Chapter 69: One Sword to Take the Head

  With a grasp of the black wooden eagle claw, he soared upwards. His two eyes were like two divine lanterns, emitting dazzling rays of light. His entire body was shrouded in a murderous aura, and an icy cold air emanated from him, captivating people's hearts and shocking their spirits, as if he were a fallen demon god descending into the mortal world.

  "Hah!"

  He let out a loud roar, his voice shooting straight up into the clouds and scattering them, his demonic energy surging like a turbulent river, instantly gathering towards the Black Wood Eagle Claw, causing it to emit a dazzling light. Its original dull and lifeless appearance suddenly underwent a heaven-shaking transformation, as if it had come back to life, its claws extending and retracting uncertainly, mysterious and eerie, like a sharp dagger, eagerly awaiting the moment to devour fresh blood, and also like a scythe, impatiently harvesting lives.

  At this moment, everyone's heart trembled, and they felt Qi Lei's killing intent!

  Want me dead? You'll have to pay a terrible price!

  Both sides suffer losses, exchanging lives for lives!

  Across from him, the few people who were about to engage in combat with him felt it even more intensely. Their bodies stiffened involuntarily and their faces turned deathly pale in an instant. They cursed their bad luck, thinking that they had encountered a pervert as soon as the battle began.

  They are the inner disciples of the Beast Tamer Sect, with a noble status and boundless prospects. How can they bear to throw away their lives?! Especially this Qi Lei in front of them, he's just a loose cultivator, his life is as cheap as grass, how can he be compared to them?!

  As they thought about it, their actions slowed down, as if the air around them suddenly solidified and their movements had to slow down accordingly - preserving their lives became their top priority, and injuring or killing the enemy was no longer so important, and their tactics naturally became more conservative.

  Zi Lei was like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, his movements even more sharp and agile.

  Pure white demonic energy, surging and swelling like a rising tide, emitting a rumbling sound, rushing ceaselessly, converging onto the Black Wood Eagle Claw, instantly transforming into eagle claws, roaring as they pounce forward.

  He transformed the "Eagle Claw Divine Art" with Kuroki Eagle Claw as a medium, and its power was not reduced in the slightest. Instead, it became even more powerful and sharper, yet without arousing any suspicion.

  "Aiya, still dare to resist? I'll break you!"

  The people opposite were timid in their hearts, slow in their movements, and hesitant to advance, but they shouted loudly as if they were using all their might. People who didn't know the truth would be moved to tears by this sight, and might even give them a "Heroic Enemy-Killing" award.

  Things in the world are like this: those who can do things are not as good as those who can talk about them, and those who can really do things are not as good as those who can perform!

  Of course, acting also requires basic skills. If you don't have any skills at all, you can't even block a single move from Qi Lei, and you'll just end up pretending to be dead.

  They saw the two of them moving in tandem, drawing out strange movements, spiritual energy surging out, yet condensed and not released. In an instant, they intertwined with each other, merging into one entity, forming a large circle of light, like a silkworm's cocoon, tightly protecting them within.

  Rumble!

  The eagle's claws struck with a force like lightning, making a deafening crash.

  This aperture was incredibly resilient, and without wasting the combined efforts of several people, it suddenly concaved inward, yet did not rupture. This gave the people inside sufficient reaction time, and they immediately spat out spiritual energy. The aperture instantly shone with a dazzling light that made one's eyes unable to open, and in an instant, it repelled the eagle claw.

  "Huh? This guy's strength isn't as intimidating as it looks?"

  Several people felt they already understood Zile's fighting strength and exchanged a glance, all feeling that he was being overly cautious.

  "Strategic cooperation, you defend, I'll attack alone!"

  The leader's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Hu Qingfeng, who was watching from the side while stroking his beard.

  "Wang Peng said it right, Elder is watching from the side, can't be lazy!"

  Once they determined that Zile was not their opponent, their arrogance suddenly became overbearing, and their desire to fight and make achievements was urgent. However, Wang Peng had always been cautious in his actions, so he decided to adopt a conservative strategy.

  "You damned thing, come and take my life!"

  Wang Peng let out a loud roar, his voice shaking the clouds. His hands moved swiftly and ceaselessly, unleashing a barrage of spiritual energy orbs that filled the sky, each one imbued with a fierce killing intent, razor-sharp and countless in number, making it impossible to defend against.

  This is his cultivated secret technique, "Ten Thousand Bullets Technique", renowned for its wide range of attacks, most suitable for using the few to defeat the many, but due to the Beast Tamer Sect's tradition of not having a history of using the few to defeat the many, it has always been used by him to use the many to defeat the few.

  But whatever the case, its power is there, and once it's unfolded, no one can escape being beaten into a state of disarray. If combined with other secret techniques from fellow disciples, such as "Mystic Ice Technique", it will instantly immobilize the enemy, doubling its power and achieving unexpected results.

  Unfortunately, Wang Peng has always been conservative in battle, and others followed him, also learning to be insufficiently aggressive. Since he said that only one person would attack, the others just held up their shields tightly, with a style of not hearing anything outside their own circle.

  Qī Léi's eyes narrowed, and he secretly sneered.

  To prevent their arch-nemesis from making a desperate last-ditch counterattack, their strategy was undoubtedly correct. Since they had already gained the upper hand, why make unnecessary sacrifices? Preserving themselves was victory enough; at worst, they could wear them down with sheer numbers.

  However, they were too arrogant and too conservative. First, they thought they had figured out his strength, but then they conservatively sent only one person to attack. They didn't realize that although the defense circle was still there, the enemy Zilei was facing at this time had also become one.

  In other words, if he were to use the Eagle Claw Divine Technique, just one full-force strike would be enough, and his combat strength would increase exponentially.

  However, he did not intend to use the sword made of eagle claw and sword-shaped gold stone on that occasion.

  Relatively speaking, he is not good at using swordsmanship, only playing for a while when he was young, but unexpectedly, making achievements is not impossible.

  Bullets rained down like a storm, covering the sky and pounding down, the rumbling sound never stopped, the ground became pockmarked.

  In the midst of the chaos, dodging left and right, occasionally letting out mournful cries, utterly wretched.

  "Haha, Wang Shixiong's 'Wan Dan Technique' has improved again! That despicable thing is going to be finished off, and the first achievement of this great war will be snatched away by Shixiong once more."

  Where there are people, there is a river and lake, the Tamer Sect is no exception. Wang Peng and several others who usually get along with each other have a sense of sharing good fortune and adversity together, naturally forming a small gang, constantly competing with others.

  Wang Peng also felt that the play was getting smoother and smoother, the spirit bullets shot out one by one, then exploded with a loud noise, dust filled the sky, it was simply like art, without any feeling of killing.

  But just as his mouth opened to share his feelings with the crowd, a sudden burst of sharp sword energy struck him.

  Sharpness under heaven, nobody can stop!

  Piercingly cold, invading one's heart and abdomen!

  In an instant, he was like a naked body falling into an ice cave, without any warmth, his whole body couldn't help but shiver, his hair stood on end, and his legs trembled.

  "Oh no!"

  However, he did not intend to give up, let out a loud roar and summoned all his strength.

  "The Thousand Bullets Technique" unleashed its maximum power, the speed of the spiritual bullets was so fast, and the number was so many, that it was astonishing to hear, making people simply dare not believe their eyes.

  However, all the spirit bullets, when they hit that sharp sword energy, made a brittle sound.

  Pfft!

  It's like someone who doesn't care about manners farted silently!

  If it were in normal times, everyone would have exchanged glances and teased each other upon hearing this kind of voice.

  However, at this moment, their faces all changed!

  "Hurry up and strengthen the spiritual shield!"

  Someone reacted, let out a loud roar, and with both hands supporting each other, spiritual energy gushed out like a fountain.

  The visor suddenly became dazzling, and people's eyes couldn't be opened!

  At this moment, they became the center of the battle, and the rest of the fighting, in contrast to the dazzling light, was overshadowed. Everyone's attention was drawn over, even Hu Qingfeng and Zhao Si were shocked and turned their heads, staring intently for a moment.

  The sword had only one handle and did not grow larger under the influence of spiritual power, it was only palm-sized, very compact and lovely; The sword energy had only a thread, until it reached Wang Peng's body, it dispersed, before that, it was hidden in the sword.

  But the palm-sized sword suddenly flashed with a cold light, like a bloodthirsty beast opening its bloody mouth; that one strand of sword energy was sharp beyond compare, unstoppable by anyone, and as soon as it approached, it broke open a small hole in the extremely tough shield.

  Pfft!

  The red sparks flashed, and under the irradiation of the protective light, they pierced people's eyes painfully.

  A gigantic skull, with a look of horror and incredulity still on its face, floated up, together with the gushing blood, under the irradiation of the light from the visor, looking eerie and mysterious.

  Everyone couldn't help but shiver!

  A chill ran up from the bottom of his heart!

  "Ai ya ya, you scoundrel! How dare you kill a disciple of the Tamer Sect? Kill them all for me!"