Chapter 114: One Sided Slaughter, Is that all you have? ( BONUS COLLECTION - )

Chapter 114: One Sided Slaughter, Is that all you have? ( BONUS COLLECTION Chapter )

"Kill him! Tear him into pieces!"

Overseer Zhao roared, wiping the black blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with endless killing intent. As a half step Core Formation expert, being humiliated and injured by a mere outer sect disciple in his own hideout was an unbearable shame.

Hearing his order, the remaining dozens of Passion Sect disciples, along with Mo Feng and Liu Ruyan, immediately circulated their spiritual energy to attack him.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Dozens of blood red Qi blades, poisonous mist and sinister spiritual techniques erupted at the same time, covering every inch of the cave and locking onto Yu Liang’s figure. The sheer pressure of the combined attacks made the air itself seem to freeze.

Facing this terrifying onslaught, Yu Liang’s expression remained as calm as still water.

He didn’t even draw his weapon. He just took a single step forward.

’Misty Steps’

In an instant, Yu Liang’s physical body seemed to dissolve into a wisp of faint white mist. The devastating attacks passed right through the mist, hitting the stone wall behind him and causing massive explosions but they didn’t even touch the hem of his robes.

Before the dust could settle, a starry light suddenly flashed in the cavern.

’Heavenly Star Shifting Flash’

Yu Liang figure vanishsed. To the Passion Sect disciples, it was as if he was not there at all. One second, Yu Liang was standing in the center of the attack, the next second, he was already standing among them.

He was like a ghost drifting through the mist, his figure flickering between reality and illusion. It was just like he was at one place, then instantly at another. The enemies’ spiritual senses couldn’t lock onto him and their naked eyes couldn’t even capture his true body. All they could see were dozens of afterimages left behind in the air.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

The sound of flesh being pierced echoed continuously.

"Where is hee?!!"

"Ahhh! My throat!"

"Save... me..."

A tragic scream rang out as a fine line of blood appeared on the neck of the disciple and his head suddenly flew into the air.

Another disciple clutched his chest, his heart already pierced, his eyes wide with disbelief before he collapsed.

It was a completely one sided slaughter.

The Passion Sect disciples panicked. They swung their weapons and cast their techniques wildly, but they were just hitting at empty air. Yu Liang’s sword light was like a silver thread weaving through the crowd, and every time the light flashed, a life was taken.

"Damn it! He’s too fast! We can’t catch him!" Mo Feng gritted his teeth.

"Combine our attacks! Don’t let him divide us!" Overseer Zhao shouted. He, Mo Feng, and Liu Ruyan bit their tongues to stimulate their potential, ignoring their internal injuries.

"Blood River Annihilation!"

"Nine Seductive Soul Strike!"

Overseer Zhao summoned a massive river of bloody Qi, while Mo Feng and Liu Ruyan unleashed a thick, intoxicating pink mist.

The blood river and the pink mist intertwined, forming a massive vortex that swept toward Yu Liang, sealing off all his escape routes.

Seeing the massive combined attack approaching, Yu Liang finally stopped his movement. He stood in the center of the cave, his robes fluttering in the fierce wind.

He slowly raised both hands, gripping the sword tightly between them.

’Flowing Water Technique: Waterfall’

A deafening sound of rushing water echoed in the underground cave. Behind Yu Liang, a massive phantom of a waterfall materialized out of thin air. The water Qi was heavy, pure, and seamingly endless, carrying a terrifying, crushing momentum.

Because he had already mastered the technique to perfection and practiced it regularly, its power had only grown more dangerous.

The waterfall crashed down with an overwhelming force.

BOOM

The moment the waterfall collided with the blood river and pink mist, the Passion Sect’s combined attack was instantly washed away. The pure, heavy water Qi shattered the blood Qi into nothingness and dispersed the toxic mist. The backlash force was so immense that Overseer Zhao, Mo Feng and Liu Ruyan were sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the ground and spitting out even more blood.

The cave fell into a brief silence. The remaining disciples trembled in fear and their fighting spirit completely shattered.

However, Mo Feng, who was struggling to stand up, suddenly saw Yu Liang standing still in his place after using the Waterfall technique.

’He used such a massive move. His spiritual energy must be depleted and his body must be in a brief moment of stiffness.’ Mo Feng’s eyes flashed with a vicious light.

This was his only chance.

The reason Yu Liang didn’t move was simple. One of the combined attack came from a Peak Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. Even though the man was already injured because of backlash, that guy still possessed exceptional power.

"DIEE, YOU BASTARRD!"

Mo Feng roared, taking out his most prized possession, a Tier 2 Flying Sword. He poured every last drop of his spiritual energy into the blade. The sword emitted a sharp, piercing sword light as he lunged forward, slashing fiercely toward Yu Liang’s neck.

"Hahaha! You’re done for!" Mo Feng laughed maniacally. In his mind, a cultivator who just used such a heavy offensive technique would definitely have a gap in their physical defense. This strike was guaranteed to take Yu Liang’s head.

Clang!

A crisp, metallic sound echoed through the cavern.

Mo Feng’s maniacal laughter instantly froze on his face. His pupils shrank and his expression turned into of a absolute shock.

The Tier 2 Flying Sword, which was supposed to cut through steel like butter, had stopped exactly at Yu Liang’s neck.

But it didn’t cut him.

Instead, right at the point of contact with Yu Liang’s seemingly bare skin, the sturdy blade of the Tier 2 sword had visibly, absurdly bent into a crooked shape.

Yu Liang didn’t even flinch from that attack. He just slowly turned his head, looking at the bent sword and then at Mo Feng’s terrified face.

"Is that all you have?" Yu Liang asked with a mocking smile.