Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 959 959: Golden Radiance

Master Xue saw this scene and screamed hysterically, the veins on his hand holding the knife blade burst. More importantly, there was a trace of blood left on the handle, merging into the blade emitting a golden glow.

"Today, I will tear you to pieces!"

Elder Xue roared like a beast, raising the blade and striking down with the pressure of Mount Taishan, cutting at Ye Feng with a single blow.

The overlapping edges, initially overlapping under the knife, the golden glow, stood silently in front of the Death Wind, finally blooming once more with its previous brilliance, even surpassing it!

The golden light that erupted inside was like the midday sun, making it difficult to look down the mountain!

"Insect carving technique."

In the gale, Ye Feng sneered, a black glow appeared on his palm. Then he raised his hand, swinging a sword from bottom to top.

This deep black line seemed to be able to engulf everything in the world. First, there was an intense blue wind outside. As the wind disappeared, a golden canopy also appeared.

*Buzz!*

The Black Sword in his hand let out a heavy buzz. The next moment, the black line suddenly twisted, like a massive opening, forming a black hole, engulfing the golden glow.

The world returned to silence as if nothing had happened.

The only difference was that now the sky was cloudless, with only a timeless blue!

So, is it over?

The elders looked at each other with incredulous eyes.

They couldn't believe Elder Xue would meet such an unknown end.

*Ah!*

A sorrowful cry pierced the sky, and when a group of elders looked up, they all felt a dense and cool sensation falling on their faces.

Extending their hand to gaze.

It was red.

With a slight scent, their faces changed dramatically!

"Blood!"

Looking back at the sky, one day they saw Ye Feng's image appear behind Elder Xue. The Black Sword in his hand swung towards Elder Xue's only remaining arm, cutting it off.

Look.

Simultaneously, another bloodstained arm couldn't help but fall from the sky.

"Elder Xue!"

The crowd below shouted loudly, their expressions ugly.

*Thud.*

The arm fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. It was like a massive stone crashing heavily onto everyone's hearts, making it hard to breathe. They could only take another look at the black dagger in the sky, carrying a gush of maniacal blood, as another arm fell.

"Damn."

One foot suspended in the air, kicking toward the heartbroken Elder Xue. Ye Feng's voice was high and indifferent: "How dare you be so arrogant?"

If such cruel words were spoken before us, we would inevitably feel a bit arrogant and conceited. But now, after such a violent attack, the unharmed Ye Fengsheng, holding aloft the three-foot Black Sword, stood calmly, with a posture overlooking all beings, uttering these words, which gave the elders of the Jiuzhen Palace a chilling illusion!

If only when this was a difficult opponent, not killing, at this point, everyone was clear, this young man named Ye Fengsheng was not someone they wanted to kill. The question before them was how many needed to be harmed to kill Ye Fengsheng!

"Ye Fengsheng! Don't evade it!"

The Law Enforcement Elder shouted, looking up at Ye Feng's voice: "I'll capture Zhou Yuansong for you right now!" Don't massacre the innocent, harm our disciples!"

Unexpectedly, his figure trembled, a sharp sword already crossing the horizon, before everyone could react, trembled Zhou Yuansong had already been pierced by the sword light in the corner, unaware.

"Ye Fengsheng! What are you doing!"

The elder in the black Centipede Shirt shouted angrily: "I promised you this person. Why are you being so foolish?"

Meanwhile, Nasir trembled when Zhou Yuansong heard the word "Ye Fengsheng". Sweat appeared on his forehead. He attempted to raise his leg to flee, but suddenly felt his waist and abdomen chill, followed by a celestial whirl, and finally his own feet!

When the sword light passed through his torso, his waist was already cut off! Just because the blade was too sharp, and the blade too quick, the blood vessels within the wound still adhered. If he did so, he would immediately be split into two parts, his viscera falling to the ground, the disciples of Jiuzhen Palace were all shocked.

What a bloody scene!

Even the disciples of Jiuzhen Palace, who had been exposed to things unknown to ordinary people, now suddenly saw a fellow disciple die tragically, viscera beautifully collapsing, and could even see the human organs beautifully writhing. How could they accept this?

Many immediately turned pale, covering their mouths, turning their heads, afraid that a further glance would make them vomit on the spot! I mean.

However, the intense scent of blood entered their noses without reserve, causing their stomachs to convulse.

"Ye Fengsheng, how dare you do this!"

Anger overwhelmed everything, the elders clenched their fists.

In their view, they had already compromised, willing to hand Zhou Yuansong over to Ye Fengsheng, which damaged Jiuzhen Palace's hundreds of years' prestige, an indelible shame.

It was after he and others made such a concession, that Ye Fengsheng dared to begin! Arbitrarily killing too many disciples was too much.

"This son is too fierce, he cannot be left alive!"

An elder whispered, as if soliciting your opinion.

"Not for him?" Then what if you don't keep him? Do you not think yourself stronger than Elder Xue?"

Someone sneezed, fierce light flashing in their eyes: "In my opinion, we must directly take down the thief together!"

"Together? We are all renowned seniors. Now we must deal with new generations together?

"Is he the younger generation? Then why don't you go play with him and see who wins and who loses?

"You!"

Everyone spoke again and again, but they were always uncertain.

"This son destroyed my Jiuzhen Palace's 300-year foundation. Regardless of what power is behind him, he cannot leave alive today!"

The elder in the Centipede Shirt turned back toward the direction of the former Nine Heavens Garden Hall, speaking bitterly: "No more worries, go out and kill this son!"

"Just like that!"

A seemingly authoritative elder nodded one after another, raising their heads with eyes fixated on the voice of Ye Fengsheng above.

"Go do it!"

I don't know who sighed deeply, the elders of the Nine-Heavens Palace poured out the spiritual spirit they had long condensed. Various colored spiritual energies rose from the ground like fireworks, bombarding Ye Feng's voice above.

"Unable to fend for oneself."

Ye Fengsheng sneered, backhand slashing the sword. The black body of the sword spun a simple flower in mid-air. Subsequently, innumerable swords unfolded beneath the auspices of the auspicious Divine Spirit, glittering like sunlight on the water.

Innumerable fierce swords rained down from the sky, precisely and elegantly puncturing those spiritual attacks, and in an instant, countless splendid colors bloomed in the blue sky.

"How can this be!"

The elder below saw Ye Fengsheng effortlessly breaking their techniques, their faces filled with fear. They couldn't think any more, awkwardly fleeing in all directions, to avoid the swords rained down from the sky.

I'm joking, but these swords could withstand their skills! Even if you are a monk, firmly facing such a sword, even many swords, how could you end well in any sense!