yready #908 - The Spirit
#908 - The Spirit
Everyone's attention was now focused on the Evil Dragon Clan's leader, hoping that this powerful figure would display astonishing strength and defeat Li Chengfeng in one fell swoop.
However, unexpectedly, the Evil Dragon Clan didn't go all out against Li Chengfeng. Instead, it was someone from within the Yan Huang Realm who posed a fatal threat to him.
The King of Assassins, Sha Wuqi, one of the three great Transformation Stage experts of the human realm, emerged from the shadows of the North Sea Envoy like a ghost. Without a word, he launched a deadly attack on Li Chengfeng.
His figure was as elusive as a phantom, and the shadow longsword in his hand was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, slashing towards Li Chengfeng with endless coldness and killing intent.
Faced with this sudden crisis, Li Chengfeng didn't panic.
He had been prepared for this, after all, he was a master of shadows himself. His former inner demon had been hidden within his shadow.
Although it had now become a part of his body, his perception and control of shadows hadn't weakened.
At this critical moment, Li Chengfeng instantly displayed the divine power of Three Heads and Six Arms, and countless flying swords rapidly condensed in front of him, forming a dense net of swords.
These sword nets were formed in haste, and although they provided some buffering, they couldn't completely block the King of Assassins' offensive.
Just as the shadow longsword was about to pierce Li Chengfeng, his height suddenly increased to ten zhang, and a powerful aura emanated from his entire body.
This aura was as turbulent as a storm, impacting the surrounding air wave after wave, and it was actually on par with the King of Assassins' aura.
Although Li Chengfeng wasn't a true Transformation Stage expert, the power he displayed was already terrifying to the extreme.
His six fists unleashed tens of thousands of punches in an instant, each punch as dazzling as a meteor streaking across the night sky.
These fists converged in an extremely short period, seemingly transforming into an indestructible force, crashing towards the King of Assassins' longsword like a surging wave with a deafening "boom."
A muffled thud echoed, followed by a series of crisp cracking sounds.
Li Chengfeng let out a low, painful groan, his fists covered in fine cracks.
"Crack, crack, crack," under the horrified gazes of the crowd, three of the six fists shattered under the onslaught of the sword energy, dripping with blood.
This attack severely injured Li Chengfeng.
Sha Wuqi, the King of Assassins, didn't fare much better.
Although he successfully shattered three of Li Chengfeng's fists, he himself had endured a frenzied bombardment of six or seven thousand punches.
Each of Li Chengfeng's punches weighed hundreds of thousands of jun, and under this continuous barrage, it was as if he had been struck by a massive meteor constantly falling from the sky. He spat out blood, and the bones in his body emitted cracking sounds.
At this moment, Sha Wuqi's nascent soul was blasted out of his body by this powerful force, letting out a sharp, shrill scream, his eyes filled with terror and despair.
As an assassin, he understood the principle of retreating immediately after a failed strike.
This time, he had miscalculated.
Li Chengfeng hadn't died, and instead displayed unimaginable tenacity and strength.
Seeing that his attack had failed, Sha Wuqi turned and fled, his speed as fast as a ghost.
Li Chengfeng, however, coldly snorted, completely disregarding his three shattered fists, and suddenly unleashed a mysterious spell.
With a "swoosh," a sharp sword芒 cut through the air, slashing fiercely towards the fleeing nascent soul.
At the same time, Li Chengfeng's remaining three hands exerted force, unleashing the Soul Severing Technique.
The nascent soul, being the assassin's core, was most afraid of the Soul Severing Technique.
Although Sha Wuqi's nascent soul had separated from his body, it was immediately struck by this sudden Soul Severing Technique.