274: C274 Recovery of Mood

C274 Recovery of Mood

2"Clang clang clang …" "Clang! Clang! Clang …"

In an empty patch of grass, there was a black-robed youth wielding a longsword that looked like it had been carved out of a flood dragon. He was engaged in an intense battle with the people who were charging at him.

Perhaps it was because they had been fighting for some time, but the originally fresh air and the green environment were now in a mess due to the aftermath of the battle. There were all kinds of pits and fresh blood and corpses everywhere.

After a full hour of fierce fighting, even though half of his spirit energy had been used up and his clothes were tattered from the aftermath of the battle, more than half of the disciples from the Shadow Pavilion branch had died in his hands.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the Dark Shadow Pavilion disciples who were fighting him, or the spectating Ying Yuanzi and Sang Xu, they were all secretly shocked. After all, a human martial artist at the first level of the Martial God Stage was able to display such terrifying strength; it was simply unimaginable and unheard-of.

Only the mysterious figure from a few thousand years ago, the God's Perception Warrior, Xuya, was capable of such a feat.

"Aemelim Slash."

At the same time, he did several somersaults to dodge all of the attacks. With both of his hands, a large amount of Spiritual Energy was quickly poured into the Illusory Swords. As he slashed out twice, two gigantic green flaming blades filled with overwhelming might attacked the Martial God Stage Level 2 existences.

"Wuuwaa …" "Ah …"

Upon seeing this move, the disciples of the Shadow Pavilion Branch Pavilion also released a large amount of Spiritual Energy to form a protective barrier against it. Some of them even used defensive Martial Skills, but they were still unable to resist Lingyun's Secret Skill. In the end, the barrier was completely broken the moment the two sides collided, and then forcibly used their bodies to contend against the gigantic light blade.

The warriors who had been hit by Ameem's slashing all let out loud wails, and a few of them were even killed instantly. They didn't even have time to scream as they disappeared into the world along with the aura.

Because of his powerful attack, two enormous cracks appeared on the ground as well.

"It's not over yet!"

Just as the surviving martial artists were still astonished by the attack just now, Lingyun's voice sounded again.

Looking ahead, he was shocked to find that the dual Illusory Swords were already floating in the air. With a kick filled with spirit energy, the two swords turned into red and white rays of light, flying towards the crowd.

"Puchi …" "Puchi …"

"Ugh …" "Wuuwaa..."

As the light from the two pipes flew into the crowd, the disciples of the Shadow Pavilion's branch were ruthlessly pierced through before they could even react. Some of them were already injured, while others were already dead.

In less than two hours of fighting, there were less than twenty people left in the crowd that originally had more than a hundred people. Most of them were at the first level of the Martial God Realm, and those at the second level were basically all exterminated by Ling Yunfan.

"Kid, take my punch!"

Just as he was about to kill all the remaining twenty or so disciples of the Shadow Pavilion branch, Ying Yuanji arrived in front of him with an angry roar, condensed his spiritual energy into a fist, and threw an attack at him.

Seeing this, Ling Yunfan naturally did not have any intention of cowering in front of the opponent. In a flash, his fist flew towards the opponent, using this as a counterattack.

"Bam!"

"Hmm?"

Although Lingyun did not have the advantage in this clash, he did not suffer much of an impact. Not only did he have a vague feeling that the opponent's strength was not in line with his cultivation, it seemed that he had the appearance of a cultivator but did not have any actual fighting strength.

"Could it be that this guy's cultivation rose because of an external object, so he doesn't have the strength that a normal person at the third level of the Martial God Stage should have. Could he be stronger than a Martial God Stage cultivator at the second level, but weaker than a third level?" Looking at the slightly gloomy face of Ying Yuanji, Lingyun could not help but have an unimaginable thought in his mind.

"Again!"

As if he had seen Ling Yunfan, a level 1 Martial God, barely able to fight him to a standstill, Ying Yuanji was enraged. He took out a mid-tier saint artifact sword covered in venomous dark green runes from his Space Ring, and slashed at it violently and quickly again and again.

Even though each strike seemed to be a bit chaotic, there was a strange pattern within the chaos, causing the originally powerful sword technique to become even more powerful.

Facing such an attack, Lingyun also felt a headache. He suddenly regretted thinking that he could use his current strength to defeat Ying Yuanji.

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In order to defend against Ying Yuanzhi's powerful sword technique, while using the Raindragon Sword to fight against it, Ling Yun had also used the [Lightning Fire Cluster Sword] and the two [Illusory Swords] which constantly obstructed his attack. However, even so, he was still being slightly suppressed, and was unable to find a way to break through it in a short period of time.

Seeing how Ling Yunfan had once been suppressed, his mood had almost recovered. He immediately ran over to his side at the fastest speed possible and threw two punches at Ying Yuanji, who was still immersed in attacking.

"This is bad!"

"Wuuwaa." Although he sensed the attack, Ying Yuanji had no way of immediately reacting or even dodging it. He could only endure two of the fists that contained terrifying power and was sent flying with a miserable scream.

"Phew..." This guy is still a little stronger than me. If I can enter the second stage of Hell's Fighting State or the incomplete second stage of Hell's Fighting State, I would probably be able to defeat him. " Due to the fact that he was sent flying, Lingyun Fan, who was no longer suppressed, could only shake his head with a wry smile, as he lamented in his heart.

However, thinking about it, he did not forget to thank Sang Xu, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. If you hadn't saved me earlier, I would have already been a corpse. Even my beast core would have been taken away by that damn eunuch. So this matter is nothing. Let me fight with him from now on." Towards this, Sang Xu also faintly smiled.

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