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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 142: A Stronger Man at a Higher Level

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    The weaker ones, Ren Zixin, Chen Jian and others, were forcibly resisting the vibrating roar like bells and drums, their faces pale.  Ye Feng was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

    With the huge power gap, all efforts and struggles are in vain.  A sad feeling of powerlessness emerged in Ye Feng's heart. For the first time, he realized how humble and weak he was.

    And the yearning for power has become even stronger.

    After a while, the roar stopped.

    From the position of the giant tower, seven rays of rays of light suddenly burst out.

    ??Gold, green, blue, red, gray, white, yellow, colorful rays of light rising into the sky, turned out to be seven huge sword shadows.  The shadow of the sword caged a human figure in the middle, and the sound of the sword was rapid and sharp.

    The phantom was just a faint halo at first, but slowly shrank and gathered inward. Within three breaths, it actually condensed into a tall, middle-aged man with a cold and arrogant face.  This man was shrouded in colorful light, standing in the air, looking down, his eyes slightly confused, but also filled with the awe-inspiring aura of a supremely powerful man.

    This is a person who is so powerful that it is beyond imagination, because even a strong man at the peak of the late Saint level cannot stand in the air.

    Ye Feng immediately held his breath.

    At this moment, among the seven swords, the golden long sword trembled suddenly, its blade sharply increased to hundreds of feet, and suddenly it fell towards the middle-aged man.

    The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, he took a step forward, lowered his body, punched out from his waist, and met the sword's edge.

    The blade of the sword was hundreds of feet long, and the air around the sword light was stirred up with countless vortexes visible to the naked eye. The momentum was very amazing. On the other hand, this punch was simple and unpretentious, and seemed to have nothing to praise.

    However, when the two collided, a bloody scene did not appear.

    But after hearing an ear-splitting roar, the physical fist was as powerful as a broken bamboo, shattering the sword's edge. The sword's edge instantly turned into tiny energy particles, which dispersed in the air.  The middle-aged man still maintained his punching posture, and there was not even the slightest scratch on his fist surface.

    The next moment, the other six swords moved at the same time.

    Six swords, six completely different energies, intertwined with each other, fell from the sky, like a big net full of despair and death, completely covering the middle-aged man.

    It seems that this person has no way out.

    For some reason, Ye Feng's heart suddenly clenched.

    But the middle-aged man's eyes flashed sharply, he clenched his fist and shouted loudly. Three fiery red energy waves instantly swayed out of his body, one after another, becoming more powerful. In an instant, six long swords were smashed into pieces.  fall.

    Ding!

    A long sword fell to the ground, revealing its body with green light flowing around it.

    Ding, ding

    Including the original golden long sword, the remaining six long swords all fell at the same time. They fell to the ground in pieces and were inserted diagonally in the sword mound. They lost their momentum, dissipated life, and became completely silent.

    The middle-aged man straightened his body, facing the sun, standing in the air, like a statue frozen in the bright sunshine, with an aloof posture and decisive momentum.

    So strong!

    Looking at the mysterious middle-aged man who came out of the tower, Ye Feng suddenly forgot about his situation and his eyes were very hot.

    This must be a stronger person at a higher level. There is really no limit to how powerful he is.

    I, Ye Feng, can still become stronger!

    Looking at the middle-aged man again, the colorful rays of light slowly gathered on his body, forming a gorgeous dress on his body, making him look extremely noble, like an emperor and general with a high status in ancient times, but he also had the aura of an emperor.  There is no domineering momentum.

    "Freedom" He opened his arms, facing the red sun and breeze, with a very intoxicated expression.  Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for so long that his voice was a little raw and hoarse.

    Ye Feng understood that this person was sealed here by the seven swords.  Today, by chance, the seal was broken, and the man broke out of the tower and finally regained his freedom.

    At this moment, Zeng Yi lowered his voice and said: "Sect Master, you can move now, let's leave quickly!"

    Ye Feng shook his head heavily.

    Based on the current situation, it is no longer up to you to decide whether to leave or not.  The life and death of this group of people actually depends entirely on this person's thoughts-although he doesn't want to admit it, this is an indisputable fact.  Acting rashly will only attract this person's attention, and may even lead to very terrible consequences.

    All we can do now is wait quietly.  This feeling of being controlled by others is very uncomfortable. Ye Feng feels suffocated, and the depression in his heart is indescribable.

    Others are also enduring the same suffering.

    Suddenly, the seven long swords stood upright at the same time, their blades pointed upward, shining again.The light of profit.  At the same time, tens of thousands of long swords in the sword tomb trembled at the same time, emitting bursts of sharp sword sounds.  What¡¯s even more surprising is that many weird weapons emerged from the ground, with the tips pointing at the middle-aged man. It¡¯s unknown how deep they were buried in the ground for how long. At this moment, they were all summoned by seven long swords.  .

    Tear¡ª¡ª

    The next moment, all the weapons and ancient swords were fired at the middle-aged man standing in the air.

    Tens of thousands of weapons merged into a torrent of swords. The swords screamed and clanked, and the scene was spectacular.

    Everyone was dumbfounded.

    The middle-aged man shouted lowly, clenched his fist, and punched Jianyu.

    On the surface of the fist, a light red light visible to the naked eye burst out, shining brightly in the human eye and making it impossible to look directly at it.  Ye Feng subconsciously squinted his eyes and avoided looking, but he heard a roar in his ears. When he looked again, he found that the torrent had been torn open, and tens of thousands of sharp blades had been blasted down. Most of them were shattered and broken, and the sword was broken.  Scattered all over the floor.

    The light of the seven strange swords dimmed and there was no more sound.

    The middle-aged man stood in the air, looking at the red sun in the sky, with a calm expression on his face, as if what happened just now had never happened.

    The whole world fell silent, and the Sword Tomb was in a mess.

    Under Ye Feng¡¯s signal, everyone remained motionless.

    After a long time, the middle-aged man lowered his head slightly and looked at Ye Feng and others.

    Ye Feng's heart suddenly jumped up.

    The middle-aged man made no further moves and only asked slowly: "How long has it been? One hundred thousand years? Five hundred thousand years? One million years? Or, longer?"

    The voice is soft, not murderous, and full of magnetism.

    Ye Feng was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer his question.

    "That's all, I'd better go. I wonder if Lan'er is still alive" The middle-aged man shook his head, took a step in the air, and was about to disappear into the sky.

    At this moment, an old man covered in patches appeared in front of him out of thin air.

    He was startled and subconsciously took a step back, but he hit an invisible barrier and bounced back with a bang.

    Ye Feng¡¯s pupils suddenly shrank inward.

    Because, with just one glance, he recognized this old man - the old man with extremely mysterious power in the underground stone chamber in the foggy forest. This is another high-level powerful existence.

    The middle-aged man slowly clenched his fists and became serious.

    But the old man smiled slightly and said: "Blazing Fist Li Yun, you no longer belong to this world."

    The middle-aged man known as Chi Fist Li Yun asked in a deep voice: "Who are you and how do you know my name?"

    "I know everyone's names and their origins." The old man's smile did not change, he glanced at Ye Feng, nodded slightly, then looked at Li Yun, and continued, "Li Yun, your world has been around for a thousand years.  It collapsed three million years ago, and now you must leave this world."

    "It collapsed"

    "Yes. The sword formation that sealed you became your protection, so you are able to survive to this day. You are an omission, and there are many ways to smooth it out."

    Li Yun was startled: "So, Lan'er is dead?"

    "Yes! All life, all species, all people - the survivors are really lucky. Li Yun, you are a very lucky person, but your luck ends here. Let's go.  Come on, I'll take you to where you should go."

    As he said that, the old man grabbed it in the air, and six faint lights and shadows formed a hexahedron, shrouding Li Yun in the middle.  Li Yun was startled and punched out. The fiery red shadow of his fist hit the light and shadow, causing only a slight ripple before disappearing.

    ??One punch falls, and another punch comes up.

    The bombardment, which should have been astonishing and deafening, did not make any sound. The faint light and shadow seemed to block everything including sound and power.  After several punches, the power that shattered the torrent of sword rain could not even create a ripple.

    The old man looked at him very calmly.

    Everyone watched this scene with bated breath.

    If I could use one word to describe the current quietness, it would be - weird.
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