Chapter 1538 - 1539: Tornado
Yang Fei suddenly turned his head, only to see at the center of the shockwave, a bald strong man standing like a Heavenly God.
His entire body was filled with extremely powerful Qi-Blood, like a primordial behemoth, and the Essence Qi, resembling a pillar of wolf smoke, rushed straight into the sky.
"Damn it, another True Martial Master!"
Yang Fei was secretly alarmed in his heart. This small space, although not large, who would have thought it could hide so many masters?
Ye Shengge and Ye Liuguang rushed towards their clansmen who had been blown away.
They saw three or four Night Clan warriors spitting blood, their eyes rolled back, obviously not alive anymore.
The impact of the bald strong man's landing was indeed this powerful!
The Night Clansmen had never seen such a formidable character; everyone was scared stiff!
The bald strong man glanced at the field strewn with the bodies of the Barbarian people and couldn't help but spit.
"All of you are worthless!"
His gaze was like that of a wild beast, emitting a sinister and fierce light, sweeping over each Night Clan warrior around.
Each Night Clan warrior, upon meeting his gaze, shivered and couldn't help but shrink back.
Yang Fei looked at the bald strong man indifferently, secretly mobilizing all his energy, condensing True Yuan Energy, ready to strike.
At this moment, the bald strong man suddenly noticed Yang Fei's presence.
Yang Fei's Extreme Tiger released a fierce and violent aura, not hiding it at all. Such a master was as conspicuous as a torch in the dark.
The bald strong man bared his white teeth in a grin, which resembled a beast's fangs, looking extremely ferocious.
He looked at Yang Fei with satisfaction, "Finally, I've met a worthy opponent. Very good."
His narrowed eyes, the smile on his face even had a hint of gloating.
"Since you're here, it means that Pretty Boy Chu Zhuang is already dead by your hand. Well killed, excellently done. I've disliked that Pretty Boy for a long time."
He extended a huge finger, pointing at Yang Fei.
"To thank you for killing Chu Zhuang, when you die later, I'll make it quick for you."
"Roar!"
At this moment, Yang Fei suddenly let out a long howl, as if dozens of explosions erupted from within his throat.
The sound shook the air, and weather changed, an incredibly fierce aura surged outwards.
All the Night Clansmen covered their ears, looking at Yang Fei in fear.
They had never thought anyone could produce such a massive and terrifying sound.
In this instant, Yang Fei seemed to transform into a primordial behemoth of antiquity.
The bald strong man was stunned for a moment, then slowly put away his smile, wearing a serious expression.
He gave Yang Fei a thumbs up.
"Good, I really underestimated you. You're worthy of me, Shi Kong, going all out."
Yang Fei drew out the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army, infusing Essence Qi. The sword hummed. He looked directly at Shi Kong.
"Come on!"
Ye Liuguang and Ye Shengge looked fearfully at Shi Kong, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Ye Liuguang asked in confusion, "Sister Ye Shengge, why doesn't the master use trickery this time?"
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"The Art of War states, 'Make the real seem false, and the false seem real.' This big guy seems easy to deceive."
Ye Shengge shook her head, "This person's momentum is too strong. If the master shows even a slight weakness, it will surely bolster his momentum."
"When his momentum reaches its peak, it will be even harder to deal with."
"To defeat him, the master must suppress his momentum."
Ye Liuguang nodded, looking at the bald strong man in the middle of the field with worry.
"But I feel his strength is stronger than all the Divine Envoys. Can the master defeat him?"
Ye Shengge bit her lip with her snow-white teeth, barely controlling her anxious mood.
"The master is invincible and will definitely defeat him. It's just a pity that in a battle between such strong opponents, we can't intervene to help."
Ye Liuguang suddenly smiled, her crescent-shaped eyes like a new moon.
"That's not necessarily true. Although we cannot intervene, our Night Clan archers are not to be underestimated."
Ye Shengge was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Very well, let the archers prepare, just in case."
Shi Kong's momentum was too terrifying. Although Ye Shengge had full confidence in Yang Fei, she also left a way out.
Ye Liuguang turned and left to arrange the archers, while Ye Shengge stood still, filled with worry.
She clasped her hands into fists, thinking to herself.
"In case the master is outmatched, even at the cost of my life, I must cover his retreat."
"Whether the Night Clansmen can find the Land of Sunshine, the master is our only hope."
Other Night Clan warriors were intimidated by the bald strong man's momentum.
Before such a mighty warrior, many Night Clansmen began to shrink back again.
Only Ye Shengge and Ye Liuguang, along with 18 Night Clan warriors, remained steady.
On the battlefield, Shi Kong was startled for a moment. He hadn't expected Yang Fei to dare to challenge him actively.
He took a deep look at Yang Fei, then extended a massive fist, the knuckles cracking loudly.
"Very well, you are a worthy opponent."
"After I kill you, I will make your skull into prayer beads and wear them around my neck to commemorate you."
Yang Fei snorted, disdainfully curling his lips.
"Stop boasting. Don't you want to know how I dealt with the previous two Divine Envoys?"
Shi Kong laughed heartily, "A brave man knows no fear, no need!"
As he spoke, suddenly he seemed like a runaway train, charging toward Yang Fei.
The strong man's footsteps, as he stepped on the ground, each step made the ground tremble, like an elephant's hoof.
His body was surrounded by massive True Martial Qi Energy, sweeping up the dust and rubble around.
Centered around him, it formed a raging tornado.
This violent tornado was unstoppable; two Night Clan warriors were unfortunately caught in it and immediately let out miserable screams.
After landing, both had become bloodied and battered corpses.
All the Night Clan warriors looked at the bald strong man in horror.
They had never thought that human power could reach such a realm, almost comparable to an apocalyptic natural disaster.
Yang Fei stood still, quietly watching the strong man charge toward him, his eyes indifferent.
He initiated the Tortoise Mirror, searching for the strong man's attack trajectory.
But Yang Fei quickly realized that the strong man's True Martial Qi Energy and the surrounding tornado had merged into one.
He himself was like an armored vehicle charging forward, with no so-called openings.
On the battlefield, such a warrior was a veritable battlefield meat grinder.
By solidifying True Martial Qi Energy, forming a tornado vortex akin to a natural disaster, to attack enemies.
This not only required a huge amount of pure True Martial Qi Energy but also immense control power, with mental strength spent beyond measure.
Shi Kong's disregard for pretty boys and enchanting women like Yang Fei had its reasons.
This human tank was difficult for any master to handle.
In the midst of the violent True Martial Tornado, Ming Kong's fierce and rugged face drew nearer.
His bloodthirsty killing intent made Yang Fei's every hair stand on end!
However, Yang Fei knew he couldn't retreat.
Otherwise, if Ming Kong's momentum grew stronger, he would be even harder to defeat!
The crowd saw Yang Fei standing still, and everyone screamed.
Among them, Ye Liuguang's voice stood out.
"Master, get out of the way."
"Master, this person's rush is too fierce, don't clash with him head-on!"
"This is the end; each Divine Envoy is stronger than the last. Ultimately, the master is not invincible."
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Amidst the cries of the Night Clansmen, Yang Fei suddenly stepped forward, fiercely stomping the ground underneath.