1628: Chapter 1624: Not Good, It’s Collapsing!
1628: Chapter 1624: Not Good, It’s Collapsing!
Ren Feicheng’s surprise was warranted; a heaven-defying talent and fortune, coupled with dual cultivation of True Qi and Body Refinent, made the masked young man before him seem almost inconceivable.
For so reason, Ren Feicheng even felt like the opponent was sowhat familiar.
But he couldn’t quite place the feeling.
Ren Feicheng braced his golden spear against the cliff’s edge to stabilize himself!
He knew he couldn’t delay any longer!
With a large stride, the golden spear in his hand thrust relentlessly towards Ren Feifan, and in the blink of an eye, a multitude of spear shadows ford!
Ren Feifan, faced with the endless onslaught of spear shadows coming from all directions, his expression turned cold with a furious shout, and without fear, he grabbed the Ancient Dust Sword that was planted in the ground!
“Rise for !”
As the Ancient Dust Sword was drawn, the ground around him imdiately cracked with several fissures, he tapped his toes lightly, and his body instantly spun at high speed like a top, the black longsword stirring up a strong gust of wind, spreading out from the point of standing.
“Clang!
Clang!
Clang!” Amidst the whistling of the gust, a series of clear tallic collision sounds echoed continuously between Ren Feifan and Ren Feicheng.
The more Ren Feicheng fought, the more startled he beca, and more certain that the other was indeed a Body Refinent practitioner!
The opponent’s strength was overbearing; without True Qi, each sword strike carried a terrifying aftershock, definitely not sothing he could contend with at the mont!
He knew he could not go on like this.
It seed it was ti for him to take things seriously.
He stepped back swiftly, retreating in the direction behind him, and upon stabilizing his figure, a wicked yet proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!
“Boy, do you know what the biggest difference is between the strong and the ants?”
Ren Feicheng’s words fell, and the tomb beca exceptionally quiet, with echoes carrying through continuously!
But Ren Feifan obviously had no intention of responding, his hand gripping the Ancient Dust Sword, ready to make his move.
The exchange of spears just now had left him a bit pale, and he had to admit, Ren Feicheng was a capable opponent.
The opponent was not a Body Refinent cultivator, and currently unable to use True Qi, undoubtedly at a disadvantage, yet he still exploded with such fighting spirit!
Very strong!
Seeing the masked man had no reaction, Ren Feicheng smiled, looking sowhat innocuous.
Suddenly!
He reined in his smile, a powerful aura of death swept over the entire scene!
To dominate everything!
“The biggest difference between the strong and the ants is now!”
“Whoosh!”
A white fla surged suddenly from the palm of Ren Feicheng!
The white fla continued to gather and shape on Ren Feicheng’s hand, filled with a violent temperant, as if it could explode at any mont!
Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed; he never expected that Ren Feicheng would also wield a kind of Spiritual Fire!
Yet this Spiritual Fire was sowhat special, with a faint sense of death!
Seeing his opponent’s shocked expression, Ren Feicheng reveled to the utmost, the fla in his hands growing more intense!
He planned to personally deliver the fla into the other’s body, letting him understand what true fear of death was!
“Ant, do you know?
Only a true strong man can possess these myriad Spiritual Fires.
Trash like you can never master them in your lifeti, only look up to them!
Die for !”
The next second, Ren Feicheng’s figure disappeared, turning into streams of flas, appearing within three ters of Ren Feifan!
The flas lashed out directly at Ren Feifan’s chest, full of killing intent!
The firelight reflected endlessly in Ren Feicheng’s ferocious pupils, his smile as if it had secured all the outcos of death.
Just as the flas were about to touch Ren Feifan’s body, his icy voice rang out:
“Playing with fire?
Are you qualified?
Let show you what true spiritual fire is!”
The next second, Nine Yang True Fire surged in the palm of Ren Feifan’s hand!
The scorching Nine Yang True Fire transford into a massive dragon, coiling around Ren Feifan’s arm!
Eerily, the sound of a dragon chant echoed from within the tomb!
At this mont, Ren Feicheng was utterly dumbfounded!
“This…
This is also spiritual fire!
How is it possible…
How is this kid qualified to control spiritual fire!
No, sothing must have gone wrong!”
His panic was with good reason, especially since he realized the opponent’s spiritual fire was clearly more domineering than his own flas!
A rare look of shock and fear crossed Ren Feicheng’s face!
He hadn’t felt this way in over a decade!
But with the arrow on the bowstring, he had no choice but to release it; he suddenly sent forth the white flas!
The white flas stirred up ripples, transforming into a phantom of a White Tiger!
And the flas in Ren Feifan’s hand burst forth as well!
A Fire Dragon soaring into the sky, slamming into Ren Feicheng’s fla with terrifying pressure!
With a “Boom!” the Nine Yang True Fire instantly ripped through the white flas, striking Ren Feicheng’s body viciously!
Ren Feicheng was sent reeling back, but it was already too late!
Blood Gas surged within him, and he staggered back a dozen steps before stabilizing!
At the sa ti, the entire tomb shook once again; the power of this explosion was too great.
Ren Feifan was certain that if this continued, the whole tomb would collapse, and both he and Ren Feicheng would surely perish.
Therefore, Ren Feifan stopped using the Spiritual Fire and instead drew the Ancient Dust Sword from the ground, charging at Ren Feicheng!
Ren Feicheng understood the reason too.
He had developed a trace of fear towards this mysterious masked man.
He was curious about who was behind the mask!
Apart from the Wuji Sect, which other sect could train such an excellent disciple?
Could it be one of the other seven major sects?
But Ren Feicheng was well aware, he had been at a disadvantage from the start; without the limitation of True Qi, it would only take one move to kill the opponent.
Suddenly, he conceived a plan.
A plan that could turn his disadvantage into an advantage!
He sneered and grabbed his golden longsword, continuing to charge!
…
The battle quickly heated up.
Ren Feifan sustained a dozen wounds, blood flowing freely, while Ren Feicheng was not faring much better with five or six wounds himself!
“Kid, you are sowhat interesting.
Not many have managed to injure like this.
What’s your na?
Where do you co from?”
Ren Feifan didn’t respond to him; for so reason, he temporarily decided not to reveal himself.
Instead, he gripped his longsword tightly again, the power of his Tattoos surging as he struck down with another slash!
Ren Feicheng did not hesitate either, as their positions were aligned!
He laughed and said, “Kid, I’ve about had my fill of playing with you.
It’s ti to end this.
Die!”
Suddenly, Ren Feifan’s golden longsword and the Ancient Dust Sword clashed!
A powerful wave of True Qi surged out, blowing both of them back!
At the sa ti, Ren Feicheng threw a mysterious thunder bomb, which exploded instantly!
The entire tomb trembled, on the brink of collapse!
Although both were devoid of True Qi, that last strike was undoubtedly the strongest, and with the addition of the mysterious thunder bomb, the tomb stood no chance!
Clouds of dust billowed, and in an instant, countless boulders tumbled down!
“Not good, the tomb is collapsing!”
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