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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 140: Battle with Rimbaud Again

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    What a shame!

    These elite disciples are not good people, but when their master surrendered, they naturally dropped their armor and lowered their heads.

    For thousands of years, the Ancient Sword Sect has been firmly sitting on the throne of the number one sect in the north of Canghong. It has gone through many hardships. Although its dominance has often been challenged, it has never been so humiliating.

    Ye Feng took a step forward slowly with contempt on his face.

    Li Ruoshui was frightened. He kowtowed his head hurriedly and shouted in panic: "Ye Feng, I lost. I have nothing. Let me go and keep my life."

    Ye Feng said: "Whether I let you go or not is not up to me. This is your Ancient Sword Sect's family matter. Whether you can be spared or not is decided by the Sect Master of the Ancient Sword Sect."

    Li Ruoshui hurriedly looked at Zeng Yi with a look of prayer.

    Zeng Yi had been silent until then, and then slowly said: "Don't look at me, I am just the master of the sword pavilion of Ba Fist Sect, not the master of your Ancient Sword Sect."

    Hearing this, Ye Feng was slightly startled.

    Zheng Miao became anxious and said anxiously: "Master has a destiny. You are not only the master of the Ancient Sword Sect, but also the new master of my second brother and me."

    Zeng Yi looked at the sky, sighed, and said: "I once betrayed Brother Li's trust. When we meet under the Nine Springs in the future, I will certainly blame myself. Now, I suddenly discovered that this ancient sword has a false reputation as the best in the world."  The position of the sect leader is not what I want. I just want to work with Brother Ye to strengthen the sword pavilion of the Fist Sect. This is what I think in my heart, and I cannot deceive myself. "

    Zheng Miao was speechless.

    Li Ruoshui suddenly laughed wildly and roared like a madman: "I, Li Ruoshui, am still the sect leader of the Ancient Sword Sect. This is my family matter of the Ancient Sword Sect. I forgive myself, hahahahaha Hey, what crime have I committed?  Why should I forgive myself, haha, I have no sins, my Ancient Sword Sect is still the number one sect in the north, hahaha"

    Ye Feng was extremely disgusted.

    " Beating up a drowned dog is a fun story that almost everyone talks about. Everyone outside the court gave a thumbs up, with no concealment of disdain on their faces.

    Zeng Yiquan pretended that Li Ruoshui did not exist and asked Zheng Miao: "Zheng Miao, since you admit that I am the sect leader of the Ancient Sword Sect and your new master, do you want to listen to my words?"

    "Listen!" Zheng Miao answered without hesitation.

    "Okay!" Zeng Yi nodded, "Zheng Miao, from now on, you will be the new head of the Ancient Sword Sect."

    Zheng Miao was extremely surprised and seemed very hesitant: "I, can I do it?"

    "The strongest elite disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, if you can't do it, who can?"

    Zheng Miao fell silent.

    However, Li Ruoshui's hair was disheveled and he yelled crazily: "He can't do it. As long as I, Li Ruoshui, live for one day, I will be the sect leader of the Ancient Sword Sect. No one can try to take away my position as the sect leader! No one can think of it, no one can think of it."  ¡­¡±

    In one day, Li Ruoshui fell from the altar, his image was ruined, and all his hopes were extinguished. At this moment, Li Ruoshui was in a state of mind similar to that of a madman. Sometimes he cried and begged, sometimes he screamed with his heart broken, as if he was a clown performing a funny curtain call.

    ??The martial arts arena that was filled with bloody fighting just a stick of incense ago was only filled with Li Ruoshui's wild and hoarse roar.

    Ye Feng frowned: "As long as you live, you have to be the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect? Then, just die."

    Before he finished speaking, his figure came out in a hurry.

    Li Ruoshui's face turned ashen immediately.

    Li Ruoshui has a late-stage Saint-level cultivation and possesses a second-level fire-type fairy treasure. He should be able to fight against Ye Feng.

    Unfortunately, he has lost the courage to fight.

    He watched helplessly as the beast-like ice armor condensed on Ye Feng's body, and watched as the third-level thunder-type fairy treasure appeared in Ye Feng's hands. His legs seemed to be fixed on the ground, unable to move at all, and his body was more like a sieve, trembling.

    Bileless women!

    Ye Feng sacrificed the Thunder Immortal Treasure, and three rays of light and lightning shot out, staggering towards Li Ruoshui.

    Li Ruoshui wailed and tried his best to block the attack with the immortal treasure.

    Several rays of fire suddenly burst out from the second-level fire-type fairy treasure.

    The third-level thunder-type fairy treasure versus the second-level fire-type fairy treasure is a decisive battle.  But seeing the light of lightning dissipating the fire, the remaining power was not reduced at all, thunder roared, and in just an instant, it shot through Li Ruoshui's chest and abdomen.

    On Li Ruoshui¡¯s chest and abdomen, there were three large, pan-focus holes that were transparent from front to back.

    "Help me!" He hissed in the sky and fell down.

    Li Ruoshui is dead.

    But at the last moment, who was he turning to for help?

    Ye Feng paused and looked around quickly.

    Suddenly, on a big tree a hundred feet away from the martial arts arena, Ye YeFeng saw an extremely familiar figure.

    Rimbaud!

    Ye Feng's pupils quickly contracted inward, and he stepped on the ground, roaring out like a tiger.

    Click!

    Before anyone arrived, the lightning arrived first.

    The huge ancient tree was shattered by lightning, and Rimbaud's weird figure rushed out quickly.

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    Accompanied by the clear sound of a ruler, three hot red lights shot through different arcs towards Ye Feng.

    Ye Feng used the Wind Breaking Technique, his speed suddenly increased, and he rushed forward instantly. Three rays of fire pressed against his body and exploded behind him. A strong and scorching shock wave rushed forward, increasing Ye Feng's speed by 20%.  above.

    Between the lightning and flint, Ye Feng sacrificed the lightning fairy treasure again and shot five thunderbolts in succession.

    Rimbaud waved his ruler and pointed out five fiery red stars on his front body.

    They are both level three immortal treasures, with thunder energy versus fire energy.

    Five thunderbolts, one after the other, dissociated the air and made a hissing sound.

    Five rays of fire were carried by the wind, whistling and sounding.

    In just an instant, two completely different energies collided with each other.

    Boom!

    The two different colors of bright light and fiery red bloomed like fireworks, setting off energy fluctuations visible to the naked eye. Driven by the shock wave, the energy fragments spread out like stars, covering the entire sky.  In an instant, the blue sky seemed to turn into a starry sky.

    Ye Feng was rushed by the wave, his chest felt tight, and he retreated sharply, falling into the martial arts arena again.

    Looking at Rimbaud again, he was also smashed into the already scorched ancient tree.

    Suddenly, a sword whistle sounded, and a stern sword energy cut through the air and shot at Rimbaud.

    That was the joyous cry of Changge, and Zeng Yi also moved.

    Rimbaud hurriedly brought the ruler with him, and when the fire appeared, he barely blocked the sword.

    The next moment, the two were fighting together.

    Nie Dingbei, Zheng Miao and others all gathered around, trying to help. Ye Feng hurriedly stretched out his arms to stop him and said: "The power of the third-level immortal treasure is at least ten times that of the second-level immortal treasure. I leave it to you here."  Brother Zeng, please take the others and leave here quickly! Remember, protect Zi Xin."

    ¡°As he spoke, he took out one Fu Ming Pill, Ba Ti Pill, Solid Pill, and Xunfeng Pill, and stuffed them into his mouth one after another.

    The elixir enters the entrance, and power emerges.

    Ye Feng shouted low and stepped out of the ground, moving like a tiger. A large crater full of cracks appeared on the hard ground.

    The next moment, Ye Feng rushed in front of Lan Bo and punched out. The blue and cold air lingered around the fist, and the momentum was terrifying.

    In this world, no one dares to take the cold and domineering punch of the combination of clear water and Ba Fist Technique.  Rimbaud was shocked, and tried his best to block it with the ruler, but with a bang, Rimbaud was pushed back thirty feet, and fell to the ground in a state of disgrace. When he stood up again, the surface of the ruler was covered with a layer of blue ice crystals.

    Before he could sacrifice the fire element in the immortal treasure to dispel the cold air, Zeng Yi's sword energy was already in front of him.

    It¡¯s too late to dodge.

    Tear it apart!

    He only had time to turn slightly to pass the fatal part, and the sword energy shot into his shoulder, tearing a huge gash in his shoulder. The internal muscles were turned out and dripping with blood.

    Zeng Yi and Ye Feng fell down one after another, holding Lan Bo in the middle of a pincer attack.

    There is no way to heaven and no way to the earth. Rimbaud has nowhere to escape.

    His weird face was full of remorse, his big mouth slit to his ears was trembling slightly, and blood was dripping from his shoulders drop by drop.  In terms of strength, he was only one centimeter stronger than Zeng Yi. He had no chance of winning under the combined attacks of Zeng Yi and Ye Feng.

    "Li Ruoshui, you idiot!" He gritted his teeth with a ferocious face, "Master has really misjudged the person. Ye Feng and Zeng Yi, what are their abilities in joint attack? They are capable of challenging me, Lan Bo, in a duel!"

    Ye Feng smiled frivolously: "The bloody skeleton dares to infiltrate into the northern part of our Canghong. If I let you go, what will happen to the dignity of our northern heroes? Besides, even if we fight one on one, are you sure you can beat me?"

    Rimbaud¡¯s face darkened.

    A few years ago, during a battle in the forest, Ye Feng could not reach the late stage of Heaven Level, so he used ice armor condensed from the cold air of clear water and a third-level thunder-type fairy treasure to repel Lan Bo.  Now, after several years of arduous training, Ye Feng's cultivation has reached the early stage of the Saint level. With the help of the top elixir refined by Zi Xin, his combat effectiveness has more than doubled compared to the first battle in the forest.
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