Chapter 081: Yang Bo Was Blasted into Charcoal

  Under Lin Feng's "Wind Turning" effect, the "Killing Sword" became a huge vortex of energy in the blink of an eye.

  Lin Heng, who was close by, was swept into the center and instantly submerged. Yang Bo, who was on the periphery, lost sight of Lin Heng and stared at the surging energy that rose from the ground, his heart trembling: "What is this kid doing? With such overwhelming energy, isn't he afraid of death?"

  Lin Heng was at the center of a vortex, and for an instant, he felt that the world was quiet and his mind was at peace. He could feel the tens of meters high vortex composed of true energy, and his mind kept surfacing with epiphanies in the rapid river flow, many puzzles and misunderstandings were resolved. Although he was in the midst of a violent energy center, he knew that he was absolutely safe. This was his world, and these energies controlled by "Fengyun Style" were powerful but could not harm him. As he experienced the subtlety of the true energy vortex, he unconsciously gained another layer of profound understanding of "Fengyun Style".

  Undulating and quiet valley, violent energy vortex rapidly rotating, as if a tornado that pierces the sky, directly connecting heaven and earth. Half a cup of tea later, the vortex suddenly slows down and transforms into two stocks of snow-white power, pouring out to the surroundings.

  Yang Bo's face changed color, and he hastily retreated with his legs. His three-product boundary, under the full force of his escape, had a speed like lightning. However, it was still slightly late, and the vast energy rolled him up, his body like a piece of paper in mid-air, "bang" sound, fell out dozens of meters away.

  Fierce energy dissipated, Lin's long hair fluttered wildly at the eye of the tornado, his clothes disheveled, and his face deathly pale from overexertion. But outwardly, he didn't seem to have suffered much damage.

  Yang Bo struggled to get up, staring at everything in front of him with wide eyes.

  "With your mere second-rate cultivation, you're able to withstand my strongest killing move 'Annihilating Sword' without a single hair out of place, and even control this massive energy? What kind of terrifying martial skill is this?" Yang Bo's eyes were filled with incredulity as he stared at him fiercely, seemingly wanting to pull out the huge secret from his body.

  Lin Heng took a deep breath, his "Feng Shou Style" was only in the entry phase, and from the content point of view, it seemed to be a close combat martial skill.

  However, the "Exterminating Sword" Hao Han's energy descended, facing a life-and-death moment, under immense pressure, Lin Heng suddenly felt a familiar sensation from the oncoming "Exterminating Sword", reminiscent of when he was practicing "Wind Shift Style" by the river and the rapid current rushed towards him.

  So, he resolutely decided to use his physical body as the main medium, with his axe as an auxiliary, and unleashed a "Wind Turning Style" that he had never used before! Little did he know, heaven really blessed him, successfully unleashing it, escaping the clutches of the God of Death.

  Of course, "Exterminating Sword" was the extreme martial skill of Yang Bo's three-product force. Although he broke through it, he consumed seven-tenths of his force and couldn't recover in a short time. At this moment, his only thought was to escape. With less than half of his combat power left, he would never be able to defeat Yang Bo, who was at the third-level boundary.

  "You stinky little brat, it seems I underestimated you. No wonder you were able to instantly kill two fellow disciples of the same realm with your mid-second-grade cultivation earlier. You must be hiding many secrets on your body. If this were a normal time, I might have been willing to spare your life and force you to reveal the martial skill you used earlier. But now is not the time for such thoughts, so I can only give up on that idea and thoroughly destroy you."

  The patterned ancient sword rises again, with a loud "clang" sound: "This time, I'll see how many moves you can take from me?"

  The sword flashed, and with a burst of air exploding sound, three points of the sword appeared in front of Lin Heng like plum blossoms.

  The two were more than twenty meters apart, but from his jump to the tip of the blade appearing less than half a meter from Lin's face, almost in an instant, extremely sudden.

  Lin Heng dodged to the side and slashed horizontally, at this moment he didn't look at his opponent's sword light, completely relying on his instinctive reaction. Because, a third-grade warrior's sword intent was really too fast, his eyes couldn't keep up with his opponent's speed.

  "Clang! Clang! Clang!" The two weapons collided, sparks flying everywhere, followed by a violent energy fluctuation.

  Yang Bo secretly sneered: "This kid is really formidable, in the past when I used my 'Dark Sword Technique', no one below second-grade could withstand it. But with the previous attack, even after several consecutive swords, he still couldn't be defeated! ... If I let him escape today, he will surely become a disaster in the future!" Yang Bo's killing intent grew stronger, he had previously unleashed his powerful killing move "Exterminating Sword", thinking that he could quickly get rid of this mere second-grade with one sword, and then immediately go to capture Jiang Lin and her servant.

  Unexpectedly, Lin Huan adopted a mysterious and strange martial art, miraculously dodging the attack. The "Annihilation Sword" had boundless power, but its consumption of energy was also enormous, and at this moment, he simply didn't have the ability to execute a second move.

  "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" Half the sky was like a calm mirror, suddenly bursting out with plum blossoms, continuously and abruptly marking out the eerie sword edges, each sword stabbing towards Lin's fatal spot.

  In less than half a cup of tea's time, Lin felt a chill run down his back. Such a speed that was abnormal and couldn't be traced, a sword technique that was so eerie it defied the laws of physics, was fundamentally something that human strength couldn't withstand. If he didn't have a strong mental fortitude, he would have probably collapsed in despair and accepted death long ago.

  Three products are too powerful! Even if he clearly has strength that is not inferior to the late stage of two products, it is still far from being an opponent.

  Lin Heng hastily chopped for a while and then ran away with his legs spread apart.

  Yang Bo sneered: "Want to escape? No way!"

  He held a patterned ancient sword and chased after him, because he needed to use the patterned ancient sword for sniping, so he didn't deploy his flying artifact.

  Although it was so, he was a strong three-product man, and his speed was still one step higher than Lin's.

  The mountain wind howled, and from time to time, unknown monsters appeared in the distance. Seeing two lightning-like figures approaching head-on, they were frightened and fled in all directions.

  Lin Heng exerted himself to escape and fled, on a narrow mountain road, he took out a black object and slammed it backwards: "Look at me, Lei Zhenzi!"

  Yang Bo was about to catch up, but when he heard the thunderbolt, he got a fright and quickly dodged to the side. But for a long time, the earth was quiet, and the black object flew out of the sky except for the "rattling" sound of falling to the ground, without any explosion.

  He focused his attention and flew into a rage: "You stinky little brat, how dare you tease me! Just wait till I catch up with you, and see how you'll die!"

  He chased after Lin's almost disappearing back again.

  It turned out that the black object was not a "thunder child", but an ordinary black stone.

  Yang Bo exerted his strength and ran swiftly, and in less than ten miles, he was again approaching Lin Huan.

  "Haha, thinking of escaping from my palm? How ridiculous! Stop struggling and accept your death, don't exhaust yourself with futile efforts!" He revealed a ferocious and excited expression!

  Lin Heng again turned back and threw out a black object, shouting "Look at me, Lei Zhenzi!" Then he quickly escaped again.

  "Grass mud horse, still want to use old tricks to cheat you!" Yang Bo's sword flashed and casually knocked away the black object, wanting to add force to chase up this hateful guy and give him a bloody hole in the back.

  Little did he know, his ancient sword had just swept across the "black stone block", and with a deafening roar, an enormous amount of energy was transmitted from the ancient artifact to his body. The ancient sword in his hand became uncontrollable and was shot out several dozen meters away.

  He was like a man who had been charred, his body as black as charcoal, his hair standing on end, with wisps of white smoke rising from the top of his head. His clothes were torn to shreds, hanging in strips, and his entire body was pitch-black, except for one set of gleaming white teeth.

  He was stunned, his mind a complete blank!

  After a few minutes, he finally came to his senses, with furious flames burning to the extreme, his eyes bloodshot and red, as if they were about to spew fire: "You stinky brat, I won't tear you into pieces, I Yang Bo swear not to be human!"