyun's strike."
Many cultivators also saw Lin Feng's condition and couldn't help discussing passionately; many even felt a trace of pity, Lin Feng being a favored son of heaven, likely to fall here. Such a talent not yet fully grown, yet to fall here, truly too unfortunate.
"Boy, this time I must kill you, Star Fist Technique."
Yu Boyun let out a cold shout, and threw a punch. Above Yu Boyun, a large star appeared, which he pushed forward, intending to crush Lin Feng with the star.
"Use the Soul Secret Skill then burn my Undying Divine Blood to stimulate my body's potential and kill him!"
Lin Feng's eyes were filled with a fierce expression. His biggest reliance was the drop of Undying Divine Blood that had awakened in his body. Once activated, Lin Feng would receive an unimaginable enhancement in strength.
Of course, this would also cause great harm to Lin Feng. If the Divine Blood were burned, awakening the Divine Blood again would be much more difficult, perhaps even impossible to awaken forever, and then, not to mention reviving the Undying Bloodline.
But the situation Lin Feng faced was urgent, a matter of utmost emergency.
Lin Feng gnashed his teeth, ready to burn the divine blood inside his body, but at that moment, a cold laugh sounded from not far away in a tavern.
"Yu Boyun, no matter what, you're a cultivator of the Yin Yang Realm, claiming to kill that kid within three moves; your three moves are up, and since you haven't killed that kid, you should behave with the dignity of a cultivator of the Yin Yang Realm and let this matter rest."
Swoosh! Everyone's gaze turned toward the tavern direction, where, by the window, sat a middle-aged cultivator who actually was one-armed.
He was drinking by himself.
"This seat's matter is none of your concern." Yu Boyun coldly laughed, his heart not taking the one-armed cultivator's words seriously.
He continued to blast towards Lin Feng.
"Has a mighty expert of the Yin Yang Realm lost his face? Since you've abandoned face, I don't mind slapping you harshly."
The one-armed cultivator let out a cold laugh.
Swoosh.
In an instant, his figure flashed, and he had already disappeared from within the tavern.
"What a fast speed," Lin Feng was shocked; with his capabilities, he hadn't even seen how the one-armed cultivator had disappeared.
"The one-armed cultivator is gone," many people exclaimed.
In the next moment.
The one-armed cultivator had already appeared in front of Yu Boyun.
"You..." Yu Boyun's face drastically changed.
He quickly retreated.
But it was already too late.
The one-armed cultivator raised his right hand and slapped towards Yu Boyun.
Smack!
A loud slap rang out.
This slap harshly struck Yu Boyun's face.
Yu Boyun's body suddenly shifted several hundred meters, crashing into a two-story high tavern, the tavern collapsed, burying Yu Boyun completely in the debris.
"I, Nalan Jing, hate people who don't keep their word the most," said the one-armed cultivator coldly smiling.
"Na, Nalan Jing?" Many people's faces showed extremely shocked expressions.
Demon Blade Nalan Jing! One of the Eight Great Independent Cultivators of the Demon Dao on the Heavenly Martial Continent.
A fearsome figure whose mere name made others pale with fear.
Even Lin Feng, hearing this name, his expression drastically changed.