Yan Rufeng fiercely activated the Spiritual Energy Protection Shield, tightly wrapping it around Yi Mu to protect him from harm.
"Such powerful spiritual power fluctuations..."
Scar’s pupils contracted, and he imdiately roared.
"Who is it? If you don’t want to die, get out here now..."
The other seven people, hearing this, all stopped their actions, and one shouted, "Who else would be here besides us?"
Though they had been fighting fiercely over a single Seven-star Fushen, as soon as they heard there were outsiders, they imdiately stood on the sa side.
"Ha!"
Yan Rufeng slowly stood up and chuckled lightly.
"Daoist, those who dared to speak to like that are no longer in this world. I must comnd you for your courage and boldness."
"Blabbering."
Scar leaped into the air, darting towards Yan Rufeng. The radiance spread, and in an instant, Scar reached Yan Rufeng, moving at a breathtaking speed.
The other seven closely followed, tightly surrounding Yan Rufeng and Yi Mu.
Scar stared at Yan Rufeng with a sinister look, scrutinizing him up and down. He thought, "This man and woman, their clothing is so exquisite and luxurious, they don’t seem like ordinary people. Better find out where they co from to avoid trouble..."
"Kid, which sect are you from?"
Yan Rufeng said indifferently, "No sect or faction."
"Hmph hmph."
Scar sneered twice.
"Then which family are you from?"
"Hmph."
Yi Mu snorted coldly, raising his head to speak, but Yan Rufeng interrupted, "I co from a small family in Huaxia, not worth ntioning."
Scar secretly laughed to himself, thinking, "I’ve never even heard of Huaxia, let alone his supposed small family there. This kid is as good as mine..."
"Ha ha..."
Scar laughed loudly, saying, "Kid, I see you have so skills. From now on, just follow Scar and , and you’ll have a good life!"
"Heh heh!"
Yan Rufeng chuckled coldly. "You’re not worthy!"
"Ha ha!"
Scar laughed wildly, his long, ghastly scar stretching across his face, making him look even more terrifying and nauseating.
"Kid, in my eyes, you’re already a dead man."
Yan Rufeng smiled, "Many have wanted dead; you won’t be the first."
"Ha!"
Scar scoffed, "Do you believe that I’ll be the first to kill you?"
Yan Rufeng gestured with one hand.
"You make the first move."
"Kid, you’re arrogant."
"Sword Splits Mountains and Rivers!"
Scar roared in anger, leaping into the air, and raised his longsword, slashing down toward Yan Rufeng.
"Zeng zeng..."
Sword Qi flashed like a rainbow, and the sword’s coldness shone, with a sharp wind sound creating a deep crack in the space.
Facing an attack with Spatial Skills from a cultivator of the sa realm, Yan Rufeng didn’t dare to be careless. He knew that if the spatial fissure touched his body, it would be shredded by the chaotic flow of the spatial tear.
When a cultivator uses Spatial Skills to attack, they can only counter with Spatial Skills.
Upon reaching the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, a cultivator can comprehend the Space Law and conduct Space Law attacks.
For a Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivator, the use of Instantaneous Movent is a form of short-distance movent through space hopping. This is a manifestation of understanding spatial skills. Most newly ascended Transcendance Tribulation cultivators can perform so spatial attacks.
For Yan Rufeng, who had comprehended the Space Law in his previous life, not only could he perform the highest level of spatial flight skills, but he could also effortlessly conduct substantial spatial attacks, such as collapsing space with one hand and restoring it with another.
The sound of breaking through the air approached swiftly. Yan Rufeng quickly grabbed Yi Mu and used Spatial Teleportation. When they reappeared, Yan Rufeng was already standing behind Scar.
"How is this possible?"
Scar’s heart sank, his face pale with horror, thinking, "How could he be so fast?"
"Heh."
Yan Rufeng chuckled coldly.
"Nothing is impossible. Since I can easily evade your attack, do you think there is any point in continuing this fight? Kneel and apologize, and I might spare your life!"
"Ha ha..."
"You want to kneel to you? What a joke!"
Scar’s face twisted as he laughed loudly, "Kid, don’t forget, I’m not fighting alone!"
"Scar, stop wasting ti with those brats. Kill them, and let’s take the Seven-star Fushen and leave," one of the n shouted.
"Ha ha!"
"Leaving so easily would be too good for that pretty girl!"
A hunched middle-aged man laughed lecherously.
"Roar roar."
Another man shouted, "Now that you ntion it, I didn’t notice before. That girl next to the kid is really beautiful, just looking at her makes my heart itch."
"Heh heh!"
"Brothers, what are we waiting for? Let’s all go up and cut down that brat, and take the woman beside him. Share the spoils!"
"Ha ha..."
Scar smirked wickedly.
"Kid, give your woman to , and I’ll spare your life!"
Yi Mu had never seen such a scene before. Her face turned pale as she quickly retreated behind Yan Rufeng, tightly gripping his clothing.
"Blabbering!"
Yan Rufeng, eyes filled with murderous intent, moved. His body shook, and a suffocating pressure spread out. He waved at Scar, softly saying.
"Glory of the Sword!"
A gentle breeze blew, caressing Scar’s twisted face silently and without light, only wind. The wind beca harsh, and the sound grew long, shaking the soul.
Scar panicked. He thought of running, but at that mont, he couldn’t move a muscle. The surrounding scenery changed.
In a dark space where one couldn’t see their hand before their face, a black longsword emitted black light, gently piercing Scar’s chest.
Another black longsword followed. Before it even touched Scar, the entire dark space turned into a sea of swords. Tens of thousands of black longswords aid at Scar.
A thousand swords were released, not leaving a trace of flesh. His soul was destroyed in terror.
Scar died without understanding why Yan Rufeng, at the Early Stage of Tribulation Crossing, possessed such terrifying power.
"Scar, where is he?"
One of Scar’s comrades, showing fear on his face, looked around.
Yan Rufeng’s gaze was like a torch. He extended his hand, flicking a fla towards the seven n. The fla grew upon eting the wind.
The Li Fire Essence, under Yan Rufeng’s cultivation at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, could change its form at will. Seven fire dragons engulfed the seven n before him.
There were no signs of life. The Li Fire’s burning caused the most damage to the divine soul. As the fire faded, the seven n were reduced to ashes, blown away by the wind...
"Wah wah wah..."
Yi Mu covered her eyes with both hands, sobbing, "Brother Rufeng, I’m really scared, I didn’t expect them to..."
Yan Rufeng gently patted Yi Mu’s shoulder, kindly saying, "Mumu, don’t be afraid. There are no more bad people now."
"Wah wah..."
Yi Mu buried herself in Yan Rufeng’s arms, crying loudly.
Comforting Yi Mu, Yan Rufeng released his Divine Sense and collected the Seven-star Fushen into the Spiritual Grass Garden within his Purple Mansion...
"Ooo ooo, ooo ooo..."
The deep roar of a demon beast echoed, causing Yi Mu, just calming down, to shiver once more...
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