The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Seeing the massive palm print bearing down on him, Shen Yifeng couldn’t help but smirk.

There was disdain in the depths of his eyes.

However, he didn’t choose to meet it head-on, and moved towards another part of the space.

This space wasn’t small to begin with, he was deliberately changing the battlefield.

It could also be said that he was intentionally clearing a fighting space for Su Jingzhen and the others.

As Shen Yifeng moved, the massive palm print followed him, pursuing relentlessly .

After keeping a certain distance, Shen Yifeng stood still without taking out any weapons.

He also raised his right hand and struck out towards the palm print that was pressing down on him.

Although his aura was still only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, the large palm print he condensed at this time seemed to be more solid.

The moment the two palm prints collided, they both vanished into nothingness.

At this moment, Shen Yifeng’s smirk remained, with a hint of disdain still playing on his lips.

On the other hand, Hong Sen’s expression grew heavy.

His previous strike was merely a test.

But it revealed some things.

One-on-one, he was clearly not a match for Shen Yifeng. He hadn’t even begun to fathom the depths of his opponent’s power.

But he wasn’t in a hurry.

After all, he hadn’t intended to defeat Shen Yifeng in the first place.

As long as he could achieve his initial plan, it would be enough.

As he thought this, his Nascent Soul mid-stage aura surged to its peak.

With a flick of his hand, the surrounding void twisted instantly.

In an instant, a massive mountain-like seal materialized!

“Opening Mountain Seal!”

The massive seal, barely formed, was immediately pushed to its limit by Hong Sen.

It crashed directly towards Shen Yifeng.

He knew he wasn’t Shen Yifeng’s match, but he couldn’t simply adopt a defensive stance.

An aggressive approach, a way to defend by attacking, was his best option.

At the very least, it would prevent Shen Yifeng from launching an immediate offensive against him.

As for Hong Sen’s tactic, Shen Yifeng merely kept a playful smirk on his lips.

He didn’t even move, standing still as before. He treated the situation just like before, unleashing another palm strike.

This palm print, however, was even more solid than the previous one.

In the next instant, the two attacks collided in the void.

A deafening boom echoed, the surrounding void twisted, and violent energy erupted outwards.

The power was several times stronger than the previous strike.

Clearly, Hong Sen was no longer holding back.

His Opening Mountain Seal didn’t have the desired effect, but Hong Sen wasn’t flustered.

He manipulated his hand seals again, maintaining his aggressive stance.

Shen Yifeng, on the other hand, continued to smile, not launching an attack himself, still standing in place.

But every attack Hong Sen unleashed seemed to be effortlessly deflected by him.

As these two Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators clashed, Su Jingzhen and the others couldn’t help but glance over curiously.

But their brows furrowed almost immediately.

“What is Master doing? Passive defense isn’t his style, is it?”

Blood Hand Asura, the name itself carried such weight.

In Su Jingzhen’s eyes, he shouldn’t be content with such a passive approach.

As he thought this, his expression suddenly changed.

At that moment, the eight Golden Core cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect had also gathered, launching their attacks towards him and Luo Yuebai.

“Damn it! Can’t we just watch the Nascent Soul big shots fight for a while? Why does it have to be a life-or-death struggle?”

Su Jingzhen muttered to himself, but Black Brick was already in his hand.

He instinctively glanced at Luo Yuebai beside him.

The latter’s expression was grim: “I can only hold off two, killing them would be difficult.”

In a situation like this, words were unnecessary. Luo Yuebai had no intention of wasting time with Su Jingzhen.

As soon as she spoke, her folding fan materialized in her hand.

She chose two cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect on the edges, and charged towards them.

The two she chose were a Golden Core mid-stage and a Golden Core late-stage, both with formidable strength.

Their attacks converged on her.

“Moon Blade!”

Luo Yuebai let out a clear cry, and a brilliant white light seemed to flicker around her.

The energy of her Golden Core early stage condensed into a crescent moon, which slashed towards the Golden Core late-stage cultivator.

The folding fan then surged with a powerful wave, rapidly rotating and slicing towards the Golden Core mid-stage cultivator.

Another booming sound echoed.

The attacks of the two cultivators Luo Yuebai had targeted collided with her techniques.

A recoil force sent both cultivators staggering, while Luo Yuebai herself took seven or eight steps back.

Though she was a prodigy, she was still at a disadvantage against them in terms of cultivation level.

Being able to hold her own this far was already an exceptional feat.

After weathering the first wave of attacks, Luo Yuebai’s expression grew serious.

In the next instant, she launched a counter-attack, enveloping the two cultivators.

She temporarily separated the battlefield.

However, Su Jingzhen was left to face the onslaught of six Golden Core cultivators alone.

All six were strong, with four at the Golden Core late stage and two at the Golden Core mid stage.

As their attacks neared, Su Jingzhen’s blood energy surged explosively.

He instantly activated The Netherworld Ghost Technique and stepped sideways.

He had never intended to withstand their attacks head-on.

Speed was likely his greatest advantage against these Golden Core cultivators.

“Boom boom boom…”

Without the Bloodthirst boost, Su Jingzhen didn’t leave any afterimages as he moved.

But he narrowly dodged the six attacks.

The spot where he had stood was blasted into a large crater by the combined force of their strikes.

“Kill him first!”

As their first attack failed, the six men were slightly surprised.

Immediately, the leader, a cold-faced old man, looked at Su Jingzhen, and his killing intent burned fiercely.

He didn’t care that Luo Yuebai had taken away the two Golden Core cultivators. In his opinion, it was extremely easy for the six of them to deal with one Su Jingzhen.

They also knew that Hong Seng wouldn’t be able to hold on for long.

So from the beginning, they planned to strike quickly and decisively.

After dealing with Luo Yuebai and Su Jingzhen, they would have a chance of winning.

As soon as his voice fell, the six men drew out six flying swords.

Then, they remotely controlled their swords and shot towards Su Jingzhen.

“Do you have to be so serious?”

The six flying swords were crisscrossed with sword qi.

As they swirled and circled, they directly blocked all of Su Jingzhen’s escape routes.

This kind of joint attack, under normal circumstances, could basically deal a fatal blow to any Golden Core cultivator.

Su Jingzhen’s expression turned grave. At this moment, he was still struggling with whether to activate Bloodthirst or not.

Just as he was hesitating, the leading golden flying sword had already reached close.

The golden sharpness of the sword was extremely intense, and its attacking power was quite formidable.

Su Jingzhen didn’t have time to think too much. As it approached, he swung his brick at it.

“Ding!”

A crisp sound of metal clashing echoed.

The golden flying sword was smashed back by the force of Su Jingzhen’s black brick and flew back.

Su Jingzhen himself took two steps back.

Before he could regain his balance, the second flying sword had already shot straight towards his throat.

With a burst of energy from the Labor Palace acupoint in his right hand, Su Jingzhen once again held his brick horizontally to block.

“Clang!”

Another sound of metal clashing rang out, and the flying sword flew out again.

This time, Su Jingzhen took five steps back.

He frowned again, knowing that this wasn’t a sustainable solution.

Being worn down by six people in this way would eventually lead to his demise.

One sword would inevitably pierce his body.

Immediately, a gray light flickered from the storage ring on Su Jingzhen’s hand.

A black array disk materialized in his hand.

It was the same one he had seized from the assassin earlier.

Without hesitation, he poured his spiritual energy into it, activating the disk.

In the next instant, his vision turned black.

It was a Dark Killing Array!

The range of the array encompassed the six Golden Core cultivators.

If he didn’t use Bloodthirst, he wouldn’t be able to hold out against them with just his physical strength.

However, just as the Dark Killing Array was forming, two more piercing sounds echoed through the air.

Su Jingzhen swung his brick twice in succession, barely deflecting the flying swords aimed at him.

As he swung those bricks, the Surging Spring acupoint on his foot erupted again.

He activated the Netherworld Ghost Technique and took another step into the darkness.

He dodged the final two swords.

After dodging this round of flying sword attacks, Su Jingzhen immediately concealed his aura and went into hiding within the darkness.

The array disk was his, and he could sense the six Golden Core cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect within the array.

Logically, his moment to strike had arrived.

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