The Feng Zun Journey
Fierce Fight

After being trapped under the pressure of the Five Elements Domain Sword, he simply could not do much.

Tang Lingzhen finally really died.

His head that was on the ground still revealed an expression of surprise, yet it was too late for him to say a word of regret.

When he saw that head rolling on the ground, Liyan Yun could not help but recall Tang Lingzhen's threat to Feng Zun earlier.

"If you dare to cross this line, I will take your head!"

Now, that threat seemed like a big joke, it turned out that death was actually experienced by Tang Lingzhen …

"Bajing*n!!" 

Tang Lingzhen's death made the blood-red-robed man explode in wrath. 

Then his sleeves fluttered as he swung an attack for Feng Zun who was in the distance.

Bang out!

The traces of those palms seemed to be condensed like fresh blood. Its color was bright red, imposing, and exuded a ferocious aura of oppression.

Feng Zun did not try to dodge. Instead, he swung his sword and clashed with the attack head-on.

Clangs!

The Blue Thunder Sword hummed and carried a huge energy like a tide, its rusty blade was currently shining with a radiance of ice-like light. 

Its sharp glint was able to sting the eyes, and its cold light shone down on the entire underground world.

A great battle broke out. 

Feng Zun's aura changed, becoming increasingly arrogant and unrestrained, with a peerless style, he looked like an immortal from the heavens. Every movement and slash of his sword, as if it was capable of splitting heaven and earth.

Swoshis! 

Bang out!

The entire expanse of heaven and earth instantly fell into chaos, as Feng Zun's sword qi clashed directly with the traces of red-colored palms.

To the surprise of Liyan Yun and the white-robed old man, Feng Zun was not at all harmed as he clashed with the red-clothed man directly!

"The child's combat prowess was actually so heaven-defying !?"

The white-robed old man was confused, and he could no longer be as calm as before.

The red-robed middle-aged man was Tang Mingzhen, he was the peak immortal realm old demon of the Guanyang Sect. Even if he did not possess a physical body, his primordial spirit avatar was enough to crush, any cultivator of the Immortal Realm pinnacle easily!

Yet now, a young cultivator at the early level of the immortal realm, was apparently able to come face to face with Tang Mingzhen directly. Of course the white-robed old man was shocked!

"How is it possible..."  

Liyan Yun's expression was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Tang Lingzhen's death earlier, had given her an enormous psychological blow.

Now, as he watched Feng Zun confront directly with Tang Mingzhen's primordial spirit avatar, Liyan Yun felt an unbearable chill rise in his heart.

The reason is very simple. Even if she fought with everything she had, she was by no means a match for Tang Mingzhen.

How could Liyan Yun not be aware of the implications? 

If she fought Feng Zun, then it was certain that she would meet the same fate as Tang Lingzhen!

“Strong together! We absolutely must not let him escape to the great ritual altar!” 

The white-robed old man transmitted his voice directly into Liyan Yun's ears.

Liyan Yun nodded, then he immediately threw away all his scattered thoughts.

Clangs!

The sword shell on his back opened, and an ancient sword with a pine-like carved pattern suddenly swept through the air.

The sword had an extremely ancient design, and two strange inscriptions on it carved him over the hilt of his sword.

With the sword in hand, Liyan Yun's aura momentum changed, and his sword intent soared high into the sky. 

Then he planted his foot firmly onto the ground, then slashed into the air, attacking Feng Zun in the distance.

Swoshis!

Several overlapping black sword shadows, seemingly submerging the entire region into darkness, carried a terrifying ferocious aura with it.

His achievements in the Sword Dao seemed to have come close to perfection.

At the same time, the white-robed old man also attacked.

His voice boomed like spring thunder, and his sleeves fluttered as he activated a graceful spiritual sword. Its light glimmered like snow as it slashed towards Feng Zun.

The achievement of the white-robed old man within the Sword Dao, turned out to be far more shocking than Liyan Yun. In just one strike, he displayed strength that seemed to be enough to overturn mountains and oceans.

Just then was the red-robed middle-aged man, Tang Mingzhen, taking out his heirloom. 

He gripped the twin black short spear, held it in each hand, and swung it with all his might.

The aura he exuded was extremely frightening.

Swoshis! 

Bang out!

The entire underground region was thrown into the chaotic turbulence of space, and a misty light surged.

Feng Zun instantly discovered the danger of this combined attack.

Although he had only faced three enemies this time, it was much more terrifying than his fight with Guan Shouyou and the other eight immortal ancient demon factions.

The reason for this was simple, it was because the white-robed old man and Tang Mingzhen were both primordial spirits of the peak Immortal Realm. And they were demon cultivators, naturally the majesty of their strength was definitely beyond imagination.

Liyan Yun and the other Immortal Realm demon cultivators, could not compare to the two of them at all.

After clashing with Tang Mingzhen earlier, Feng Zun knew that with the cultivation he was currently using, dealing with a person like him was even a little tiring.

But now, he precisely had to fight the three of them at once, and this meant that Feng Zun was facing danger from all sides.

"Unfortunately, the timing is not right. Otherwise, I can use this battle to try my real cultivation…"  

Feng Zun sighed to himself.

After all, he still had other plans for a trip to this underground world, he naturally did not want to waste his energy just for a fight like this.

Moreover, if he took out too much true essence, it would most likely affect what happened next.

"Quick attack! He can't seem to last too long anymore!” 

Tang Mingzhen shouted and her killing intent surged around her.

"Dead!" 

As he began to attack, the gaze of the white-robed old man was sinister, and his aura terrifying.

Although Liyan Yun seemed to be of little use, he was standing behind Feng Zun, he obviously wanted to prevent him from escaping.

As Feng Zun saw this, the corner of his lips curved up and said, "Don't panic, I will definitely send you to hell today."

As his voice was still heard, a deep and mysterious streak of aura quietly rose upwards and enveloped the Blue Thunder Sword, making the sword buzz and tremble violently.

The sword seemed to express his excitement.

Swoshis!

The spiritual sword of the white-robed old man descended from the sky, in a graceful and glittering manner like a blizzard. 

It was an attack with dense and imposing strength. 

The power contained in the attack seemed to be capable of overturning mountains and rivers, revealing an extremely vast, majestic, and domineering power.

"Dead!" 

Feng Zun's eyes flashed with a cold light. 

He raised the Blue Thunder Sword that was still shaking into the air, then swung it, releasing a beam of transparent sword qi.

It was three feet long and looked simple.

But the moment it swept over, it was as if nothing could block its path. Then it easily pierced through the attacks of the white-robed old man.

Immediately after, the old man's spiritual sword was torn apart and split into pieces.

The change happened so suddenly, that it made the old man seem to lose his composure even more. 

He immediately turned to escape, shouting, “Damn it! How can this.”.

Before he finished speaking, the three-foot-tall sword qi collapsed.