Immortal God of War

Chapter 648 - 625: It’s All Swelled Up_2

The four of them shuddered. My God! How are we supposed to live through this?

Just who was this Qin Feiyang?

Not only did his friend Fatty possess a Perfect Battle Art, but Qin Feiyang himself commanded three different types!

Qin Feiyang said indifferently, "Okay, now that the nuisance is gone, it’s your turn."

Xueruo quickly turned her head to stare at Qin Feiyang and screeched, "You are a madman, a demon!"

"Yes, I am a madman."

"Do you remember what I told you last time? The real show is just beginning."

"Now it’s time to pay for everything you’ve done."

"Not one of you will survive!"

Murderous intent surged in Qin Feiyang’s eyes, and crimson Sword Qi emerged.

CLANG!

Ten Sword Shadows appeared in the air.

—Return to Origin Sword Art!

Every Sword Shadow had the power of a Perfect Battle Art!

"Let’s see how many you can block!"

With a wave of Qin Feiyang’s hand, a Sword Shadow, carrying an overwhelming aura, angrily slashed towards the four of them!

"Don’t get too cocky!"

Fenghuo shoved the other three aside, stepped forward, and his body radiated a brilliant golden light.

"Golden Body Art!"

With a low growl, his skin, eyes, and hair all turned golden, as if covered in a layer of gold foil.

Next, he swung his fist, directly attacking the Sword Shadow.

CLINK!

The Sword Shadow collided with his fist, exploding with a thunderous metallic sound.

At this moment, Fenghuo’s physical body seemed as if it was cast from divine iron, which surprised Qin Feiyang.

The first Sword Shadow disintegrated.

Only a bit of Fenghuo’s skin was broken on his fist, showing how astonishing his defense was.

Of course, this was thanks to Fenghuo’s cultivation.

Although the Golden Body Art was just a high-quality Battle Art, his status as a Two-Star War Ancestor compensated for its deficiencies.

Even though the Return to Origin Sword Art was a Perfect Battle Art, Qin Feiyang was only a One-Star War Ancestor. Their current combat strengths were roughly comparable.

However, in Qin Feiyang’s view, Fenghuo’s strength did not pose any threat to him.

Because the number of Sword Shadows from the Return to Origin Sword Art would increase with his level of cultivation.

In the War King Realm, ten Sword Shadows could be summoned!

In the War Emperor Realm, twenty Sword Shadows.

Now that he had broken through to the War Ancestor Realm, he could summon up to thirty Sword Shadows.

These thirty Sword Shadows were equivalent to thirty powerful killing moves. Could Fenghuo withstand them all?

The second Sword Shadow fell.

Relying on his powerful physical defense, Fenghuo shattered yet another Sword Shadow, but the wound on his fist grew larger.

By the fourth Sword Shadow, his wound was gaping, bone visible, with blood gushing forth.

Moreover, his entire arm was a ghastly sight, blood and flesh exposed.

"Your life ends now!"

Qin Feiyang shouted coldly, and the remaining five Sword Shadows all descended at once.

Fear surged in Fenghuo’s heart.

He dared not attempt to forcefully block them this time.

Because these five Sword Shadows were enough to breach his Golden Body’s defenses, turning him into a pile of crushed bones!

BOOM!

At that moment, Feng Wuxie took action.

He stepped next to Fenghuo, shouting at him, "Attack!"

"Fenghuo United City!"

"Storm Slash!"

The two Two-Star War Ancestors joined forces, holding nothing back.

In the skies above, the sea of fire churned, waves rolling, with two huge, towering cities emanating vast power.

Below, a giant golden sword hovered in mid-air, over a hundred feet long, releasing a myriad of Sword Qi, sharp and intimidating!

"Qin Feiyang, we’ll show you now, you don’t have the right to be arrogant before us from the Void State!"

"Kill!"

With a fierce yell from both men.

The two cities and the giant golden sword instantly charged towards the five Sword Shadows.

BOOM!

CRACK!

It was as if two comets had crashed into each other, erupting with immeasurable light.

A wave of destructive aura cascaded down like a mountain torrent. The nearby mountains continuously collapsed, and vegetation turned to ash.

Within a blink of an eye, several thousand meters of land became a desolate death zone, devoid of any vegetation.

AHHH!!

Meanwhile, two screams sounded simultaneously.

Fenghuo and Feng Wuxie were sent flying like meteors, blood scattering from their bodies and staining the sky red!

Qin Feiyang was also retreating continuously; his face was pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But compared to Fenghuo and Feng Wuxie, his injuries were nothing.

THUD!

He stomped on the ground to steady himself, ignored Fenghuo and Feng Wuxie, and turned his gaze directly to the Xue sisters.

The sisters were also filled with anger.

"You’re both Three-Star War Ancestors. Don’t disappoint me."

Qin Feiyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His body trembled, and a burst of crimson Sword Qi erupted from him, rushing towards the sky.

CLANG!!!

In an instant, twenty Sword Shadows coalesced, each one radiating a terrifying sharpness.

In that moment, this world seemed to be filled with countless invisible blades, causing the sisters’ skin to ache.

The sisters felt a chill in their hearts.

Even though their cultivation was two minor realms higher than Qin Feiyang’s, the techniques he was currently displaying were too shocking, causing them to feel alarmed involuntarily.

However, Qin Feiyang’s contemptuous gaze and disdainful tone made them incredibly angry.

"Qin Feiyang, don’t underestimate us women!"

"Ice Sword Art!"

The sisters’ gazes turned cold, and as they waved their jade-like hands, a chilly wind suddenly rose, and the temperature plummeted.

Even the sky began to shed snowflakes as large as goose feathers!

In the twinkling of an eye, this place became a glacial snowfield, the cold bone-chilling!

"Hmm?"

Qin Feiyang looked surprised and said, "You two possess the same Battle Art?"

"Yes."

"Although the Ice Sword Art is just a high-quality Battle Art, the effects we sisters produce when we combine our power are infinitely close to that of a Perfect Battle Art."

The sisters’ tone, like the temperature at this moment, bore a bone-chilling cold.

"There truly is no shortage of wonders in this world," Qin Feiyang murmured.

However, two Three-Star War Ancestors, armed with the Ice Sword Art that was infinitely close to a Perfect Battle Art, might indeed be tough nuts to crack.

CLANG!

He waved his hand, and twenty Sword Shadows howled out, their energy firmly locked onto the sisters.

"Ice Sword Art, Freeze!"

The two women exchanged a glance and simultaneously let out a cold shout. The snowflakes floating in the air around them surged toward the twenty Sword Shadows.

In less than three moments, the twenty Sword Shadows had transformed into twenty ice pillars, frozen in mid-air.

"Break!"

Having frozen the Sword Shadows, the women spat out another cold command.

CRACK!

Their words became law!

The twenty ice pillars shattered spectacularly, turning into countless large and small shards of ice that fell from the sky.

Qin Feiyang was taken aback.

Had they already neutralized his Return to Origin Sword Art?

It appeared that the two women were even harder to deal with than he had imagined.

Xuening said, "If we sisters weren’t together, we might not have been a match for you, but now that we have joined forces, you have no chance of winning!"

"Is that so?"

"I wonder if you can freeze what is invisible?"

Qin Feiyang lifted his arm and pointed at the void. Suddenly, an Invisible force surged out.

The sisters’ pupils contracted.

In a daze, they seemed to see an invisible beast in the void, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at them.

"Ice Sword Art, Condense!"

The women, not daring to be careless, waved their hands.

Instantly, the漫天 (mantian - filling the sky; needs translation) snowflakes in the sky congealed, forming a thick ice wall in the void before them!

BOOM!

With a loud noise, the Invisible force struck the ice wall. However, the ice wall merely developed a few cracks.

Seeing this, the sisters sighed in relief, a hint of disdain creeping into their eyes.

"With our current strength, we are on par with a Six-Star War Ancestor."

"And you, despite possessing a Perfect Battle Art, are merely a One-Star War Ancestor. The combat strength you can exhibit is, at best, equivalent to a Five-Star War Ancestor. Tell us, what chance do you think you have of winning?"

"We were somewhat worried at first, but we didn’t expect you to be this weak."

"If you don’t want to die without leaving a whole corpse, then commit suicide immediately as an apology!" the two women shouted.

"Commit suicide as an apology?"

"It seems like you’ve all gotten a bit too full of yourselves!"

Qin Feiyang laughed.

The hearts of the two women skipped a beat. He can still laugh at a time like this? Could it be that he still has some tricks up his sleeve?