The Rise of the Evil Sword God
Chapter 64: You are too weak
Feng Yun stared at Yan Zilan for a few seconds, when he saw there was a serious wound on his body, feeling relieved.
At this moment, the rest of the disciples of the two sects also recognized Feng Yun and Zi Ling, the first to react was Ren Qingsheng.
"I looked for you for a while, but I didn't expect you to come alone to die here." Ren Qingsheng came in front of Feng Yun and said, "Even the first genius girl from Whitestone city has also come."
"Ren Qingsheng, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to start a war between the two sects?" Zi Ling coldly said as she looked towards the crowd.
"Without proof they can't do anything." Ren Qingsheng said as a ferocious look appeared in his eyes.
"Just talk, kill them all don't let anyone live." Wen Desheng shouted in an impatient voice.
Listening to Wen Desheng's orders, one of the disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect moved in front of Feng Yun, both of them swung the sword towards Feng Yun.
"Dead!"
Feng Yun watched the two men as they approached him. When they got close enough, he attacked them with a heavenly murderous sword. The next moment the disciples from both sects became shocked, they revealed it seemed like they had seen a ghost.
Feng Yun sword attack was fast, it instantly pierced through the bodies of the two men, even the protective talisman was unable to block the heavenly murderous sword. Blood splattered on the ground and two lifeless bodies fell to the ground.
"How is this possible? How could his attack break through the protective talisman's defenses?"
Both Wen Desheng and Ren Qingsheng widened their eyes and looked at Feng Yun as if they were looking at a monster, as they did not dare to believe what they had just seen.
After all, the protective talismans refined by the sect elders, even Foundation Establishment stage experts would find it difficult to break them. while Feng Yun tore them apart like a piece of paper.
"There's something strange about his sword. If I'm not mistaken, the sword in his hand must be a middle-class Earth-class weapon or higher." Ren Qingsheng was also a genius swordsman. He immediately sensed that the Fen Yun sword was a high-level artifact. When he saw Feng Yun's sword force, he could smell a strong sense of danger.
"Damn it, how did that bastard get this treasure sword?" Wen Desheng said angrily. A greedy expression appeared on his face as he looked at the sword in Feng Yun's hand. "Feng Yun, if you offer your sword, I will save your life" he said while releasing the aura of the late stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
Wen Desheng winked at Ren Qingsheng, his motive was clear after getting the sword from Feng Yun, they were going to kill him.
"What's? You think you can beat me." Sensing Wen Desheng's aura, Feng Yun said in disdain, "To be honest, I'm afraid your strength isn't enough to make a full strike."
At the same time when Wen Desheng attacked Feng Yun, Ren Qingsheng moved. The two sword lights crossed each other as they attacked Feng Yun.
"Destructive!"
A ray of red light emanated from Feng Yun's sword as he held his sword to deal the blow. The sharp sword aura intersected with the tip of the Heavenly Killing Sword. Puncturing at extreme speed.
Not only was this sword attack fast, it was also as erratic as the wind, and pierced towards their chests with an irresistible force.
In haste, Wen Desheng and Ren Qingsheng hurriedly held their swords horizontally in front of their chests, blocking Feng Yun's extreme attacks.
However, Feng Yun's sword attack was filled with Sword Qi. Coupled with Feng Yun's attack power, the heavenly sword shattered their high-class Spirit Ranking sword and violently struck their chests, sending them flying out, sending them flying out, it fell to the ground like a kite with its rope cut off.
"I must say, you are too weak!"
Feng Yun turned his gaze to the two people who were extremely shocked by his strength. Then coldly mocked them.
"How is this possible? How could his attack be so powerful?"
But Feng Yun did not give them a chance to run, with a fast speed he appeared in front of two people, unsheathed his sword, instantly ending their lives.
"Who else?"
After killing Wen Desheng and Ren Qingsheng in the most tyrannical manner, Feng Yun raised his sword with one hand, pointed at the ugly expression of the crowd, and said viciously.
Among the crowd, Yan Zilan looked at Feng Yun, who was staring at the world with a domineering gaze, while his deep eyes shone with light.
While Jing Tian's eyes revealed a surprised expression as he looked at Feng Yun. A few months ago, Feng Yun had only been in the Body Refining Cultivator and now he was already far ahead of him.
"I'll count to three. If you don't get out of here, I will definitely kill you." Feng Yun looked at the panicked crowd and warned them coldly.
The moment they heard Feng Yun, the remaining disciples fled hurriedly.