Chapter 1358 - 1355: A Life-and-Death Battle!

Above the sky, the black cloud churned as dozens of black serpents, like arrows shot from a bowstring, rushed towards Luo Feng, tearing through the air, unleashing a thunderous roar.

Luo Feng showed no expression, his body emanating sharp energy as he swung his saber with a slash.

"Autumn Rain Soul Disconnecting!"

Swoosh!

The piercing scream of the air tearing apart echoed across the heavens, and faint ripples appeared in the air. Countless minute saber energies merged with demon qi to form a massive blood-colored saber glow, which flew out.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

The blood-colored saber glow continuously sliced into the black serpents, causing massive explosions like tolling bells, shaking layers of giant waves on the lake below, and threatening to collapse the entire space at any moment.

One after another, the black serpents were crushed to pieces and then reborn from the black cloud, while the saber qi continued to diminish, growing smaller and smaller until, ten meters from the Corpse Ghost Taoist, it finally collapsed and vanished.

"Kekeke, Luo Feng, your progress indeed surprises me. But there remains an insurmountable gap between us. You can’t surpass me in True Yuan, so how will you break my Endless Netherwind! Once your True Yuan wanes, it will be your doom!"

Blocking Luo Feng’s saber, the Corpse Ghost Taoist became calm at heart and laughed triumphantly.

Boom boom boom...

As he spoke, the Corpse Ghost Taoist spread his hands, and the black cloud in the sky suddenly expanded. Numerous thick black serpents surged like giant waves, slamming towards Luo Feng fiercely.

"Autumn Rain Soul Disconnecting!"

Luo Feng remained unfazed, unleashing grand momentum, cutting down with another slash to collide with the black tidal wave.

Chii—chii—chii—chii...

The black tidal wave split into two, with all nearby black serpents crushed, slicing towards the Corpse Ghost Taoist.

"It’s useless!"

True Yuan operated to the extreme, intensifying the black aura on the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s body as he pressed his palm down.

Buzz!

Dozens more massive serpents emerged from the black cloud, entwining toward the saber glow.

"At this rate, Luo Feng is in danger."

Qiu Yue gazed at the fierce battle in the sky, his brow slightly furrowed.

Although Luo Feng’s fighting strength is strong, his cultivation is not as high as the Corpse Ghost Taoist, and his True Yuan is surely inferior. If the standoff continues, he will inevitably lose once his True Yuan is spent.

Upon hearing this, Chi Wei’s face paled slightly, silently praying for Luo Feng in her heart.

Now only Luo Feng can confront the Corpse Ghost Taoist directly. If Luo Feng is defeated, they too will be doomed.

Looking at the scores of serpents sweeping forth, Luo Feng coldly smiled, stepping out with streaks of bright lightning on the saber edge, growing ever stronger in momentum.

"Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Saber!"

With a loud shout, Luo Feng hacked down with one saber stroke, followed immediately by a second...

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

In an instant, Luo Feng unleashed four consecutive slashes!

Four saber glows infused with thunderbolts appeared almost simultaneously, merging into a single massive saber glow, illuminating the whole sky in a blinding light, like true thunder descending upon the world.

Crash!

The gigantic saber glow instantly shattered all the dozens of serpents, with its residual power charging toward the Corpse Ghost Taoist.

"What!"

The Corpse Ghost Taoist exclaimed in horror, urgently forming a palm imprint to counter.

Bang!

The palm gang only held the saber glow for a moment before being sliced apart, and the Corpse Ghost Taoist, struck as if by lightning, was sent flying, crashing into a distant mountain, causing it to shudder.

"How is it possible to consecutively unleash four powerful techniques in an instant!"

Qiu Yue was dumbstruck.

After martial artists perform powerful techniques, their True Yuan experiences a brief pause, thus making it unlikely for even the strongest of them to unleash such techniques repeatedly.

But at this moment, Luo Feng turned the impossible into possible.

If it were the past, Luo Feng indeed couldn’t perform Summer Thunder Falling from the Sky Saber four times in a row. But after cultivating Dragon Yuan’s strength, he discovered the stall in True Yuan after performing martial arts was almost negligible, thus allowing him to achieve this.

Nonetheless, it comes at a price.

Now he feels as though needles are piercing his muscles, a burning pain, a side effect of the excessive consumption of True Yuan in a short time. Normally, he would never use such dangerous techniques, but the situation forced his hand.

Swoosh!

In a flash, Luo Feng chased toward where the Corpse Ghost Taoist had fallen.

Crash!

Before he got close, the entire mountain unexpectedly collapsed, and amidst the dust, a golden light emerged, revealing the Corpse Ghost Taoist.

At this moment, the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s black robe was shattered, revealing golden skeletal bones, with a massive slash mark on the chest, seeping golden blood.

"Such tenacious vitality."

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes; if it were an ordinary martial artist, sustaining such a blow, they’d be rendered incapable of further action even if not killed.

Regrettably, the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s true form is a Blood Corpse, which cannot be judged by ordinary martial standards.

"Kid, today I will pay any price to erase you completely!"

Facing Luo Feng, the blood-red flames in the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s eye sockets flickered with boundless hatred. His right hand flashed with blood light, revealing a heart radiating five-colored mysterious light. Without hesitation, he slapped the heart into his chest.

Buzz!

In an instant, the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s body erupted with multi-colored lights; the fractured chest bones began to regenerate and reconnect visibly.

Witnessing this, Luo Feng, no matter how simple-minded, knew the Corpse Ghost Taoist was using some treasure to restore his injuries.

"Don’t count on it!"

With a cold cry, Luo Feng tapped the air with his foot, his figure transforming into a phantom, darting forth.

"Slash!"

The saber glow flashed in the void, striking the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s left arm instantly.

With a clang, the saber glow cut into the left arm, sending sparks flying, penetrating three inches into the bone, where a burst of five-colored mysterious light abruptly countered the saber’s attack.

"Hmm? Increased defensive power?"

Luo Feng slightly frowned, pushing his movement technique to the limit, vanishing from his original spot to appear by the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s side, cutting down once more.

The Corpse Ghost Taoist was prepared, slashing a claw toward Luo Feng.

With a clang, a scream escaped from the Corpse Ghost Taoist as his left arm was severed in two.

Even though the Five-Colored Glazed Toad heart greatly increased his defensive power to withstand saber qi strikes, Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber had been reforged via Xuelian, becoming a top-tier spirit weapon of the sixth grade, immensely sharp and unyielding.

"Die."

With one stroke severing the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s left arm, Luo Feng turned his body, slashing down again aiming to decapitate the Corpse Ghost Taoist.

"I’ll fight to the death with you!"

No intentions of retreating, the Corpse Ghost Taoist, eyes blood-red, roared wildly, launching torrents of True Yuan. His right hand morphed into a vast black claw shadow, grasping fiercely, covering hundreds of meters.

"Seeking mutual destruction!"

Luo Feng’s eyes flashed, revealing determination, stamping his foot fiercely, his body shooting like an arrow, advancing instead of retreating.

Clang!

The sound of metal breaking resounded, with the Corpse Ghost Taoist’s head soaring into the air, the black claw shadow sweeping past Luo Feng’s body, whistling downward...