3949: C3949 All of Them Were Cut down with a Single Sword Strike

C3949 All of Them Were Cut down with a Single Sword Strike

"Bang!"

Ye Feng's fist destroyed eighteen golden dragons and collided with the Mighty Heaven's Three-inch Golden Body's fist. This time, the two of them were in a deadlock, and a terrifying impact spread in all directions.

"Rumble!"

The ground along the way kept shattering, the trees were broken, and even the space was almost torn apart.

"Brat, you're dead for sure!"

Aotian laughed sinisterly. He had fused with the golden bodies of his seven brethren, and his physical strength and defense had greatly increased. He was now comparable to Ye Feng.

"In terms of physical strength, this guy has already reached the level of the Holy Demon realm."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. With just his physical strength, he couldn't do anything to Xiong Tianao. It seemed like he had to use other methods.

"Brat, die for me!"

Xiong Tianao shouted loudly. His three-inch golden body waved eighteen fists at the same time and punched towards Ye Feng.

"Dragon Fist!"

It was the Dragon Fist again and another eighteen golden dragons. Ye Feng's eyes turned cold. The Qi and blood in his body surged, and all the muscles in his body tightened.

"Heaven Destroying Fist!"

Ye Feng threw out a punch. This was the most basic martial art technique, but it was no small matter when it was unleashed by the body of a Saint Devil.

"Bang!"

The fists collided, and the two of them were forced to retreat at the same time. In the next moment, they appeared in front of each other. Their fists and feet were as fast as lightning, and in an instant, they had collided nearly a hundred times.

"Boom!"

An explosion occurred between the two of them. Ye Feng and Xiong Tianao retreated at the same time, creating a distance of a hundred meters between them.

"There's something here."

Ye Feng's shoulders drooped slightly, and his arms continued to tremble slightly. The intense collision made it difficult for him to maintain his physical body as he felt incomparably sore.

"Good boy!"

Xiong Tianao looked at Ye Feng coldly. The golden light on his body kept flickering, and each time it shone brighter than the last. Under the cover of the golden light, dense cracks appeared on his three-inch golden body and were healing quickly.

Obviously, neither of them had the upper hand in the battle, but they both had the strength to kill the other.

In this way, it would be a test of the two's experience. They would see who was superior, and they would be able to survive.

"I must use that move!"

Xiong Tianao's eyes were fierce, and he looked at Ye Feng with dense killing intent.

"It seems like we can't hide our strength anymore."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes as the killing intent on his body surged.

In the next moment, the two of them rushed towards each other at the same time. Xiong Tianao let out an earthshaking roar, like the sound of endless thunder. The eight heads of the three-inch golden body opened their mouths at the same time.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The heads turned and spat out beams of golden light. There were eight of them in total, and all of them shot towards Ye Feng like lightning.

Wherever the golden light passed, the world darkened. Space shattered, and time seemed to freeze.

"Sky Fire Sword!"

At the same time, a crimson sword appeared in Ye Feng's hand. The blade of the sword was sharp, and it released the brilliance of a cold moon.

As Ye Feng waved the Divine Fire Sword, endless flames surged out from the blade. This was the remnant power of fire. Wherever it passed, everything would be melted. Even space would not be spared.

"Boom!"

The boundless flames collided with the eight golden lights, and the flames soared into the sky. The golden lights twisted and disappeared within the flames, and finally, they pierced through the flames and shot towards Ye Feng.

"Good timing!"

Ye Feng had already been waiting with his sword in his hand. When he saw this, he was not afraid at all. He slashed down with his sword, and the eight golden lights shattered at the same time.

"Chi!"

The sword Qi whistled. Ye Feng's figure suddenly appeared in front of Xiong Tianao, and he slashed down with his sword.

"Saint Devil Treasure!"

Xiong TianAo's eyes were filled with fear. He was caught off guard and didn't have time to dodge. He could only raise his arm to block.

The eighteen arms blocked in front of him at the same time. Golden light bloomed, as if it was solid, and it was extremely solid.

The Sky Fire Sword descended, and the extremely solid golden light was easily cut apart. It was like snow meeting a blazing sun, and it was instantly shattered.

The sword was unstoppable as it cut through the golden light and landed on the eighteen arms. The arms fell off one by one.

In the blink of an eye, all eighteen arms fell off. Xiong Tianao's eyes were filled with fear. He wanted to escape, but it was too late.

"Chi!"

The Sky Fire Sword slashed across his body. Xiong Tianao's three-inch golden body froze in the air. His eyes were wide open as he stared at Ye Feng.

"Old Ancestor Xiong Tian will avenge us ..."

"Boom!"

Boom! The three-inch golden body exploded, and Xiong TianAo and the seven Dao Demon Realm warriors died at the same time.

All the Strength Demon Clan raised their heads and stared at Ye Feng with fear and hatred.

At the same time, ten thousand miles away, Xiong Tian, who was upset that he had lost the Fire Ancestor, suddenly turned around and looked at the Great Black Heaven Domain.

"Heavenly Pride is dead!"

Xiong Tian's eyes revealed a fierce light. He was his grandson, and their bloodlines were connected. He could sense the other party's death.

"Damn it! Who killed my grandson?"

Xiong Tian roared as his body suddenly disappeared. After he left, countless explosions sounded from the space where he was originally, and the entire space shattered.

"If you're not afraid of death, then come here. I'll send you off."

Ye Feng said in an indifferent tone as he stood in the air and looked down at the Strength Demon Clan with red eyes.

The entire place fell silent. Although the Strength Demon Clan hated Ye Feng to the core, they didn't dare to attack him.2

The ten Dao Demon Realm experts of the Strength Demon Clan had all died in Ye Feng's hands. Among them was Xiong Tian's own grandson, the patriarch, Xiong Tianao.

Ye Feng's terrifying strength had already deterred these Strength Demon Clan members, so they didn't dare to act presumptuously.

Seeing that they had stopped breathing, Ye Feng put away the Divine Fire Sword with an indifferent expression. He activated the remnant power of fire and flew towards the direction of the Serenity Soul Valley.

Soon, Ye Feng saw a group of Terminus Devil Realm demons chasing after the patriarch of the An Tu Clan in the forest below.

The patriarch of the An Tu Clan was covered in injuries. He was running for his life in the forest like a stray dog.

"My lord, my lord, please come and save me!"

The patriarch of the An Tu Clan looked at the approaching Strength Demon Clan with a face full of fear as he shouted. His Devil Qi was about to be exhausted, and when that time came, he would definitely die.

"What a piece of trash."

Ye Feng's indifferent voice came from above. The patriarch of the An Tu Clan looked up in pleasant surprise and saw Ye Feng standing in the sky.

"You're not dead?"

The Herculean Demon Clan warriors who were chasing after the An Tu family's patriarch all looked up at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"Why would I die?"

Ye Feng said calmly and continued, "If you know what's good for you, get the hell out of here immediately. Otherwise, you will die."

"Hmph, do you think we are scared to death? What are you so arrogant for? When our patriarch and the elders catch up, they will definitely take you down..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the head of the Strength Demon Clan member fell to the ground. Ye Feng appeared in the middle of a group of Strength Demon Clan members.

Before the group of Strength Demon Clan members could react, Ye Feng's body shook. The surrounding space was like a rippling surface of water. It shattered one after another, and the Strength Demon Clan members also shattered along with the shattering of the space.

In an instant, the forest was dyed red with blood. All the Strength Demon Clan members died at the same time.

Ye Feng walked to the patriarch's side expressionlessly. The latter revealed a fawning smile. Just as he was about to speak, a thunderous roar exploded in the sky.

"You killed my grandson! You are really bold. Today, not only are you going to die, but your family will also be destroyed!"

Chapter 7 - The Killing of My Imperial Granduncle

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