The Feng Zun Journey
Massacring
Guodong Feng suddenly recalled the moment he fought Feng Zun before.
Even when he used his Primordial Blood True Demon Beasts, he was unable to affect Feng Zun in the slightest.
Feng Zun also retaliated with a single strike.
It was as if the scene was happening again before him, repeated over and over again!
As the commotion swept through the crowd, Feng Zun started a massacre.
His white robe fluttered around him, and his figure looked illusory, like a beam of light.
It seemed like he was taking a leisurely walk, but in truth, his movements were extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived before a jade green-robed man.
The man's pupils constricted, and his immediate response was to flee.
However, the sword qi slash arrived faster than his reaction!
A slash!
A severed and bloodied head flew through the air.
The unstoppable sword qi went wild, unleashing its destructive power. In one move, it shattered the body of the jade-robed man and cut his head into pieces, which scattered in all directions like a rain of blood.
A medium stage Immortal cultivator of the Guodong Family had fallen!
The bloody and brutal scene instantly shocked everyone present.
However, Feng Zun's expression was extremely calm. He continued to head towards the remaining five late stage Immortal cultivators.
When the battle had already reached this point, why would he hesitate?
He approached his duel with Guodong Feng with a desire to argue and investigate his opponent's abilities.
But this time? He was here just to slaughter!
"Quick! Use your full strength and kill him!” shouted a gray-robed elder.
His sleeves fluttered around him as he unsheathed the glittering golden flying sword.
He was the first to slash at Feng Zun.
"Enable!"
"Go!"
"Destroy it!"
"Kill it!"
The other four late stage Immortal cultivators used Dao seals, expulsion flies, spiritual stoves, and spiritual swords.
Dao spells rumbled, divine light circulated, and sword qi swept out like a tide.
The entire expanse of heaven and earth was engulfed in chaos, the sun and moon were losing their light.
Feng Zun's gaze was calm and indifferent, he did not attempt to dodge or flee. He came closer and faced the attack head on.
Clangs!
With a resonant impact, Feng Zun's relaxed sword swing made the golden flying blade that descended fly far away.
Then, he raised and swung his sword into the air.
A slash!
Thirty feet away, a purple-robed middle-aged man holding an exorcist finally split into two in the middle of the attack.
His blood splattered in the air as half of his corpse fell to the ground.
A late stage Immortal cultivator, this was their second expert who had fallen!
Feng Zun did not even stop to look. He suddenly stepped forward, and…
Bang out!
The entire sky seemed to collapse. The Dao seal, spiritual sword, and spiritual furnace all shook as if pressed down.
"Damn!"
An authoritative black-robed and grizzled elder seemed to lose his composure. He was just about to take the Dao seal under his control when…
"Nooo!"
A pitiful desperate scream sounded, then it suddenly stopped.
The black-robed elder shattered into small pieces under the countless sword qi, then disappeared into nothingness.
This bloody scene astonished everyone present, they barely dared to believe their eyes.
Everything happened too fast!
When Feng Zun broke the Six Paths Night Ruler Formation, he attacked as fast as a beam of light.
He appeared out of nowhere, and wherever his sword went, death must have followed!
What heirloom?
What secret art?
Against him, they were all as fragile as paper machete, unable to even take a single strike!
In just a few blinks of an eye, he had executed three late stage Immortal cultivators consecutively!
How is this different from slaughtering a chicken and killing a dog?
"How is this possible…?" Someone said sadly.
“This... How could he be so scary?” said someone else in great surprise.
Yet more and more people were so shaken that they just stood there in a daze.
All they could think of was the figure of Feng Zun right now, resembling an immortal being from a supreme holy place, who was incomparable and invincible!
The Immortal Realm cultivators of the Guodong Family far surpassed most others in the same realm!
Yet now, even though they were fighting together, Feng Zun slashed through everything easily, like he was cutting vegetables.
Who is not surprised? Who is not trembling?
“When I first met him, I was like a frog in a well, not knowing his strength. Today, when I see her again..didn't I make the same mistake.?” Daoist Haoran muttered, his heart trembling.
“Teacher, you are not a frog in a well. It's just that Young Master Feng Zun has changed too much, this is beyond what we can imagine.” Shuoxue said.
He looked dazed, but the hand gripping the talisman Feng Zun gave him secretly slipped off.
What is the need for external forces at a time like this?
“Sister Feng Zun is indeed strong from the beginning!” Tianba excitedly waved his small hand.
Of all the people present, only this simple and unfazed young girl, who was completely confident in Feng Zun from start to finish.
"So this was his true strength." Guodong Feng's heart trembled, and he felt a cold turmoil in the depths of his heart.
For the first time, the young generation figure of the Guodong Family realized how far behind he was, when comparing himself to Feng Zun.
“Sial!”
Guodong Lai was also worried.
His expression changed dramatically, and he knew he could no longer be an observer.
His Qi rumbled, and he stepped into the air, but just as he was about to attack…
Feng Zun's robes fluttered around him as he suddenly pressed against the sky with the Fantian Emperor Sword.
He was like an immortal being swinging his sword, which seemed to intend to dominate the entire mortal human world!
“Run fast!”
Only three late stage Immortal cultivators remained.
Everyone was screaming in fear, they already realized that this was not a good sign for them, and their desire to fight had completely collapsed.
How could they dare to endure any longer?
They turned and ran away!
However, just as they were about to escape, sword qi that filled the air descended, vast and boundless, like a river of heaven broke through the dam and flowed into the world below.
Those three late stage Immortal cultivators were like blades of grass under a raging tidal wave.
Waves of sword qi enveloped them, destroying their souls and bodies mercilessly and without exception!