Chapter 2151 - 2152: What Kind of Fire Is This?

This Flying Heavenly Zombie King is extremely formidable, Yang Fei's Geng Metal Sword cannot pierce it.

Master Huang's Vajra Fist could only knock the monster into a somersault, and then it swiftly lunged forward again like lightning.

The shamaness, protected by two Flying Zombies, had a ferocious expression, and her hand held a soul-summoning bell that jingled incessantly.

Yang Fei knew that unless the shamaness was killed, these two Flying Zombies would remain a difficult problem.

He let out a long howl, dodged the Flying Zombie's attack, and his Geng Metal Sword transformed into a golden sword beam that shot toward the shamaness.

The shamaness chuckled coldly.

"A mere glimmer dares to shine, during the era when my Yanfu Sect dominated the world, you were still playing house, weren't you?"

Before her, a small shield suddenly appeared, engraved with a terrifying image of a grimacing ghost.

The ghost-faced shield expanded with the wind, instantly protecting the shamaness.

Swoosh!

With a soft whoosh, the Geng Metal Sword struck the shield.

A blue radiance surged up from the ghost-faced shield, defending the shield itself, contending with the Geng Metal Sword.

The collision between the Geng Metal Sword and the shield sparked a shower of sparks, clashing thousands of times in a moment, the sound akin to a ringing bell.

The shamaness chuckled coldly.

"This is a heritage magic artifact left by the Yanfu Sect Master, a mere Foundation Establishment Stage disciple like you breaking it would be the real surprise."

Seeing her confidence, Yang Fei chuckled and suddenly activated the Scale Shock Heart Method.

The shamaness, still smug, suddenly felt a wrenching pain in her heart, as if stabbed by a steel knife, twisting and tearing.

Even before Yang Fei reached Foundation Establishment, this Scale Shock Heart Method was ingeniously insidious, often achieving miraculous effects with surprise attacks.

After reaching Foundation Establishment, the power of Nine Extremes massively increased, suddenly unleashing Scale Quake, leaving the shamaness helpless!

Taking this opportunity, Yang Fei wielded the Geng Metal Sword like a broadsword, swinging it round in the air, slashing at the ghost-faced shield.

Clang!

The ghost-faced shield, losing the shamaness's Spiritual Power support, was immediately slashed down by the force of the Geng Metal Sword.

A long sword mark appeared on the shield, its Spiritual Energy dimming.

Seizing the moment, Yang Fei's Geng Metal Sword broke through the air, slicing toward the shamaness.

Almost simultaneously, a Flying Zombie pounced on Yang Fei with lightning speed, clawing at him.

Yang Fei shouted loudly, swinging his fist, colliding directly with the Flying Zombie.

He only felt a tremendous shock throughout his body, as if hit by a locomotive, his bones seemed dislocated, his fist burning painfully.

Yang Fei was shocked.

This Flying Zombie, having absorbed Yin Qi for centuries in the Place of Extreme Yin, had a body comparable to the strength of a tenth-level magical weapon.

Not far away, the shamaness quickly summoned another magical artifact.

This time, it was a black, lacquered scythe, blocking Yang Fei's Geng Metal Sword.

Yang Fei couldn't help furrowing his brows.

Back when Yanfu Sect could dominate the world, its disciples were indeed extraordinary.

Even a country-dwelling old woman was this formidable.

Not far away, Master Huang relied on the Divine Might of Vajra Fist, punching the Flying Zombie repeatedly.

Each punch collided with the Flying Zombie's body, sputtering large bursts of sparks.

However, the Flying Zombie's bones were like iron, impenetrable by any weapon.

This purely physical attack was unable to completely destroy it.

The shamaness chuckled mockingly, looking at Yang Fei.

"Kid, you've done well, but if you want to contend with my Yanfu Sect disciples, you're not there yet."

As she spoke, the black scythe suddenly emitted a blinding light, actually slicing Yang Fei's Geng Metal Sword in two.

At this moment, the Flying Zombie and the black scythe both lunged toward Yang Fei together.

Yang Fei snorted: "You reckless fool, let me show you my Divine Skills."

Saying this, he clasped his hands together and slowly opened them.

A small flame appeared in his palm.

This flame, no larger than a bowl, was bright yellow, yet it exuded a vibrant, spring-like aura of rebirth.

Phoenix Mysterious Fire!

The shamaness, upon seeing this fire, looked as if she had seen a ghost.

Her face twisted with terror, making her look even more like a malicious ghost.

"What... what is this fire?"

In the shamaness's despairing cries, the Phoenix Mysterious Fire in Yang Fei's hand ascended gently upward.

The Phoenix Mysterious Fire rose into the air, suddenly exploded, turning into countless strands of flame falling from the sky.

From afar, the fire looked like a sky full of fireworks, splendidly beautiful.

Master Huang, though possessing the Vajra Fist, was becoming increasingly exhausted after entangling with the Flying Zombie for so long.

Especially since the Flying Zombie's iron skin and brass bones transmitted a powerful counter-force with each heavy punch, making his whole body feel dislocated.

Master Huang was secretly terrified: "Am I truly going to die here?"

He could already feel the strength in his left hand's Vajra Fist waning.

At this moment, a strand of Phoenix Mysterious Fire drifting from above sank into the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Flying Zombie.

Boom!

Like a spark dropping into gasoline, a thunderous explosion was heard, and the Flying Zombie was instantly engulfed in a raging fire.

Simultaneously, the other Flying Zombie also caught fire.

Within the range of hundreds of yards, flames created by the Phoenix Mysterious Fire turned into a meteor shower, and no matter how it ran or dodged, it couldn't escape.

Master Huang gazed at Yang Fei amidst the fire-meteors, filled with awe and fear.

These century-old Flying Zombies feared no sunlight, weren't burned by fire, nor drowned by water, yet under this miraculous flame, were effortlessly incinerated.

The longer Master Huang spent time with Yang Fei, the more he realized Yang Fei's unfathomableness.

The two Flying Zombies howled wildly in the flames, struggling in agony.

The shamaness was so terrified that her heart was about to leap out of her chest.

Seeing Yang Fei seemingly indifferent to her, she quietly retreated step by step toward the dense bushes.

Suddenly, Yang Fei's cold voice rang out.

"If you dare take another step back, I'll cut off your legs."

The shamaness shivered all over, standing rooted to the spot, not daring to move.

At this moment, all her magical artifacts had been broken, and her greatest reliance, the two Flying Zombies, had been reduced to ashes in the flames, leaving her with no chance against Yang Fei.

Just then, from afar, Yang Fei extended a finger, pinching a strand of flame from the air, flicking it toward the shamaness.

Swoosh!

A whooshing sound filled the air, the flame shot towards the shamaness like a hidden weapon.

The shamaness attempted to dodge, but it was too late.

She only felt a scorching sensation on her forehead, then everything returned to normal.

This left the shamaness in utter shock, looking at Yang Fei in fear.

"What did you do to me?"

Yang Fei laughed coldly, a smile the shamaness found terrifying.

"Nothing much, just laid a Prohibition on you."

"If you don't behave, at my mere thought, flames will ignite within you, reducing you to ashes."

The shamaness was so shocked she knelt down on the spot.

"Please, True Man, spare my life, I won't dare again."