Chapter Eighty-One: Killing Wei Fa (Seeking Bookmarks)

  "Pffft!"

  Wei Yihang was covered in blood and fell far away, heavily spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, fainting and losing consciousness, his life or death unknown.

  If Wei Yihang hadn't been so careless, if Wei Fa could have clearly seen Wei Hong's intention, then at this time, the one who would have fallen to the ground would probably be Wei Hong. However, things didn't go as expected, and Wei Hong quietly gazed at Wei Fa, who was on the verge of furious rage, without saying a word.

  "Little one, I must have your life today." Wei Fa didn't look at the unconscious Wei Yi Hang again, instead he removed his protective shield and looked at Wei Hong with a gloomy expression.

  As Wei Fa's voice fell, his arms suddenly withered, and his hands became slender. The aura on Wei Fa's body was getting stronger and stronger, his hands making complex gestures, and he shouted: "Dry Wood Palm."

  As its palms pushed out, like two tree trunks, they wrapped around Wei Hong, and with the withered wood transforming, some branches and leaves rose up, directly surrounding Wei Hong.

  Withered wood encounters spring, compared to the last time, this time's power is even more enormous. After Wei Fa finished his attack, he didn't stop at all. He clearly remembered that last time, Wei Hong directly used his knife intent to break his withered wood palm.

  "The purple energy comes from the east, and ten thousand swords converge on the ancestral temple."

  At this moment, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and three points of sword intent emerged, crazily rotating the martial energy. Just looking around, strands of purple light condensed into long swords, directly wrapping around Wei Fa's body.

  Perfect!

  One hundred!

  Awesome!

  Ten thousand!

  Ten thousand swords condensed into a sword intent, surrounding Wei Fa's body. At this time, the trees around Wei Hong were all shattered by the sword intent he emitted. His two hands pushed forward, and he shouted softly: "Go"

  Only to see the ten thousand long swords, as if being pulled, directly formed a siege, and Wei Hong was surrounded in it. The first layer is the withered wood palm, and the second layer is the ten thousand long swords. The two-layered offensive made Wei Fa's heart settle at this time. Even if Wei Hong broke through the withered wood palm with his knife intent, his own Ten Thousand Swords could directly crush him.

  The situation was extremely critical, but Wei Hong, who was surrounded by it, had a calm expression, with flashes of sharp light in his eyes. What Wei Fa thought was not bad, and he indeed wanted to take the opportunity to wield his knife intent.

  In his eyes, the intent of the knife surged, and Wei Hong's body was filled with the intent of the knife, which directly spread throughout his body, making it impossible for the Dry Wood Palm to get close to him. However, Wei Hong did not break through the Dry Wood Palm. He had already discovered the trap outside through his spiritual power, so Wei Hong was not flustered at all.

  He is waiting, waiting for Wei Fa's strength to weaken, and when the time comes, it will be his chance to counterattack. Now, he firmly controls his whole body, not being entangled by the dry wood palm, while also dispersing some of the palm forces in a small range.

  Wei Fa's face was slightly pale outside the arena, staring intently at Wei Hong who was surrounded, but he couldn't see any movement, and a hint of puzzlement appeared on his face. He didn't have Wei Hong's spiritual power to assist him, so he could only anxiously wait in secret, while also using his soul power to control the tens of thousands of long swords, making their spirits somewhat downcast.

  "Little kid, I don't believe you won't come out." He stuffed a handful of elixir into his mouth, and Wei Hong also made up his mind to drag it out with him like this.

  Time, second by second, passed for a full half hour. At this time, Wei Fa's head was covered in cold sweat. His mind was divided between controlling the withered wood palm and the myriad swords that were attacking Zong. He was already barely holding on, and what made him even more depressed was that, using his own palm technique, Wei Fa had already discovered that Wei Hong was still alive.

  "It can't be helped, we can't wait any longer."

  Wei Fa made a decision in an instant, and with a light drink, he directly withdrew the withered wood palm, dispersing the smoke and clouds. He prepared to directly thrust his ten thousand swords at Wei Hong, even if it meant being stabbed a few times, he could still stab him into a horse's nest.

  "It's exactly this time."

  At the moment when the withered wood palm was withdrawn, Wei Hong's eyes opened wide, and he let out a loud roar. The three-part knife intent instantly reached its peak, mixed with thunderous strikes. The large knives around Wei Hong condensed into one, following his loud shout: "Everywhere is a knife."

  Wei Fa launched a fierce attack on Wei Hong, and at this time, Wei Fa's Ten Thousand Swords were also attacking Wei Hong. The collision of the knife and sword was especially intense, as one was a knife technique condensed into ten thousand knives, and the other was a sword intent condensed into a long sword, unfolding a fierce collision in the air.

  The collision in the air did not stop the two men on the ground from fighting. Wei Hong wielded a powerful blade, overwhelming and unmatched, while Wei Fa wielded a long sword, sharp and extraordinary. The two continued to fight non-stop on the ground.

  "Rustling sounds."

  It's unknown how many rounds they had exchanged, but the air was already empty and the two on the ground were still entangled. Wei Hong's face was as pale as paper at this time, his martial energy consumption too fast, his dantian almost empty, yet he persisted in gritting his teeth, refusing to make the final move.

  "Little kid, I'm just a waste, but I can also waste you to death." The gap between the boundaries made Wei Fa's martial energy too thick and heavy, compared to Wei Hong. At this moment, Wei Fa was actually much more relaxed, with flashes of ferocity in his eyes from time to time, one sword after another stabbing towards Wei Hong.

  The two men separated again after a fierce collision, and Wei Fa's clothes were also tattered at this time. However, his face showed a hint of confidence as he looked at Wei Hong and said: "Kid, I admit that you are much more formidable than I imagined, and fighting with me for so long, you can be proud of yourself. However, it will end here, in hell, don't forget that it was I, Wei Fa, who killed you."

  As Wei Fa finished speaking, he suddenly patted his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. As the blood was spat out, Wei Fa's spirit seemed to rise greatly. Just looking at Wei Fa who had been listless just now, in an instant, his aura was like a rainbow.

  "Returning Blood Great Method?"

  Wei Hong's face revealed a hint of surprise, Wei Fa had actually mastered this evil skill. However, at this moment, it was not the time to be surprised. He could only watch as Wei Fa mixed in a fierce strike, his long sword dancing wildly, using his sword intent to reach a terrifying speed. The Spiral Sword Slash was unleashed, directly preparing to instantly kill Wei Hong.

  Wei Hong suddenly closed his eyes, and in Wei Fa's view, Wei Hong had been forced into a desperate situation, so he directly admitted defeat. However, just as Wei Fa was about to reach the front, his advancing footsteps suddenly stopped.

  "Hmph."

  A mouthful of black blood spurted out, and Wei Fa's long sword was thrown directly to the ground. His hands tightly grasped his throat, where a black arrowhead had penetrated from the back of his neck, making it impossible for him to breathe.

  Suddenly, Wei Fa's eyes widened extremely large, as if he had thought of something. He pointed at Wei Hong and shouted loudly, but he couldn't say a word. A hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

  Three-part knife intent, power reached sixteen tiger strength, more importantly, he is still a young soul master, such a talented and demonic person, why did you want to provoke him, a soul master who can cast soul techniques without reaching the level of a martial artist! Wei Fa wanted to roar in anger, but he had no way to do so, his eyes gradually losing their luster, feeling the loss of life.