C76

Chapter 76 - Profound Nether Slash

Bei Mingfeng said angrily: "Now is not the time to be trying to be brave, with your little strength, you will only cause us trouble, get lost!"

After speaking, Bei Mingfeng waved his sleeves, and a strong gust of wind immediately blew onto Beiming Lan Yue and BeiMing Chu's bodies, causing the two of them to fly back several tens of meters. Beiming Lan Yue and BeiMing Chu's eyes almost instantly turned red with fury.

Looking at the two little fellows whose bodies were gradually stabilizing yet were still absolutely unwilling to leave, Bei Mingfeng felt a huge headache and a great frown formed between his brows. At this moment, a sense of powerlessness rose in Bei Mingfeng's heart.

"Later on, your father and I will use the moves. You must remember them as well as you can, remember how many you can remember, and take revenge for us in the future." It was at this moment that Ling Zhuyue's gentle voice resounded within Beiming Lan Yue and BeiMing Chu's minds, flying towards them accompanied by a blue colored Spatial Ring.

It was just that Ling Zhuyue did not want them to die.

When she raised her eyes, Ling Zhuyue had already turned around and was about to leave.

Feng Sheng Lan looked at the scene before him with interest from start to finish. Only when Ling Zhuyue turned around did she open her mouth and ask, "Have you finished?"

"If you've finished, let's begin. Don't worry, neither of them will be able to escape."

Including Feng Sheng Lan, everyone was shocked by Ling Zhuyue's smile. Most of the Disciple of Holy Mountain s gulped, and there was even a small part of them who had poor willpower, which made their faces turn completely red. They could only feel a nameless fire rising from their lower regions.

"What a beautiful woman." Feng Sheng Lan praised without concealing anything.

"I just don't know how beautiful you are under the mask."

Hearing Feng Sheng Lan's words, the Disciple of Holy Mountain below burst into an uproar. Such a peerless beauty was actually not her real face?

Bei Mingfeng's recently relaxed brows instantly furrowed. To be criticized by his enemy for his wife's beauty, it would be weird if he did not frown, as a sharp killing intent suddenly rose up. At this moment, Bei Mingfeng had already thrown the difference in their cultivation levels to the back of his mind, and directly rushed towards Feng Sheng Lan.

Without any form of warm-up or probing, Bei Mingfeng immediately displayed his strongest side, a silver white longsword in his hand, which was suffused with a silver glow, continuously emitting a silver glow as he absorbed the Zhou Dynasty's spirit energy. This was actually a low grade spirit artifact.

A thick sword intent mixed with Bei Mingfeng's strongest martial skill, the Profound Nether Slash, directly slashed down towards Feng Sheng Lan.

Bei Mingfeng's attack was not weak, although his sword arts had not reached the realm of One with the Sword, he was still extremely proficient in it, and combined with the most powerful skill he could use, the Profound Nether Slash.

For a moment, a powerful white light whistled towards Feng Sheng Lan, and like a white light, it flashed past everyone's eyes, causing Disciple of Holy Mountain whose cultivation was just a little bit weaker, being blinded by the sharp sword intent that was being emitted from the white light, and fresh blood flowing down his eyes like water. He cried out miserably, even the Great Clan Elder Feng Qingyuan, Second Clan Elder Feng Mian, and Third Clan Elder Feng Ling could not help but retreat frantically, feeling aghast in their hearts: "This Bei Mingfeng is truly worthy of being the number one of the Northern Family ten-odd years ago, with such exquisite sword techniques, coupled with the Northern Family's Dark Slash technique, if it was them, they would not benefit from it.

Boom — —

A huge explosion sounded, and in an instant, the white light was as bright as the sun, and the center of the explosion was where Feng Sheng Lan was. The aftermath of the explosion was so loud that not even the plants and trees in the Zhou Dynasty were left.

Disciple of Holy Mountain had long retreated when Bei Mingfeng brazenly rushed forward, an expert should not let these little shrimps get hurt, this place had become a vacuum space.

Bei Mingfeng was currently staring at the center of the light without moving. With his cultivation level, he naturally could not injure Feng Zhilan severely, but this was already the strongest attack he could use so far, the elemental energy in his body was almost instantly drained by two-thirds, so even if Feng Zhilan was injured a little bit, it would still be good.