Rise Of Evil Sword God

Feng Yun looked at Yan Zilan for a few seconds, when he saw there were serious injuries on her body, felt relieved.

At this time, the rest of the disciples of the two sects also recognized Feng Yun and Zi Ling, the first one to react was Ren Qingsheng.

"I searched for you for a while, but I didn't expect that you came your own to die here." Ren Qingsheng came in front of Feng Yun and said, "Even the first genius girl of the Whitestone city has also come."

"Ren Qingsheng, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to start a war between two sects?" Zi Ling coldly said as she looked at the crowd.

"Without evidence they could not do anything." Ren Qingsheng said as a vicious look plashed in eyes.

"Enough talk, kill them all don't leave alive any person." Wen Desheng shouted with impatience voice.

Listening to the order of Wen Desheng, one disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect moved in front of Feng Yun, both of took swing their sword at Feng Yun.

"Die!"

Feng Yun watched at two men as they were coming closer to him. When they were close enough, he attacked them with the heavenly slayer sword. Next moment the disciples of both sect became shocked, they revealed looks like they had seen a ghost.

Feng Yun's sword strike was quick, it directly pierced through the body of the two men, even the protective talisman was not able to block the heavenly slayer sword. Blood splattered over the ground and two lifeless bodies fell on the ground.

"How is this possible? How can his attack penetrate the defense of the protective talisman?"

Both Wen Desheng and Ren Qingsheng widened their eyes and looked at Feng Yun as if they were looking at a monster, as they did not dare to believe what they had just seen.

After all, the protective talisman refined by the elders of the sects, even Foundation Establishment stage expert would find it difficult to break it. while Feng Yun tore it as it was a piece of paper.

"There's something strange about his sword. If I'm not wrong, the sword in his hand should be a medium-grade Earth Grade weapon or higher." Ren Qingsheng was also a genius swordsman. He immediately sensed that Fen Yun's sword was a high-grade artifact. When he saw the power of Feng Yun's sword, he could smell a strong sense of danger.

"Damn, how did that bastard get this treasure sword?" Wen Desheng said angrily. A greedy expression appeared on his face as he looked at the sword in Feng Yun's hand. "Feng Yun, If you offer me your sword, I will spare your life." he said as he released his aura of late stage of Spirit Gathering Realm.

Wen Desheng winked at Ren Qingsheng, his motive was clear after getting the sword from Feng Yun, they would kill him.

"What? You think you can defeat me." Feeling the aura of Wen Desheng, Feng Yun said disdainfully, "To be honest, I'm afraid that your strength is not enough to take one full strike."

Feng Yun's disregard for him completely angered Wen Desheng, who was a very proud and arrogant person. Wen Desheng roared, moved towards Feng Yun, and thrust out his sword.

At the same time that Wen Desheng attacked Feng Yun, Ren Qingsheng made his move. Two sword light crossed each other as they attacked Feng Yun.

"Break!"

A red ray of light flashed from Feng Yun's sword as he held his sword to meet the blow. The sharp sword aura intersected with the Heavenly Slayer Sword's tip. Stabbing out with extreme speed.

Not only was this sword attack fast, it was also as erratic as the wind, and pierced towards their chest with an irresistible force.

In a rush, Wen Desheng and Ren Qingsheng hurriedly held their swords horizontally in Front of their chests, blocking Feng Yun's extreme attack.

However, Feng Yun's sword attack was filled with Sword Qi. Coupled with the attack power of Feng Yun, the heavenly sword broke apart their high grade Spirit Ranked swords and fiercely struck on their chests, sending them flying out, crashed onto the ground like a kite with its string cut.

"I have to say, you guys are too weak!"

Feng Yun swept his gaze over the two who were deeply shocked by his strength. Then coldly mocked them.

"How is this possible? How can his attack be so strong?"

But Feng Yun did not give them a chance to run, with a quick speed he appeared in front of two, hacking his sword down, directly ending their lifes.

"Who else?"

After killing Wen Desheng and Ren Qingsheng in the most tyrannical manner, Feng Yun raised his sword with one hand, pointed at the ugly expressions of the crowd, and said tyrannically.

Amongst the crowd, Yan Zilan looked at Feng Yun, who was looking down at the world with a domineering gaze, while her deep eyes shone with a light.

While Jing Tian's eyes revealed a shocked expression as he looked at Feng Yun. A few months ago, Feng Yun was at only Body Refining Cultivator and now he already gone far ahead of him.

"I'll count to three. If you don't get out of here, I'll definitely kill you." Feng Yun look at the panic-stricken crowd and warned them coldly.

As they heard Feng Yun, the remaining disciples fled hastily.