Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down. Many Martial Sect Early Period warriors on the Flying Dragon Boat looked at each other, many of them hesitating.    

The few Martial Sect Early Period warriors who were killed could be considered the strongest amongst the Martial Sect Early Period warriors in the Essence Sword Sect. They wouldn't even be able to withstand a few strikes of this Yin Wood. This showed how terrifying this Yin Wood was.    

If they weren't a match for the Yin Wood, almost all of them would die. Such a situation instantly stunned the people on the Flying Dragon Boat.    

"So this is how the Essence Sword Sect is! No wonder they're at the bottom!"    

Yin Musheng sneered as he looked at the people of the Essence Sword Sect who were discussing animatedly but didn't dare to go up the stage. As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the Ghost Ship.    

This scene made the faces of Elder Yuan Shen and Elder Jing Dan turn gloomy. This kind of one-sided scene was beyond their imagination.    

They couldn't blame the disciples of Essence Sword Sect who were hesitating and didn't dare to step onto the stage. After all, Yin Musheng's strength wasn't weak.    

"Wait!"    

Right at this moment, a solemn voice was heard. A shadow rushed up to the sky and jumped onto the chessboard from the dragon boat.    

"I'll do it!"    

The man in white robes held a feather fan in his hand as he stood in the middle of the chessboard with a calm expression.    

"Brother Ji?"    

The figure on the battlefield made Ao Lingchen frown. It turned out to be Ji Luofeng.    

After coming out of Spirit Weapon Secret Realm, Ao Lingchen didn't see him again. He didn't expect that he would attack Yin Musheng when they met again.    

Looking at Ji Luofeng on the stage, Ao Lingchen's expression became serious.    

He could naturally feel that the energy contained in the former's body wasn't any weaker than Yin Musheng's. But... Ao Lingchen couldn't help but feel worried for Ji Luofeng's safety after witnessing the strange means of the Ghost Fiend Hall. That was because the dead bodies lying on the stage had proved the power of Yin Wood!    

"Oh?" Yin Wood Birth, who was about to walk down from the chessboard, let out a soft 'oh'. He turned around and looked at Ji Luofeng, who had a calm expression on his face. A disdainful sneer appeared on his face, as if he was looking at a dead man. "I didn't expect that there would be someone who isn't afraid of death. Interesting!"    

To Yinmu Sheng, no matter who it was, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths!    

"Actually, I'm very afraid of death!" Ji Luofeng lightly waved his feather fan and smiled indifferently. His expression was calm as he looked at Yin Musheng who was walking over. He said unhurriedly, "But I have estimated that you are not strong enough to kill me. So I came up!"    

He spoke with an indifferent tone and a calm expression, as if he was afraid of death, but he wasn't qualified to do so.    

"Very well, you are the first person to speak to me in such a manner. I will let you die a miserable death!"    

The black Qi around Yin Musheng's entire body was chaotic and wanton. The dim light in his eyes flourished, and the veins on his right hand that held the sharp claws were exposed due to the excessive force.    

The sharp claw in his hand produced a clank sound, and a sharp claw light spread out from it.    

Hearing the threat in his ears and looking at the cold and fierce sharp claw, Ji Luofeng narrowed his eyes. He tightly gripped the feather fan in his hand, and moved his body downwards, ready to fight at any time.    

"The one who died miserably might be me, or you!"    

As his words fell, a violent wind suddenly blew. A vigorous and majestic Yuan Qi erupted from Ji Luofeng's body like a volcano eruption. The feather fan in his hand shone with a bright white light.    

In terms of aura, Ji Luofeng did not seem to be affected by Yin Wood Life at all.    

"Kill!"    

Yin Musheng's expression was ruthless. The sharp claw in his hand was filled with killing intent. He suddenly threw it out, and it shot towards Ji Luofeng like an arrow. Its speed was as fast as lightning, and it was extremely shocking.    

"Wind and clouds!"    

Staring at the sharp claw that was shooting over, Ji Luofeng let out a low roar. The feather fan in his hand suddenly swung forward!    

Huhuhu!    

Continuous whistling sounds were heard as a shockingly rotating tornado appeared in an instant. With the speed of the sharp claws that were shooting over explosively, it rushed over explosively.    

The wind whistled. Finally, under the gazes of everyone, the tornado and the sharp claws collided.    

Rumble!    

The moment the sharp claws grabbed onto the hurricane, an unexpected scene occurred. The gale was like a wooden plank that was directly torn apart by the sharp claws, producing dull rumbling sounds.    

However, the hurricane was not something to be trifled with. It domineeringly dispersed the baleful aura surrounding the sharp claw. Even the sharp claw that flew over also lost its direction under the violent wind, forcing Yin Musheng to withdraw the sharp claw.    

"Hmm?"    

Yin Musheng furrowed his brows. The black murderous aura under his feet was lingering around his body. Ghost shadows filled the sky as he ran at full speed. In an instant, he passed through the fierce wind that had dispersed, and the sharp claws lunged at Ji Luofeng.    

"Yin Cao Ghost Fiend!"    

A cold voice sounded out from Yinmu Sheng's mouth, and his eyes were flickering with a strong killing intent.    

The instant the sharp claws flew out, a dim light flickered, and black smoke filled the sky. The chessboard was instantly filled with countless ghostly figures, and waves of chilly wind blew wantonly, as if it was the underworld of Yin Cao.    

"So strong!"    

Looking at the unusual changes on the chessboard, everyone on the Flying Dragon Boat furrowed their brows. Everyone couldn't help but feel worried for Ji Luofeng.    

Ao Lingchen clenched his right fist. His spiritual energy surged out from his sea of consciousness, ready to attack at any time.    

No matter what, if Ji Luofeng's life was in danger, he could not stand idly by.    

The changes in the surroundings also made Ji Luofeng's eyes reveal fear. However, this ignited his strong fighting spirit.    

"Chaotic Dance of Wind!"    

A low roar was heard from his throat. Wild wind was blowing around Ji Luofeng's body. Three violent tornadoes surrounded his body, forcing back the evil wind that was trying to erode his body.    

"Kill!"    

A violent roar was heard. Three wild tornadoes rushed towards Yin Musheng, who was swinging his claws at him.    

Bang!    

Rumble!    

The sound of collisions rang out as the sharp claws clashed with the tornado. The entire chessboard was filled with cold winds and black smoke. It looked like a group of demons were wreaking havoc in the world. It was extremely evil.    

At this moment, Ji Luofeng and Yin Musheng's eyes were only filled with killing intent. They knew very well that whoever lost in this collision would represent death and the end of their lives!    

Both of his hands were tightly holding onto the iron wire at the end of the sharp claws. Yin Musheng waved the sharp claws in his hands in a dazzling manner. The overbearing and murderous claws kept on tearing apart the tornados, wanting to pass through the tornadoes and kill Ji Luofeng, who was fanning the feather fan. The latter wanted to use an even more powerful storm to destroy the person in front of him.    

For a moment, they exchanged blows. The collision between the two was very exciting, causing the surrounding people to comment on it.    

However, only the two of them knew of the dangers involved.    

"Go to hell!"    

Just as everyone was enjoying the show, a sharp claw suddenly tore open a mouth of the fierce wind. The sharp claw that was shining with a cold light pierced through the storm like a lightning bolt that streaked across the sky, and clawed at Ji Luofeng's neck.    

"Not good!"    

Numerous exclamations sounded. This scene had happened too suddenly. Even though Ao Lingchen had been paying attention all this time, there were still some things that he hadn't expected.    

The moment the spiritual force in Ao Lingchen's sea of consciousness surged out, a confident voice calmed him down.    

"Do you really think that you have broken through the encirclement of my storm?"    

Facing the sharp claws of the ghost energy, Ji Luofeng did not panic as everyone had imagined. Instead, he had a calm expression, as if he could not see the flying Ghost Claw.    

However, very quickly, everyone knew why he was in such a state!