Under the darkness of the night, a fiery red blade light descended from the sky. The surging sharpness was about to chop Jiang Feng into pieces on the spot.
At the same time, a blood radiance rose into the sky, like a flying blood dragon, with a sweeping momentum, destroying everything.
"Rumble rumble rumble!"
The next moment, the two men's attacks collided fiercely with each other, causing a terrible aftermath that spread in all directions.
The light in Yan Yi's eyes changed dramatically. He felt that the blood radiance was too violent. His Raging Flame Slash was constantly shattering. He wanted to dodge, but he could not borrow the power of his body in the air. He could only try his best.
"Boom!"
Finally, the Flaming Red Slash failed to block the Blood Soul Thorn. The terrifying aura instantly landed on Yan Yi's body.
Yan Yi was terrified to the extreme. He roared and pushed his power to the extreme, but he was still unable to block the Blood Soul Sting's attack. A blood light pierced into his stomach and came out of his body.
"Puff!"
A large amount of blood spurted out of Yan Yi's mouth. His eyes were as wide as copper bells.
How could this person be so powerful? How could he die here?
Dong!
Yan Yi's corpse lay on the ground, his eyes wide open. His eyes were filled with horror and a strong sense of unwillingness.
He was the Young Master of the Yan Sect, one of the heirs of the sect in the future. How could he die here?
Perhaps, his heart was filled with regret and he shouldn't have provoked Jiang Feng. However, so what if he felt regret? He couldn't change the outcome of his death.
"Young master!"
The crowd was stunned at first, but then their faces turned pale. Yan Yi had died right under their noses, which terrified them greatly.
Yan Yi was the son of the sect master of the Yan Sect. Now that he had died in front of them, let alone entering the Yan Sect, even his life would be in danger.
"Damn it! How dare you kill the young master! Hand over your life!"
The warriors all went crazy. After Yan Yi's death, they would definitely die with him. Only by capturing the murderer would they be able to die a happy death.
"Young master?"
Jiang Feng, on the other hand, was slightly startled. They'd actually called this person young master. It looked like he'd been quite a strong force.
However, Jiang Feng didn't feel the slightest bit of regret. As he had said, he had to be prepared to die if he wanted to kill him. He had brought all of this upon himself.
"Blood Soul Sting!"
Jiang Feng absorbed more than half of Yan Yi's blood and once again condensed the Blood Soul Sting. The terrifying power pierced straight through the two's abdomens.
"Quick, go and inform the grandmaster of the Yan Sect." Someone reacted and hurriedly sent someone to look for the experts of the Yan Sect.
Their state of mind had already been thrown into disarray. There was only one thought left in their minds, and that was to kill Jiang Feng. Therefore, their methods of fighting weren't orderly at all. Even in the face of Jiang Feng's attacks, they didn't even try to dodge. They were completely putting up a desperate fight.
They had thrown themselves into disarray, and Jiang Feng's attacks had gone even smoother. Each time he used teleportation and the Blood Soul Sting, he could kill a single person. Very quickly, he killed all of the martial practitioners.
"One on one, I might not be able to defeat all of you, but who told you to be careless and give me the opportunity to continuously condense the Blood Soul Thorns?" Jiang Feng smiled coldly as he looked at the corpses on the ground.
Just as he said, if it was a one on one fight, it would be difficult for Jiang Feng to win even if the other was more cautious. However, the bad side was the bad side. The first person was too careless, and the three people following him were too confident, giving Jiang Feng enough blood to burst out the power of the Blood Soul Sting.
Jiang Feng squatted down and took off all the storage rings on their bodies.
"Anyone who dares to kill the Young Master of the Scorching Flame Sect must die!"
At this moment, a roar of terror and extreme anger rolled over, accompanied by an incomparably frightening fluctuation, swiftly rushing towards Jiang Feng.
"A Zifu Disciple!"
Jiang Feng raised his head, a solemn look flashing through his eyes. Not only was it because of the other's strength, but also because of the other's words. Young master of the Yan Sect, these people were actually from the Yan Sect?
But why did the members of the Flame Sect want to kill him?
Was it a coincidence, or was he colluding with Che Shaoyang?
No matter what, Jiang Feng wouldn't regret it. Since he wanted to kill him, he should be prepared to die, regardless of who it was.
"Run!"
Jiang Feng hurriedly turned around and ran into the depths of the mountain. If he was at the first level of the Violet Manor, he would still dare fight. However, his biting cold aura wasn't weaker than Shi Shan's. He didn't have the slightest chance of winning against such an expert.
Hong!
Just a moment after he had fled, a figure quickly arrived. He was dressed in black and had a malevolent expression on his face as he looked in the direction where Jiang Feng had fled.
"Psst! Psst! Psst!"
In the next moment, several figures quickly arrived. They were all Zifu Disciples. When they saw Yan Yi's corpse on the ground, their faces turned extremely ugly.
They were experts from the Yan Sect. To be more precise, they were the ones who were secretly protecting Yan Yi.
Previously, when Yan Yi had tracked Jiang Feng down, they'd all discovered something but hadn't stopped him. They'd patrolled the surroundings as usual to prevent the Teal Feather Sect experts from hurrying over.
After all, in a battle between the two sects, one had to avoid the other. Otherwise, it would turn into a battle between the two sects.
He'd thought that Yan Yi would be able to kill him with ease, but who would've thought that he'd be killed instead?
Looking at Yan Yi's corpse, everyone was both angry and terrified. With Yan Yi's death, it would be hard for them to bear the blame. The Sect Master would not let them off.
"What exactly is going on?" An Zifu Disciple let out an angry howl.
The person who had left earlier walked past in a trembling manner. As soon as the words left his mouth, the expert from the Violet Manor sent him flying. With a sinister expression, he said, "Ninth level Body Tempering, are you kidding me?"
The rest of the crowd glared angrily at the young master. How could a man of the ninth level of Body Tempering kill the young master in an instant? Moreover, there were more than ten martial artists of the twelfth level of Body Tempering.
Not to mention the ninth level of Body Tempering, even the first level of the Violet Manor would find it difficult to kill so many twelfth level Body Tempering experts in such a short period of time.
"Your honor, what I said is true."
The twelfth level Body Tempering martial artist knelt on the ground, trembling with fear. "That person's name is Jiang Feng. His news is from Jian Wushuang of the Qingyu Sect."
"Jian Wushuang from the Azure Wing Sect!" Many experts from the Violet Manor looked ferocious. Their leader said angrily, "Bring Jian Wushuang here. If it's done by the Teal Feather Sect, the Flame Sect will not mind the war between the sects."
Jian Wushuang had informed Yan Yi of Jiang Feng's whereabouts. He had thought that he would be able to kill him with a borrowed knife, but the outcome had surprised him.
Not only did Jiang Feng not die, he even killed Yan Yi.
When his eyes brought the news back, Jian Wushuang was stunned for dozens of seconds. When he came to his senses, he immediately shouted, "A bunch of good-for-nothings. The experts of the Yan Sect are all good-for-nothings. They can't even kill someone at the ninth level of Body Tempering."
Despite his anger, Jian Wushuang hurriedly drew closer to the experts from the Teal Feather Sect when he heard that they were looking for him.
This matter couldn't be admitted. Otherwise, the Yan Sect wouldn't let him off. The Teal Feather Sect wouldn't tolerate anyone who harmed their fellow disciples.
He was certain that there was a grudge between him and Yan Yi. Now that Yan Yi had died tragically, the Yan Sect wanted to use him as a scapegoat. In this way, not only would the Sect not suspect him, they would also protect him.
It had to be said that his decision was very correct. As soon as they approached the direction of the experts of the Teal Feather Sect, the people of the Flame Sect came over.
At first, the Yan Sect wanted to capture Jian Wushuang and let the Teal Feather Sect give an explanation for Yan Yi's death. However, the response of Elder Cang Hong, the leader of the sect, was extremely domineering.
The battle between the two sects would inevitably result in death or injury. If they had to give an explanation for the death of anyone, the Yan Sect would have to give an explanation for the death of the disciples of the Qingyu Sect.
Both sides were ready to fight. Not only did the people of the Yan Sect not take Jian Wushuang away, they did not get an explanation. Instead, they attracted the attention of Cang Hong. The experts of the Violet Manor of the Yan Sect were targeted by them to prevent killing the disciples of the Teal Feather Sect.
"Damn it!" The Flame Sect's Zifu Disciples roared in rage. Right now, they could only watch as Elder Hei Yu took down Jiang Feng.
Hei Yu was an Elder of the Flame Sect. He was the first person to chase after Jiang Feng.
At this moment, Jiang Feng was rapidly shuttling through the forest, while Hei Yu was chasing him relentlessly. Although Jiang Feng was able to use the Shadow Kill to continuously change his direction, the difference between his realm and Hei Yu's was simply too great. All techniques were insignificant in the face of absolute strength.
Therefore, the gap between them was getting closer and closer.
"Die!"
When the distance between the two of them had shortened to a certain extent, Hei Yu suddenly burst into an attack. A dark fist imprint seemed to have fallen off from the night sky, striking wildly behind Jiang Feng's back.
Jiang Feng's expression changed wildly. Under this terrifying pressure, the space around him seemed to have been restricted, and it was difficult for him to use Shadow Kill to teleport. In a hurry, he slashed out a Blood Soul Sting and pushed the power of the Domineering Star Body to the extreme, continuously striking out countless palm prints.
*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*
The terrifying sound was like a sudden clap of thunder. The black light crushed everything in its path, shattering all of Jiang Feng's attacks. Its remaining power didn't decrease much as it continued to press down.
Jiang Feng's expression was ugly to the extreme as he twisted his body with all his strength, managing to avoid this fatal punch with great difficulty. However, that frightening shockwave still landed on his body.
With a bang, Jiang Feng flew straight back like a kite with a broken string. He opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of blood, which was connected to each other like a flying kite.
Jiang Feng licked the traces of blood at the corner of his mouth and took advantage of the fact that he had landed on the ground, continuing to run for his life without hesitation.
"You won't be able to escape." Hei Yu's expression was ferocious. The might of the seventh level of the Violet Manor was completely unleashed. He didn't show the slightest bit of mercy. He wanted to use the most brutal method to kill Jiang Feng and avenge Yan Yi.
"Buzz buzz!"
Hei Yu's figure left behind numerous afterimages. Under the darkness of the night, it was as if there were countless figures chasing after Jiang Feng at an astonishing speed.
Jiang Feng could sense the threat of death, but his heart was terrifyingly calm. He keenly sensed that Hei Yu was charging towards him. A wave of icy cold air pounced on him, as if it was about to tear him to shreds.
He rolled on the ground, and the terrible attack almost touched his back, hitting a huge tree. In an instant, wood chips flew everywhere.
"Hmm?"
Jiang Feng rolled out on the spot and suddenly discovered that there was a broken corpse of a demonic beast lying in front of him. It was a mid-stage rank two demonic beast, comparable to a human of the fourth to sixth levels of the Violet Manor.
In his eyes, the essence of demonic beasts was in the beast core, but in Jiang Feng's eyes, the most important essence was the bloodline. Although the bloodline power of demonic beasts at the Middle Stage of Rank Two was much stronger than his, he did not care about the advice of the Sky Devil and devoured the bloodline as soon as possible at the moment of life and death.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a rumbling sound came from Jiang Feng's body, and his entire shirt was ripped apart in an instant. The terrifying demonic beast bloodline seemed to be eating back at his bloodline.
At the same time, complicated blood patterns appeared on his body again, just like when he swallowed the king's blood. A terrible power seemed to break free from the shackles of the seal and rushed into his body.
Chi chi!
A voice that sounded like an electric current rang out in his body. The powerful demonic beast's blood entered his blood, as if it had submitted to him and merged with him.
"Understood. This is the power of devouring." Suddenly, the Skyfiend muttered to himself in horror. When Jiang Feng had devoured the king's bloodline, he hadn't been able to refine it into blood essence. Instead, it had fused with his bloodline and seemed to have triggered some bloodline power.
After that, Jiang Feng had displayed the power of his undying bloodline in his battle with Che Shaodong. The Skyfiend had originally thought that this was the power of Jiang Feng's bloodline.
But now it seemed that his bloodline power was more than one, and it also had the power to devour and merge.