Inside Yang Fei's body, Turtle Extreme operated to its limit, maintaining a thread of clarity in his brain.
His body dodged and weaved between the twin daggers purely by instinct.
Under the water-like moonlight, the Puppet King's daggers flashed with specks of cold light.
It was like dozens of fireflies flitting up and down, surrounding Yang Fei.
Chi!
In a moment of carelessness, Yang Fei was nicked on the shoulder by the Puppet King's dagger.
His clothes were torn, leaving behind a trail of blood.
The Puppet King's small frame, like a coiled snake on the ground, hissed slightly.
He crossed his daggers, and with a long tongue, he licked the blood off the blade.
Under the moonlight, the Puppet King's face was covered with a malevolent smile.
Yang Fei slowly composed himself and circulated the Turtle Extreme within his body.
At the same time, he activated Extreme Tiger, and a fierce and violent aura rose from him.
The Puppet King was startled.
He also felt an extremely dangerous aura radiating from Yang Fei.
Roar!
The two were at a deadlock for an instant before the Puppet King burst forward, like a leopard, his daggers striking again.
One dagger aimed to stab Yang Fei's heart, the other to slice at his throat.
Just as his figure soared, a strange red light suddenly flashed in Yang Fei's eyes.
Tiger Ghost!
The Puppet King's body stiffened abruptly.
A thunderous noise sounded as Yang Fei's Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand slammed into his chest.
This sudden attack caught the Puppet King mid-move, unable to change his technique.
He had no choice but to abandon his daggers, blocking with both hands in front of his chest.
Yang Fei's palm, imbued with Extreme Force, merged eight streams of great strength into one, unleashing it with the fury of a tidal wave.
Bang!
A muffled sound, and the Puppet King's body flew out like a kite.
The Sorcerer Demon King was shocked.
Although the Puppet King's Martial Arts Skills were slightly inferior to his own, he was still a full-fledged Core Formation Grandmaster.
He never expected the Puppet King to be defeated by Yang Fei so swiftly.
The Sorcerer Demon King rushed over and caught the Puppet King's body.
But the tremendous power of Yang Fei, like an explosive blast, forced the Sorcerer Demon King to stagger backward, falling to the ground with the Puppet King.
With a single move, Yang Fei defeated two great masters, full of triumph and pride.
With his chest filled with heroic aspirations, he couldn't help but let out a long and heartfelt howl.
The Sorcerer Demon King did a somersault, flipping over, and with his body in mid-air, he unleashed a High-Pressure Leg down.
Bang!
Yang Fei channeled the power of Turtle Shield, protecting his arm, and forcefully raised it upward.
The Sorcerer Demon King felt an immense force sweeping over his entire body.
He seemed like a small boat in an angry sea, suddenly flung away.
Yang Fei immediately charged at the Sorcerer Demon King.
His footsteps were incredibly heavy; the cobblestone path shattered, propelled backward by Yang Fei's momentum.
His presence was like a wildly galloping warhorse on the battlefield.
In the air sounded a muffled whoosh, heavy and ominous.
Each of Yang Fei's steps on the ground thundered like muffled thunder.
The whole ground trembled slightly.
Horse Stomping Flying Swallow!
This powerful killer move was something Yang Fei had comprehended during his arena bout with Jingtian Sanyi.
Yang Fei was certain that Horse Stomping Flying Swallow lay deep within his soul.
Because the moment Jingtian Sanyi executed it, he immediately understood all the breathing exercises, including the way to exert force.
This time, it was Yang Fei's first attempt at Horse Stomping Flying Swallow.
The Sorcerer Demon King suddenly felt an intensely savage yet beautifully nimble aura, locking onto his body.
He felt like a pedestrian standing on the railroad tracks, watching helplessly as a train thundered toward him from the distance, yet unable to dodge.
Fear, like a bolt of lightning, invaded his entire body.
This move, Horse Stomping Flying Swallow, the Sorcerer Demon King had seen Jingtian Sanyi perform before.
But in his wildest dreams, he never imagined that Yang Fei knew it too.
Moreover, the Horse Stomping Flying Swallow executed by Yang Fei was more than ten times more formidable than Jingtian Sanyi's!
The Sorcerer Demon King instinctively wanted to dodge, but Yang Fei's approach was as fast as lightning, reaching him in the blink of an eye.
Yang Fei leveraged his momentum to jump, his explosive and fierce power instantly becoming as graceful and light as a swallow skimming over water.
In this critical moment, the Sorcerer Demon King acted out of frantic desperation.
He mobilized all of his Essence Qi and ignited his Danyuan, using arms that could lift enormous weights to block in front of him.
Bang!
A muffled sound followed as Yang Fei's first kick flew up, aiming for the Sorcerer Demon King's chest.
The air cyclone turned violently, forming a visible giant drill around Yang Fei's left leg.
Crack!
The arm of the Sorcerer Demon King, firm as King Kong, was actually broken by a kick from Yang Fei.
He grunted, staggering backward and spewing blood from his mouth.
However, this was only the beginning.
Yang Fei's Horse Stomping Flying Swallow strike followed up with a triple hit, the second kick lashing out fiercely.
This second strike, building on the first one, heightened in momentum and became even more unstoppable.
Under the moonlight, the cyclone spun wildly around Yang Fei.
He was like a Divine Dragon ascending straight to heaven, baring his fangs and claws as he lunged at the Sorcerer Demon King.
The Sorcerer Demon King felt his soul shatter.
With his arm already broken, hanging limply, taking another kick from Yang Fei would undoubtedly be fatal.
At that moment, the Puppet King eerily took his place in front of the Sorcerer Demon King.
He opened his mouth wide, like a lone wolf howling at the moon.
Yet eerily, no sound came from his mouth.
The experience for Yang Fei, however, was vastly different.
His brain buzzed, as if a dozen thunderclaps had exploded overhead, erasing all thought, leaving him dazed.
In the Pine Forest behind Yang Fei, where birds had already settled, all within a five hundred meter radius plummeted to the ground.
Blood spurted from the eyes and mouths of these birds.
Even Liang Jiayi, who had fainted on the ground, let out a dull moan as fresh blood flowed from her mouth.
Howling Moon!
This was the Puppet King's most terrifying Mental Impact.
Every living being within a five hundred meter radius suffered tremendous harm.
Stars danced before Yang Fei's eyes.
The Turtle Extreme in his body rotated rapidly, neutralizing most of the impact of the Mental Impact. However, he nearly fainted.
Under the assault of the Howling Moon, the second wave of Yang Fei's Horse Stomping Flying Swallow attack was significantly weakened.
Still, it connected with the Puppet King's arm.
The Puppet King grunted, staggering back as blood spurted from his mouth.
By this time, the Sorcerer Demon King had already recovered.
With his remaining right hand, he delivered a fierce palm strike to Yang Fei's chest.
Inside Yang Fei, Snake Devouring quickly activated, absorbing most of the Sorcerer Demon King's power.
But Yang Fei still fell backward like a kite with its string cut.
Although Yang Fei fell backward, he swiftly regained clarity from the confusion.
His Scale Quake was silent but effective.
The Sorcerer Demon King spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.
His internal organs, struck by the Subsonic Wave, were severely injured at once.
Three great experts clashed for no more than a minute, and all were injured.
The Sorcerer Demon King's figure swayed as if about to fall, but his eyes were still full of killing intent.
He understood very clearly that if he didn't kill Yang Fei today, this man would become even more powerful in the future.
He feared that there would never be another chance to rid himself of this scourge.
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