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"How is this possible?"
Dafeng's face showed shock as he looked at the Fury Blade in his hand, which had already suffered several cracks from the Haotian Sword, its originally perfect curve now completely gone.
In an instant, Dafeng's expression became even more ferocious, with the Azure Cyclone swirling around him, roaring in anger: "Ye Yang, you little beast, dare to destroy my Divine Weapon, prepare to pay with your life!"
The Fury Blade buzzed ominously as Dafeng swung it down fiercely!
Caught off guard, Ye Yang hurriedly blocked with the Haotian Sword. With a clang, finally, the Ruthless Blade could no longer withstand the force of the Haotian Sword and shattered in half. The fierce winds and flames clashed violently, marking the beginning of an incredibly brutal battle between two Divine-level Experts.
Half of the Ruthless Blade bypassed the Haotian Sword, and Dafeng roared as he used the blade to slash open Ye Yang's chest armor!
"Crack!"
With a light sound, the Armor shattered, and bright red blood with a golden hue flowed out like searing Magma. After ascending to godhood, Ye Yang's blood had changed color; the power of the God of Fire was continuously refining his body, evolving it from human to divine.
"Ugh..."
Ye Yang groaned in pain as half of the Ruthless Blade carved a wound about two centimeters deep into his chest. However, it was not fatal. The most critical issue was that Dafeng's furious wind True Qi surged into his body like countless tiny poisonous insects devouring him. In just a moment, Ye Yang was already gravely injured.
Suddenly lifting his foot, Ye Yang kicked out with all his might. With a loud bang, his battle boot struck against Dafeng's chest armor but did not even touch Dafeng's body before being repelled by the Cosmic Armor. The Mid-Level Deity's Cosmic Armor was incomparably stronger than that of an Initial Deity. Throughout this time, Ye Yang had yet to break through his opponent's defenses.
A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Dafeng's mouth as he coldly said, "Doesn't feel good, does it? That feeling of humiliation is certainly not something you want to experience, right?"
As he spoke, he clenched his iron fist tightly, a deep blue cold wind swirling around it, and delivered a heavy punch to Ye Yang's calf!
"Crack!"
The sharp sound echoed in the air; with just one strike, Ye Yang's leg bone was broken. Moreover, he could not use Divine Power to heal it. During the attack, Dafeng infused his blow with Divine Crystal Power, causing severe damage to Ye Yang. For a while, he would be unable to recover from his injuries.
With a light sound of impact, Dafeng lowered his body and placed one palm on Ye Yang's injured chest. His smile grew increasingly cruel: "Kid, you are a very outstanding warrior. It's just a pity that you chose the wrong enemy. It is utterly foolish for you to become my enemy; this has sealed your fate."
Countless Azure Cyclones converged into an Azure Sky Blade, and under the force of the strong wind, the blue Blade suddenly pierced through Ye Yang's body!
"Boom!"
With a tremendous recoil, Ye Yang fell to the ground like lightning, directly smashing the Fire God Clan's Fire God Altar into ruins. In the center of a deep pit, Ye Yang lay there dejectedly, his gaze beginning to blur. Trembling, he stood up with the Haotian Sword as support and shouted angrily, "Beast, I will never let you succeed!"
The strong wind laughed heartily, its gaze fixed on the Haotian Sword. "Kid, after you die, I will take good care of those two beauties for you. At the same time, this Divine Weapon in your hand will become mine!"
"You’re dreaming..." Ye Yang said word by word, but his voice trembled, lacking any momentum. At that moment, anyone could feel that Ye Yang was on the brink of death, barely holding on.
...
The strong wind howled as it stood in mid-air with one hand outstretched. The wind surged violently, and suddenly dozens of black wind spikes rained down. The power of the Purple Divine Crystal enveloped the area; this was a divine attack. To ordinary people, it appeared as Divine Punishment, and Ye Yang was the one enduring it.
"Boom boom boom!"
Dust billowed as in an instant, more than half of the Fire God Clan's front yard was destroyed. Countless servants perished in the ruins, yet the strong wind showed no signs of stopping. With both hands waving, energy howled as Divine Crystal Power flickered continuously, indiscriminately bombarding and leaving half of the Fire God Clan in tatters!
...
Finally, after about five minutes had passed, the strong wind paused for a moment, breathing becoming somewhat rapid. Even as a Mid-Level Deity, continuous exertion would eventually lead to fatigue.
As the smoke gradually dispersed amidst the chaos resembling a meteorite crater, in the largest deep pit, Ye Yang knelt dejectedly on one knee with the Haotian Sword propped up in his hand. His battle robe was riddled with countless holes and burned away partially; he looked utterly disheveled, bowing his head silently.
"Zi Yu..." Peng Yue'er trembled all over.
Yan Yao knelt on the ground with tears streaming down her face. "Brother, don’t..."
Zhang Tianhe clenched his fists tightly, tears swirling in his eyes. "How could this... how could this happen... Zi Yu's aura has completely vanished..."
Upon hearing this, Ye Beichi felt as if struck by lightning; his mind went blank as he collapsed helplessly.
In the sky, Da Feng held a half blade in his hand, his eyes filled with pride as he laughed heartily, "Ye Yang, have you finally decided to die, Prince Qi? Hahaha, the world of Qi State is already mine. There will be no more Ye Yang, no more Fire God Clan. The hearts of the people in Qi State ultimately belong to me, Da Feng!"
Accompanied by his wild laughter, Da Feng shot down to the ground like lightning, landing heavily in front of Ye Yang. He stepped closer, suddenly bending down to grasp the hilt of the Haotian Sword, laughing as he said, "Divine Weapon, oh Divine Weapon, are you a Heavenly Divine Weapon or an ancient Divine Weapon? Now, your new master is me; serve me well!"
"Hiss..."
Small tongues of fire swirled around the Haotian Sword, preventing Da Feng from pulling it away; it remained firmly in Ye Yang's grasp.
"What’s this? You’re a dead object yet still possess spirit? You’re reluctant to part with your original master?" Da Feng stared at the Haotian Sword and suddenly burst into laughter. "Well then, your original master is already dead. If you’re unwilling to let go, I can leave you a piece of his body as a keepsake!"
He swung the Ruthless Blade and brought it down fiercely!
"Crack!"
Golden blood splattered as Ye Yang's right arm was severed directly at the elbow but remained attached to the Haotian Sword.
"Ah..."
Yan Yao and Peng Yue'er looked on in horror at such a tragic scene, already crying inconsolably.
Finally, Da Feng firmly grasped the Haotian Sword in his hand, along with half of Ye Yang's severed arm. He returned to the sky and laughed loudly, "Three Armies soldiers, take action! Annihilate the entire Fire God Clan; this place has no value for me anymore. Those two beauties, send them to my bed!"
"Yes!"
Eastern General Liu Fang stepped forward with Divine Crystal Power beneath his feet, a cruel smile on his lips. "Peng Yue'er, Princess Yan Yao, I’m sorry; I can only obey orders!"
At that moment, a voice that was almost icy rang out: "Haotian Sword, what are you waiting for?"
With a swish, the Haotian Sword in Dafu's hand suddenly transformed into a fiery red light and flew into the Severed Arm. In the next instant, the Severed Arm moved violently, delivering a heavy punch to Dafu's cheek. With five fingers spread wide, the flame-enshrouded iron palm covered Dafu's mouth, and with a roar of flames, the Haotian Sword surged forth again, its blade piercing straight into Dafu's throat.
With a crack, blood splattered as the Cosmic Armor on Dafu's body gradually shattered. His sword-like brows stood upright as he let out a loud shout, forcibly expelling the Haotian Sword. Looking at the half-severed arm and the figure of Ye Yang slowly rising in the distance, Dafu's eyes were filled with both shock and anger: "You fool! You actually... you actually integrated the Sharp Sword into your body. Are you trying to trick me?"
Ye Yang raised his head, his resolute face filled with determination: "I don't need the Haotian Sword to bait you. How else can I break your Cosmic Armor? If I can't break your Cosmic Armor, how can Sister Zeng Xuan kill you?"
"What? Zeng Xuan?!"
Dafu suddenly trembled, his face turning pale. Behind him, there was a series of cracking sounds as bones shattered, and a slender sword pierced through his chest.
Behind Dafu stood an incredibly beautiful woman in red holding the Sharp Sword, smiling lightly: "That's right. If it weren't for making Ye Yang sacrifice so much, killing you, a Mid-Level Deity, would be no easy task."
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