899: C899 The Power of a Single Strike

C899 The Power of a Single Strike

Whiz, whiz, whiz!

Zhan Tianming, Feng Wushuang, and Zeng Kuilin quickly headed east.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, a sword energy flashed out. The sharp and overbearing sword energy cut through the snow. It was like a thread that was buried in the snow was pulled up at a rapid speed. It swept through the snow and rushed straight out.

Zhan Tianming and the other two hurriedly dodged.

Following closely behind was a few snow-white figures that shot over like lightning.

Clangclangclangclang...

The sword qi was piercingly cold like ice, and it was filled with killing intent.

Every single sword qi had locked onto Zhan Tianming, Feng Wushuang, and Zeng Kuilin.

"Humph!"

Zhan Tianming snorted lightly and was about to attack when he saw Zeng Kuilin quickly move his feet. He placed his body in front of Zhan Tianming and Feng Wushuang, and the cold iron rod on his back fell into his hands. He forcefully swept forward, and instantly, a terrifying gust of wind was created.

Hu!

The wind swept forward, and directly swept away the few white figures and the sword Qi they had unleashed, causing them to deviate from their original position.

An attack that relied on physical strength was actually this terrifying!

Zhan Tianming was slightly shocked in his heart.

His left arm had the strength of three hundred dragons, and his right arm also had the strength of one hundred and fifty dragons. However, he believed that he wouldn't be able to deflect those silhouettes and sword Qi with just his strength alone. Judging from Zeng Kuilin's strength just now, it definitely wasn't just the strength of ten dragons.

"It seems like Zeng Kuilin's strength is far more than what the rumors say." Zhan Tianming was slightly delighted in his heart.

The stronger Zeng Kuilin was, the more worth subduing him.

Dong!

After Zeng Kuilin swept his hand, the cold iron rod in his hand slammed into the snow, producing a loud sound.

Ice layer!

Below the snow layer was a thick layer of ice, and the layer of ice contained Power of Law. It made the ice here as hard as iron, even if it had to withstand Zeng Kuilin's powerful attack. There was no sign of it breaking.

The white figures revealed themselves after being blocked by Zeng Kuilin.

Feather Cultivator!

Six five-star supreme level Feather Cultivator, each of their wings were snow white, proving that their attributes were all Ice Attributes.

In such an environment, it increased their strength by a bit.

At this moment, the six Feather Cultivators had already surrounded Zhan Tianming and the other two, their eyes cold and ruthless as they stared at the three of them.

"Hmph! The three Martial Cultivator from the Human Clan really do have some ability." One of the Feather Cultivator coldly harrumphed, "However, this is all you can do. Here... This is your grave. Today next year will also be your day of sacrifice. Hahaha... "

"Big brother, that woman from the Human Clan must be captured alive. She is much more beautiful than the woman from the Bird Race, but it is rare to see her."

"That's right, big brother. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill such a beauty?"

"That girl is pretty strong. If it was a one-on-one fight, we might not be her match. Let's take care of the other two first, then we can work together to capture that girl."

"Alright, let's do it that way."

The few Feather Cultivators didn't have any intention of avoiding suspicion. They started discussing in front of Zhan Tianming and the other two.

When Zhan Tianming heard these words, killing intent rose in his eyes.

Damn it!

You dare to speak rudely to brother's woman?

Hu!

Before Zhan Tianming could make a move, Feng Wushuang, who had a fiery temper, rushed out like a ball of red flames.

Zhan Tianming wanted to help, but Feng Wushuang's gnashing voice was heard.

"None of you are allowed to help."

Zhan Tianming's leg, which was just about to move, slightly fell back.

Zeng Kuilin was very obedient. When he said that he did not need his help, he just stood there and did not move.

Although Feng Wushuang's movements were very fast, the strength of the six five-star Feather Venerables was not weak either. Seeing Feng Wushuang arrive in the blink of an eye, one of the five star Feather Venerables was slightly startled. Then, the white wings on his back flapped and his figure quickly dodged. A ball of red flame in Feng Wushuang's hand hit that spot and with a loud bang, the explosion sent the snow flying.

At this time, the other five Feather Cultivator's expressions became serious, and they didn't care about anything else, and all five long swords flew out at the same time.

Clangclangclangclang...

The sword qi was piercingly cold and carried a shocking chill as it all stabbed towards Feng Wushuang.

Feng Wushuang's jade-like feet lightly tapped on the snow and her graceful body suddenly rotated in the sky like a red flame flower.

The five sword qi stabbed at Feng Wushuang's original position and missed.

Bang, bang, bang...

Bang, bang...

Five sword qi exploded on the spot, forming a large amount of ice cones that shot out. Some of the ice cones shot towards Feng Wushuang who was spinning in the air.

In the air, Feng Wushuang stepped lightly in the air.

Buzz...

A circle of red ripples rippled out. Those ice awls pierced through the ripples and were burned into nothingness.

At this time, the five Feather Cultivators's long swords were raised at the same time. The Double Wing behind them suddenly shook and turned into five rays of white light. All of them pierced towards Feng Wushuang.

The remaining five-star Feather Venerable did not join the fight against Feng Wushuang immediately. Instead, he looked coldly at Zhan Tianming and Zeng Kuilin with a cold smile on his face.

Hu!

His Double Wing shook, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward.

Clang!

His entire body turned into a white light, and he stabbed towards Zhan Tianming at lightning speed.

Zeng Kuilin strode sideways and blocked in front of Zhan Tianming. He swung the cold iron rod in his hand.1

Clang!

Metal and metal collided, and sparks flew in all directions.

The terrifying force directly pulled back the five-star Feather Emperor.

Stopping, the Feather Cultivator's hand that was holding the long sword actually couldn't help but tremble. The long sword in its hand trembled even more intensely, shaking unceasingly.

Bang!

Suddenly, the long sword directly shattered and shattered, turning into a pile of fragments.

The Feather Cultivator's pupils constricted violently, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Broken?

His long sword had actually shattered under the strike of that staff?

How was this possible?

Zeng Kuilin looked at the Feather Cultivator. He did not care how shocked the latter was at this moment. He only said, "I don't want to fight with you. Lady Wushuang said that she wants to fight the six of you alone. She doesn't want Brother Zhan and I to help."

Hearing this, Zhan Tianming was speechless.

Wasn't this Zeng Kuilin a little too honest and straightforward?

Shouldn't he be beaten to death with just a single strike at a time like this?

Forget it. Everyone had different personalities, so naturally, their way of doing things was different as well.

Such a way of doing things suited Zeng Kuilin.

The broken Feather Cultivator on the sword was like a wife who had been humiliated before. Both of her eyes were red, and she was gnashing her teeth in anger.

"Damn it! Are you trying to humiliate me?"

Clang!

The Feather Cultivator's right hand suddenly stroked the Cosmic Bag, and a longsword immediately appeared in its hand. The sword intent on the sword did not need to be activated, it was sharp and overbearing. There was even a wisp of white sword light that flowed out of the sword body, making the sword seem as if it had grown by two feet for no reason. It looked even more domineering.

The moment the sword appeared, the Feather Cultivator charged forward once again.

"Go to hell!"

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