Roar!

From Yang Fei's throat suddenly emerged a thunderous roar, like a bolt of lightning exploding in the air.

Tiger Roar!

Sword Emperor's ears were buzzing, his vision darkened.

This sonic attack was stronger than an air bomb.

Sword Emperor's mind slightly faltered, only to hear a thunderous explosion in the sky.

Bang!

Yang Fei's left hand, with thumb clasped to palm, formed a Dharma Seal.

His palm was like the heartbeat of an infant, thumping, harboring an incredibly terrifying destructive power, chopping down towards Sword Emperor's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The force of that palm seemed as if the heavens were collapsing, unstoppable and unavoidable.

Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal!

Sword Emperor's heart chilled.

Even if his own palm could severely wound Yang Fei, his terrifying palm strike could take his life.

Left with no choice, Sword Emperor flipped his palm upward to block Yang Fei's Big Handprint.

Bang!

A muffled sound resonated as a powerful Gang Wind Cyclone spread from the center of the two.

Large bamboo groves toppled, the resin tiles on the pavilion roof clattered down into the distance.

Sword Emperor was not proficient in palm strength.

This palm shock only caused pain in his lung organs, his vision darkened.

And the soft soil on the ground surprisingly engulfed his calf.

Sword Emperor's abdomen had been pierced by Cui Xiang, the external wound had scarred and healed but the internal organs still bore damage.

This internal injury, immediately caused blood to gush from his mouth.

However, Sword Emperor's Palm Blade Gang Qi was not something Yang Fei could easily dispel.

He was shaken and flew out like a kite whose string had snapped, landing with a thud in a half-kneeling position.

Blood flowed from Yang Fei's mouth endlessly.

He raised his head inch by inch, but his face was all a fierce smile.

Sword Emperor was utterly shocked.

Yang Fei's palm strike was beyond what a Master of Danjin could produce.

With roaring Gang Wind accompanying the strike, it was clear only a Master of Gang Strength could unleash such a powerful palm technique.

He looked at Yang Fei and rasped, "You are..."

Suddenly, Yang Fei charged forward like a fierce horse, attacking Sword Emperor fiercely.

The unstoppable momentum, the fierce savage charge, made Sword Emperor's eyes widen.

He felt the aura of destruction.

Under Yang Fei's feet, large patches of soil splashed, hitting the nearby bamboo forest with a crackle.

Sword Emperor shouted, crossing his palms in preparation.

In an instant, Yang Fei was in front of Sword Emperor, his body soaring.

His fierce aura transformed into the graceful and light motion of a swallow skimming the waves.

Horse Stomping Flying Swallow!

Sword Emperor's heart trembled violently.

He never imagined there was such terrifying Kung Fu, combining ferocity and elegance.

Effortless yet profound!

Horse Stomping Flying Swallow, three deadly consecutive kicks, each more fierce than the last.

This elevated Yang Fei's momentum higher with each wave, charging towards the peak.

Legend has it that a horse is a dragon incarnate, and when a common horse flies to heaven, it can transform into a dragon.

Now Yang Fei had utterly transformed into a dragon.

Bang!

Yang Fei's first kick exploded the air, whistling wind, aiming at Sword Emperor's chest.

Sword Emperor's palms, howling with Gang Wind, fiercely confronted Yang Fei's first kick.

Yang Fei came too fast, with mud trapping his calves, unable to retreat and evade, he had to take it head-on.

A muffled thud was heard, Sword Emperor felt an immeasurable force, compressing his chest.

His hands seemed to be crushed by a steamroller, numb and aching.

Sword Emperor's heart chilled, knowing his arms, as hard as refined steel, had developed cracks.

At this moment, Yang Fei's momentum, leveraging Sword Emperor's block, like the Yangtze River tide, elevating further.

His second kick aimed at Sword Emperor's throat.

Sword Emperor shouted, both hands forming a tiger hug, grabbing Yang Fei's left foot with all his strength.

Crack!

Sounds came from Sword Emperor's left wrist and arm bones.

His left arm was completely broken by Yang Fei's foot.

Atop Yang Fei, a mist of blood-red gas appeared.

He burned Essence Qi, leveraging Sword Emperor's block to launch himself higher.

His momentum was like the Tianhe overturning, surging upwards.

In an instant, the entire universe seemed to turn into void and blank.

Sword Emperor's soul felt like it was out of his body.

He had never seen such a fierce and unparalleled killing move; this Kung Fu seemed defiant to the heavens.

In desperation, Sword Emperor immediately activated his Absolute Domain.

However, Yang Fei's momentum was too grand and overwhelming.

Sword Emperor's Absolute Domain only restrained Yang Fei for a moment.

Yang Fei's earth-shattering third kick was still kicked out.

This Absolute Domain saved Sword Emperor's life.

He dodged the critical throat vital point but was still hit on the shoulder by Yang Fei.

Bang!

A muffled sound; Sword Emperor's body, like a bundle of dry wood, flew out in a parabola.

Half of Sword Emperor's shoulder blade was completely shattered by Yang Fei.

He spat blood, flipped over, and stood up.

It could be said, ever since Sword Emperor's Blade Gang reached Great Achievement.

Even when encountering a master of the same level, he had never been defeated so miserably.

And at this moment, Yang Fei was merely a Mysterious Grade Martial Arts Master.

Sword Emperor's heart was shocked to the extreme.

He had clashed with Yang Fei several times, knowing this guy's Kung Fu was bizarre, with strange moves emerging one after another.

But he never expected, with a lapse in vigilance, Yang Fei had grown to such an extent.

His invincible belief finally became unsettled by Yang Fei.

Now, Sword Emperor rolled over, picked up the longsword on the ground, and dashed down the mountain like lightning.

Yang Fei, burning Essence, unleashed the Horse Stomping Flying Swallow Ultimate Weapon but still didn't kill Sword Emperor.

He immensely admired Sword Emperor's Martial Arts prowess.

Yang Fei stood in place, not pursuing.

He ignored the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and let out a long roar.

"Miao Yifeng, surrender now, you can't escape."

Sword Emperor's silhouette was like an arrow, disappearing in a moment.

Yang Fei chuckled and pulled the communicator on his collar.

"Everyone, attention, commence closing in, Sword Emperor has broken out."

Sword Emperor sprinted towards the west side mountain.

He hadn't run a few miles before seeing someone on the roadside.

That person stood tall and looked at him calmly.

The person seemed as if he had just returned from some banquet.

He wore a white Versace shirt and trousers, handsome and elegant, with a calm expression.

Sword Emperor was astonished by the person's demeanor and stance.

This young man was only in his twenties, yet his Martial Arts Realm was no less than his own.

A Master of Gang Strength!

His eyes narrowed, he stopped in his tracks. "You are..."

The young man calmly looked at him.

"Greetings Mr. Miao, Xue Mingtai has been waiting here for a long time."

Xue Mingtai!

Sword Emperor had heard of this young man's reputation.

In the Huaxia Martial Arts Circle, Xue Mingtai was considered unbeatable among the younger generation.

What Miao Yifeng didn't expect was.

Such a master would willingly work for Yang Fei, and this was the most fearsome part.

Xue Mingtai drew out a longsword, under the moonlight, it was like a clear spring, its cold gleam flickering.

Xue Mingtai lightly flicked the longsword, Essence Qi infused into the sword, the longsword immediately emitted a Dragon's Chant.

Clang!

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