Chapter 452 - 452 452 Desperately

Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Desperately Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Desperately “Dad! Kill Feng Wuchen!”

The moment Gui Ying swiftly forced Feng Wuchen to retreat, the Sect Hierarch of the Heavenly Moon Sect immediately rescued Fan Shaoyun, who cried out angrily and excitedly.

Seeing Fan Shaoyun’s legs were crippled, rage surged through the Sect Hierarch of the Heavenly Moon Sect as he bellowed, “Gui Ying, kill Feng Wuchen and all our grievances will be written off. Moreover, I will cede half of my dominion in the Heavenly Domain to you!”

“Fine!” Gui Ying agreed heartily.

“Elder!” The Sect Hierarch was frantic with worry, but upon glancing at Elder Ren, he was utterly despondent.

Elder Ren was being corroded by the fire toxin, in excruciating pain, and couldn’t be of any help to him.

Having no other choice, the Sect Hierarch took out an elixir for Fan Shaoyun to swallow and channeled his True Yuan into his body, hoping to save his legs.

“Gui Ying?” Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, never having heard of such a person in the Heavenly Domain.

However, he was sure that Gui Ying held an extraordinary status in the Heavenly Domain and was definitely a terrifying figure.

“This person’s strength is comparable to that of the Sect Hierarch of the Heavenly Moon Sect.” Feng Wuchen’s face was extremely grave, not expecting such a powerful adversary to emerge.

“Dan Emperor, Gui Ying is the leader of the Assassins!” Huang Xuan, the Grand Elder, shouted.

“Assassins?” Feng Wuchen had never heard of them.

“Feng Wuchen, you might not recognize me, but surely you remember killing Sky Wolf and the others, right?” Gui Ying said chillingly, his gaunt old face exceedingly grim.

With that, Feng Wuchen suddenly realized and exclaimed in surprise, “So you are their leader!”

“You killed my subordinates; it’s only right for me to kill you!” Gui Ying said coldly, a fierce murderous aura spreading around him.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Yi Yun and the other four appeared in a flash, not about to stand by idly even though they were all severely wounded.

“Yi Yun, Pavilion Master, I will only kill Feng Wuchen. I won’t interfere in your conflicts,” Gui Ying said coldly.

Despite their anxiety, Yi Yun and the others showed no sign of retreat.

Seeing this, Gui Ying shook his head, saying, “Even together, you are no match for me, let alone wounded so heavily. Why bother dying in vain?”

Feng Wuchen looked gravely serious, a Sect Hierarch of the Heavenly Moon Sect was already hard to deal with, and now Gui Ying had joined in, making the situation very tricky.

“He’s too strong; even the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower might not be able to suppress his power!” Feng Wuchen mused with a furrowed brow.

“Humming!”

The terrifying power of the Seventh Level of the Heavenly Human Realm erupted as Gui Ying soared into the air, charging towards Feng Wuchen at breakneck speed.

“Dan Emperor, run!” Yi Yun shouted, channeling his True Yuan to its limit as he bellowed, “Profound Grade high-class martial technique!…”

“Whoosh!”

The instant Yi Yun executed his martial technique, Gui Ying’s figure flashed, and his speed increased several-fold.

“What?” Yi Yun’s expression changed drastically.

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

With one punch, Gui Ying sent Yi Yun flying, blood spurting from his mouth, his body shooting away like a cannonball.

“Pavilion Master Yi!” Feng Wuchen was shocked to his core.

With a single punch, Yi Yun was severely wounded.

“Feng Wuchen, your life is mine!” Gui Ying shouted coldly, charging at Feng Wuchen once again with great speed.

“Dan Emperor, run!” Ye Shuihan shouted, and the four rushed forward to meet the challenge without any fear.

“Delusions of grandeur!” Gui Ying said coldly, his eyes flashing with ferocity.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Gui Ying’s figure flickered erratically, his speed astonishing, and his form completely invisible.

“Boom boom boom!”

“Pfft pfft pfft!”

In almost the blink of an eye, Ye Shuihan and the others were spitting blood, all knocked away by the blows.

The Star Plucking Ghost struck too swiftly; they had no indication, truly impossible to guard against.

When the Star Plucking Ghost made his move, he was even more ferocious than the Sect Hierarch of the Heavenly Moon Sect.

“I said, I’m only here to kill Feng Wuchen. If you insist on intervening, don’t blame me for being rude!” The Star Plucking Ghost snorted coldly but didn’t kill Yi Yun and the others.

With a vicious glance at Feng Wuchen, the Star Plucking Ghost flashed forward, instantly appearing in front of Feng Wuchen.

“How do you wish to die?” The frosty voice of the Star Plucking Ghost rang by Feng Wuchen’s ear.

Feng Wuchen’s face fell, and he swung his Dragon God Sword with all the ferocity he could muster, having no other choice but to fight with everything he had!

“Ding!”

The Star Plucking Ghost let out a disdainful snort and easily stopped the assault of the Dragon God Sword with just one finger. His fingertip was like steel, unmovable by Feng Wuchen’s strength.

“Hmph! Even if you possess the power of the Fourth Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm, or even the Fifth, you are still no match for me!” the Star Plucking Ghost said with a sneer.

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Star Plucking Ghost threw a punch that shook Feng Wuchen so hard he spat blood and was sent flying backward.

“No wonder he’s at the Seventh Level of the Heavenly Human Realm, such terrifying power!” Feng Wuchen was greatly shocked.

The punch from the Star Plucking Ghost had severely wounded Feng Wuchen.

Even though Feng Wuchen had transformed into a dragon and had the robust body of the Dragon Clan, and even with the power of his Kylin battle armor, he still couldn’t withstand the terrifying strength of the Star Plucking Ghost.

“Pavilion Master!”

“Elixir Emperor!”

Chi Huang and Bei Dou Yan and the others were deeply concerned, but they were powerless to aid Feng Wuchen at the moment.

“Feng Wuchen! Prepare to die!” The Star Plucking Ghost pursued his attack.

“Dragon’s Roar!”

With a ferocious look eyeing the incoming Star Plucking Ghost, Feng Wuchen suddenly yelled.

“Roar!”

A Dragon’s Roar resonated across the heavens and earth, with the dragon’s might vibrating through the land. A supreme aura compelled everyone to feel an impulse to submit and worship.

The sudden terror of the aura’s pressure and sonic energy greatly changed the expression on the old face of the Star Plucking Ghost.

“Is this a Sonic Wave Martial Technique?” The Star Plucking Ghost exclaimed in terror, unable to bear the frightful sonic blast.

“Ah…”

Although he was a Seventh Level powerhouse of the Heavenly Human Realm, his eardrums surely couldn’t be made of steel, could they? The Star Plucking Ghost ultimately began to scream, his eardrums in extreme pain, his head nearly bursting open.

All those embroiled in the fight, as well as the spectators from a distance, were intimidated by the supreme Dragon’s Roar, each one terrified to the core.

A singular Dragon’s Roar caused the great battle to pause momentarily, as everyone clutched their ears, their faces contorted with agony.

“Buzzing!”

Seizing the opportunity, Feng Wuchen vigorously mobilized the mysterious power in his bloodline and infused it into the Dragon God Sword. A terrifyingly powerful sword light erupted, Sword Intent surging to the sky.

“Soul Extinction Sword Technique! Soul Extinction’s Lament for Spirits and Gods!”

Feng Wuchen roared furiously as he unleashed a merciless sweep with his Dragon God Sword.

“Swoosh!”

“Buzzing!”

An extremely terrifying and domineering blood-colored sword light burst forth, its power so overwhelming that it caused the space to roil and tremble violently.

At the same time, Feng Wuchen retracted the Dragon God Sword into his body, with a thought he conjured the newly forged black gauntlets, once again tapping into the mysterious force.

“Primeval Dragon God Fist!”

Feng Wuchen roared yet again, his fists striking with lightning speed. The invisible, dreadful fist imprints struck out in hundreds within an instant, so tyrannical and ferocious that they filled onlookers with dread.

Before the horrifying sword light could arrive, the hundreds of dreadful fist imprints had already bombarded the Star Plucking Ghost.