20demayo Chapter 85 - 85: Who Do You Think You Are?
Chapter 85 - 85: Who Do You Think You Are?
The next morning at dawn.
The corpses of Yan Yu and the other two were discovered.
In an instant.
Strong figures from the Royal Martial Arts Academy, the royal family, the Nine Profound Sect, Wan Fo Mountain, and Sword Mountain Manor all gathered here, led by none other than Ye Feng.
Eighth Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm, second on the Heavenly Qing Dragon and Tiger List and Teng Long List.
This person's strength was indeed overwhelming, even surpassing Jiang Tai.
In the younger generation of the Tianqing Kingdom, he was second only to Great Prince Jiang Shanhe. Not only did the Royal Martial Arts Academy look up to him, but the royal family's strong men were also under his control.
Monk Dao Yuan from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple joined his hands together, his face full of compassion for the world, but the words he spoke sent shivers down the spine, "Ling Xiao, Xiao Yi is extremely vicious and ruthless. Two days ago, he was no match for Yan Yu and the others, but now he has killed both Yan Yu brothers and Prince Jiang Yi. If we allow him to continue growing..."
Ye Feng examined the scene for a while and said in a deep voice, "Judging from the traces of the battle at the scene, Xiao Yi's strength is already no weaker than an ordinary practitioner at the Third Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm!"
Dizi Sword cradled his longsword, flicked his bangs lightly, and said in a deep voice, "When this person appeared at our Sword Mountain Manor's Sword Tomb, his cultivation was barely into the Shentong Realm. But in just a month or two, he has grown to his current level..."
"He must be eliminated!"
Everyone exchanged glances.
Ye Feng touched his hooked nose, his eyes a slit from which cold light emanated, and commanded in a deep voice, "Gather everyone.
"The Python Entwines the Tree!"
One sword move after another filled the air, each strike claiming a life.
In the blink of an eye, only Dao Yuan was left.
"No... don't kill me..."
His face filled with terror, he saw Xiao Yi advancing with sword in hand. Despair was written all over his face as he looked towards Ling Feng and the others not far away, "Ling Feng, save me..."
Ling Feng, too, had snapped out of his shock and roared, "Xiao Yi, stop!"
However...
Before he could finish his sentence,
Xiao Yi struck with his sword, splitting Dao Yuan in two.
Ling Feng's face twisted in fury, "You bastard, I told you to stop, how dare you kill!?"
Xiao Yi glanced sideways at Ling Feng, surrounded by a blood-colored aura, like a war god incarnate, and said coldly, "Who are you to obstruct me?"