Yang Fei sat in the passenger seat, his soul still unsettled.
"Damn, it was too terrifying. We couldn't handle either the Demon Emperor or the Sword Emperor," he exclaimed.
Mad Blade and Fan Yi looked at Yang Fei in surprise.
Given Yang Fei's fearless nature and his "I am the number one in the world" attitude,
one could imagine.
How terrifying the martial arts of the Sword Emperor and the Demon Emperor must be!
Yang Fei let out a long sigh.
"However, we're lucky that the Demon Emperor and Sword Emperor were tied up by us," he said.
"The other big rascals, facing the masters, are at most one of the three kings," Yang Fei continued.
"With a calculated mind against an unprepared one, their chance of success increased significantly."
Xiao Xuanya's expression was tense, and she was biting her lips tightly.
"You should think about how we're going to survive," she said.
"The Sword Emperor won't let us go," she added.
Yang Fei chuckled and comforted Xiao Xuanya.
"Don't worry, once we get back to Yannan, I have a thousand ways to trap that old devil to death," he assured her.
"But for now, we can't stay. Let's get going," he urged.
While they were talking, Mad Blade suddenly looked back nervously.
"The Sword Emperor is coming, and he's fast," he said.
Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya looked back.
They saw a Porsche convertible sports car chasing after the Hummer like lightning.
On the passenger seat of the Porsche, an elderly man sat dressed in a Zhongshan suit with a straight back.
He was as immovable as a thousand catty bronze bell.
Even from such a distance, everyone could feel the terrifying aura around the old man, both Buddha-like and demon-like.
It was profound and overwhelming like an ocean.
"Damn, it really is that old devil. Let's get going," Yang Fei urged.
Behind the Hummer, the excellent performance of the Porsche convertible was pushed to its limit.
In an instant, the Porsche rapidly closed the distance with the Hummer.
Xiao Xuanya screamed.
"The other driver is a professional race car driver, and they are catching up," she said.
"I'll drive. Damn that useless scoundrel, let's crush that bastard," Yang Fei yelled and quickly swapped driving positions with Xiao Xuanya.
With Yang Fei's driving skills, even if the guy behind flew a plane, he wouldn't be able to catch up.
However, the speed of their car slowed slightly as they swapped positions.
The Porsche's speed surged, closing much of the distance again.
At that moment, the distance between the Porsche and the Hummer was less than four hundred meters.
The situation had become extremely dangerous.
Just as Yang Fei was about to accelerate, Sword Emperor Miao Yifeng suddenly let out a long howl.
He leapt from the Porsche, still three hundred meters away, onto the roof of the Hummer.
Bang!
A muffled sound as the roof of the Hummer suddenly collapsed downward.
Immediately, a fine yet incredibly tenacious Sword Intent pierced through the roof.
Bang!
After another muffled sound, the fine Sword Intent quickly transformed into a vast and powerful wave of Sword Force.
Yang Fei drew his military spikes, activated his entire Dragon Elephant Strength, and clashed with that surging Sword Force.
Clang!
The military spikes in Yang Fei's hand broke into two pieces.
He felt a massive shock throughout his body, and a burning pain across his chest.
His body, like a sphere, smashed open the car door and flew out.
At the same time, Xiao Xuanya, Mad Blade, and Fan Yi all jumped from the speeding Hummer.
They didn't directly confront Miao Yifeng,
but the expansive Sword Intent unleashed by Miao Yifeng was overwhelming and irresistible, forcing the three of them to jump out of the car.
In just one encounter, Fan Yi's handsome face gained a new scar dripping with blood.
Mad Blade lost one of his fingers, and Xiao Xuanya's beautiful hair was wildly tousled, having been significantly cut.
In an instant, all four great masters were injured.
Such was the ferocity of the old devil's Sword Intent!
The Hummer lost control and charged forward wildly.
Meanwhile, Miao Yifeng on the roof landed gently.
Bang!
The speeding Hummer crashed into the guardrail at the side of the road, and then toppled two street trees.
The vehicle continued rolling twice more, wheels up in the air, before it finally came to a stop.
In Sword Emperor Miao Yifeng's hand was a long sword.
The blade was stained with fresh blood.
Not far away, Yang Fei struggled to stand up.
He covered the gash between his chest and abdomen, blood gushing out profusely.
The slash from Sword Emperor Miao just moments before had not only broken his military spike but also wounded his chest and abdomen.
If it hadn't been for Yang Fei catapulting himself out of the Hummer's door,
Miao Yifeng's strike could have easily cut Yang Fei in half.
Miao Yifeng looked indifferently at Yang Fei, gently wiping the blood from his blade.
In his calm eyes, however, there was a hint of astonishment.
He had used all his strength in that strike earlier,
yet, he failed to kill a mere Energy Transformation Earth Grade scum.
This stunned Miao Yifeng completely.
The power surging and pulsating inside this young man already surpassed that of an ordinary Energy Transformation Master.
Even a Core Formation and God Communicating early-stage master might not possess his strength.
The disdainful look on Miao Yifeng's face faded, replaced by a solemn expression.
He quietly observed Yang Fei.
"Young man, it's clear you have boundless potential. In the future, you will surely be worthy of fighting me."
Yang Fei released his grip from his chest and abdomen and slowly drew a dagger from his lower back.
"What's with all that pointless chatter?"
"If you want to kill me, then be prepared to fall!"
Ordinary people faced with such a master would likely lack even the courage to resist.
But Yang Fei grew only stronger, unwilling to submit or beg for mercy.
Sword Emperor nodded, the admiration in his eyes deepening.
"Take another one of my blades. If you still live, I'll spare you."
Yang Fei exerted his Four Extremes to the limit; the powerful Essence Qi heated the dagger to a dull red glow.
A dense iron rust scent filled the air.
As formidable as Sword Emperor was, Yang Fei at this moment was no longer the Yang Fei of the past.
If Yang Fei were to set his Essence Qi ablaze,
it wouldn't be easy for Sword Emperor to kill him.
Xiao Xuanya saw how perilous the situation had become.
Her eyes fixed on her own calf where a Desert Eagle lay concealed.
If Yang Fei really faced danger, Xiao Xuanya could only pull out her gun to confront Sword Emperor.
As for the consequences, she was no longer considering them.
Xiao Xuanya's murderous intent was already felt by Sword Emperor.
He glanced at Mad Blade and Fan Yi, feeling somewhat stern.
In the eyes of Sword Emperor, Mad Blade and Fan Yi were just ants.
Yet these two also gave him a dangerous sensation.
No wonder the Core Formation and God Communicating Chen Yu was thoroughly defeated.
These four young talents indeed were extraordinary.
However, the more so, the more Sword Emperor wanted to kill these four, to eliminate future threats!
In the air, it seemed as if sparks were about to fly.
Yang Fei and the other three were suffocated by the overwhelming Sword Intent of Sword Emperor.
Just at that moment, an old man by the roadside gave a light cough.
For some reason,
that single cough seemed to melt away the frost like a spring breeze.
The immense Sword Intent and killing intent of Sword Emperor suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Sword Emperor's body trembled slightly as he slowly turned around.
On the side of the landscaped area, an old man appeared.
The man's age was indiscernible, likely in his fifties.
He limped, white-haired at the temples, his crew-cut hair standing up like a hedgehog's.
There wasn't any flow of Essence Qi around the old man,
yet he gave Sword Emperor a terrifying feeling like a natural predator.
All the Essence Qi in Sword Emperor surged straight up.
And the long sword in his hand erupted with unrivaled killing intent.
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