Genius Sword Immortal

When Ye Feng was launching his sharp attack, Zhao Yibei, who was at the side, was naturally not idle either.

He longed to kill Situ Cangdao before his eyes more than anyone else, but unfortunately, he could not deal with the four of them alone, and could only rely on Ye Feng's strength.

Now that the other two had died, Ye Feng was in a confrontation with the short and fat butcher.

Although ten years of cultivation was not equal to forty years of cultivation, Zhao Yibei was a Soul Cultivator. Compared to the martial artists, the advantage of the Soul Cultivator was too big.

"When you once killed the innocent, did you ever think of this day?"

The longsword in Ye Feng's hand pointed towards the fat butcher in front of him. He asked indifferently, and turned a blind eye to the dirty man who was already burnt to ashes, as if it was just an ordinary fire.

The fat butcher looked at the burning man and then looked at the bamboo shoot who had his head chopped off by Ye Feng. Finally, he glared at Ye Feng and swallowed his saliva: "Tian Dao Temple will not let you go … …"

Ye Feng laughed. He had even gotten his hands on the treasures of the top sect Taiji Temple in Wu Lin, how could he be afraid of a mere Tian Dao Temple? Ultimately, the Tian Dao Temple's overall strength was only slightly stronger than the Hidden Fairy Sect's.

Whether it was compared to the Long family or the Taiji Temple, the Tian Dao Temple was nothing.

With regards to this threat, of course Ye Feng did not take it to heart. Taking a step forward, a dark green sword light flashed past his hand, and before the fat butcher could even react, Ye Feng's sword pierced through his heart.

Three of the four elite disciples of Tian Dao Temple had already been eliminated by Ye Feng in an instant!

The remaining Situ Cangdao had already been targeted by Zhao Yibei.

"Die!"

Zhao Yibei moved, since Situ Cangdao was already destined to die, he did not mind revealing his identity as the Soul Cultivator.

In that moment, the spirit body that he had formed crumbled like sand, and swept towards Situ Cangdao like a swarm of locusts.

This scene scared the last remaining Situ Cangdao out of his wits. Damn, if I had to say how Ye Feng changed. Not only that, but he had killed three of his fellow disciples in one go. This kind of young man was unprecedented.

But now, who was this kid who appeared first? His body could be decomposed?

Is it a ghost?

Situ Cangdao couldn't help but think this way.

He had killed too many people in the past so he naturally could not remember where he had seen Zhao Yibei before. The families of the people he killed were all ordinary people. They couldn't find him at all, and even if they could, they wouldn't be able to.

This was the first time he met someone who had killed before coming to take revenge on him.

There was no time to think about what he saw in front of him, Situ Cangdao hurriedly retreated, held onto the longblade behind his back with one hand, and slashed at the green smoke and scattered sand that Zhao Yibei had split into two.

Weng! *

With a light sound, the green smoke and scattered sand Zhao Yibei was in split into two groups, and with an extremely quick speed, they surrounded Situ Cangdao, and then they reformed into a spirit body behind him.

Blade and Bone Spear!

A bone lance condensed from the surrounding foul energy, instantly appeared in the upper left corner and shot down towards Situ Cangdao.

"Sky Machete Whirlwind!"

Situ Cangdao's brain was a mess, the three moles on the side of his temple were tightly squeezed together, and could only use this move. In an instant, the violent and violent Machete Qi Whirlwind exploded, and twisted the rest of the things in the room into pieces.

The Blade and Bone Spear that Zhao Yibei released was also swept into the Sky Machete Whirlwind, and quickly disappeared. After all, the two sides' cultivations were still lacking, so it was normal that it did not work.

If Zhao Yibei had twenty years of cultivation, this group of Blade and Bone Spear would have been able to heavily injure him.

As for Zhao Yibei's own soul body, he did not have the time to dodge, and was swept up by the Machete Qi Whirlwind in an instant. However, his entire body was condensed out of soul energy, and like a gust of wind, he flew out of the Machete Qi Whirlwind's range, condensing into a soul body not too far away.

Ye Feng carefully observed from the side and discovered that on this earth, Soul Cultivator was basically an invincible existence, because there were very few people who could cause them harm.

If Ye Feng did not use Cultivation World's methods, there were very few methods that could injure him. Only those who had cultivated to the second layer or higher would be able to cause harm to the Soul Cultivator, and not all the second layer martial arts would be able to cause any harm to the Soul Cultivator.

At least, Taiji Temple Elder Li Xuan's Tai Chi Punch the last time was unable to harm Ling Chen. Ye Feng felt that only skills with attributes like Supreme Yang Swordmanship and Romantic Swordsmanship could cause damage to the Soul Cultivator.

For the current Situ Cangdao, and even for all the other Martial Arts Cultivator s, the two Soul Cultivator s, Zhao Yibei and Zhao Yibei, were simply a nightmare!

After the Sky Machete Whirlwind was done dancing, Situ Cangdao realized that everything in the room had been destroyed. There were even quite a few holes in the walls of the room, scaring the man and woman in the next room who were working on something, into fleeing in panic.

But only Ye Feng and the strange young man still stood quietly at the side, completely unharmed, appearing extremely strange.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Situ Cangdao was so scared that his legs were trembling, he asked while looking at Zhao Yibei.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Yibei was neither sad nor happy. When he heard this question, he could not help but feel a little sad. After all, he was currently not a human, but a Soul Cultivator. In Cultivation World, the status of a Soul Cultivator and an immortal cultivator were about the same, but on Earth, the meaning of a Soul Cultivator was like a ghost.

He was not a human, but a ghost.

With Ye Feng's help, he became a thinking ghost, and that was it.

With just this little bit of thought, he was able to personally decapitate his enemy from ten years ago. Just by this point, he was already extremely grateful to Ye Feng! If not for Ye Feng, even if he still existed in this world, he would not be able to kill his enemy with his own hands.

"It's time to send you on your way."

Zhao Yibei knew that he couldn't drag this fight out for too long, otherwise, it would be hard to deal with it when it attracted the attention of the other Martial Arts Cultivator.

He hardened his heart and the soul body in his body immediately turned into nothingness, becoming green smoke that drifted away. He completely disappeared, and following that, one Blade and Bone Spear after another shot towards Situ Cangdao from all directions, causing all of the hairs on Situ Cangdao's body to stand up.

After using the Sky Machete Whirlwind, he only had a bit of Qi left in his body.

The most important thing was that his heart had already collapsed. Facing Zhao Yibei's attack once again, he was at a loss as to what to do. The long blade in his hand subconsciously waved twice, blocking the two deadly bone lances as it was immediately pierced deeply into his flesh by the rest of the Blade and Bone Spear.

The Blade and Bone Spear's life target immediately turned into a wave of filth and entered Situ Cangdao's body. A wave of deathly death energy spread throughout his body, very quickly weakening his life force!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Situ Cangdao cried out in alarm, but was instantly burnt to ashes by the accompanying white fireball.

"Someone's coming. Let's go."

Ye Feng said in a serious tone by the side, he casually released a few fireballs and burnt all the bodies in the room, leaving behind a room full of mess.