Chapter 1608: Suspicions!
"Guys, it’s come to this point, no more hiding, let’s do it!"
As the great battle approached, Tuoba Yan gave a cold laugh and suddenly charged out first from among the three elders, two iron halberds slid from his sleeves, attacking Jiang Feng!
His surname is Tuoba, his ancestors were from an ancient minority in China — the Xianbei!
The warriors of the Xianbei clan commonly used a weapon, the horse spear!
The iron halberd evolved from the horse spear, more agile and light, but extremely lethal!
Tuoba Yan may like to boast and have a high opinion of himself, but his spear techniques are truly masterful, unmatched in the world!
He once relied on these two iron halberds to massacre several Xianbei tribes, blood flowed like a river!
Seeing him rush forward, Su Hebalu and Luo Chunqiu, afraid he might err, quickly followed with their killing aura!
Su Hebalu used a long whip, chasing soul and demanding life, while Luo Chunqiu wielded a rare weapon, the Golden Phoenix Wing Mace, shining brilliantly, exuding lethal aura!
These three elders, each with strength at the peak of the Spirit Void Realm, could destroy several cities alone, yet now teamed up against just Jiang Feng!
Jiang Feng gave a mocking smile, finally able to stretch a bit.
He casually stepped forward, effortlessly drawing the blade that killed Andre, and instantly charged into the encirclement of the three elders, wind sweeping like clouds, fighting fiercely with the roaring elders!
On the other side, Takeuchi Yoko also approached Mu Qiuyi, sneering at her fair skin and beauty.
In her view, for a female warrior to reach the Transformation Realm, she must sacrifice her figure and even her looks; otherwise, how could she achieve Martial Arts Mastery with delicate skin?
Yet in front of her, Mu Qiuyi was evidently just an ornamental display!
She disdainfully pulled out a soft sword, intending to toss it to Mu Qiuyi, letting her die with some dignity.
"You better keep your sword to yourself!"
Mu Qiuyi didn’t take it, instead suddenly pulling out a ribbon-like attachment from her long skirt, which was actually a soft sword as well!
Seeing this, Takeuchi Yoko laughed mockingly, "Alright! I’ll send you on your way, better than letting you become a comfort woman for those stinky men! Chinese woman, you should thank me!"
With that, Takeuchi Yoko gripped her soft sword, emitting a terrifying killing aura no less than the three great male elders behind, enveloping Mu Qiuyi tightly!
The sky and earth changed color, a fierce wind rose!
Regarding the Sword Dao, Takeuchi Yoko was no inferior to Quanyang Chun before; otherwise she wouldn’t rank ahead of him!
She was among the top four experts in the entire Netherworld Hall!
Mu Qiuyi, however, was mentally prepared, not intimidated by the world-shaking killing aura from Takeuchi Yoko’s slender body!
She coldly snorted, gripping her soft sword, facing the unprecedented enemy!
The next moment, two women with considerable fame in their respective countries, both no less than any men’s talents, charged and fought against each other with swords, engaging in a brutal battle!
Hard to tell who has the upper hand for a moment!
Jiang Feng, while leisurely responding to the three great elders, also cast a furtive glance towards Mu Qiuyi.
In a combat stance, Mu Qiuyi appeared a bit charming, heroic and full of spirit!
Moreover, truth be told, Mu Qiuyi indeed surprised him, managing to fight evenly with that Japanese female elder in a short time, without falling behind, which was a pride for Chinese women.
Considering the age, Takeuchi Yoko could be her great-grandmother’s grandmother!
"Gakh!" (Outer Mongolian language, meaning bastard)
Seeing Jiang Feng at such a time still having leisure and energy to observe Mu Qiuyi, Su Hebalu, Luo Chunqiu, and Tuoba Yan felt intense anger!
Especially Su Hebalu, who felt an unprecedented insult, Jiang Feng simply didn’t see them in his eyes, did he?!
He wildly swung his long whip towards Jiang Feng, tearing the air, splitting space, but Jiang Feng grabbed the whip’s end with a backhand, rudely pulling it to his side, then kicked fiercely, shattering Su Hebalu’s pelvis, sending him flying screaming upside-down!
"You son of a bitch!"
Seeing this, Tuoba Yan’s pupils shrank to needle-like points, furious beyond reason!
As a Chinese elder, his hatred for Jiang Feng was higher than other foreign elders!
The killing moves with his iron halberds have exploded to their extreme, attacking Jiang Feng’s vital spots at speeds almost invisible to the naked eye; Jiang Feng casually blocked them with his blade, sparking showers!
"You little beast, I don’t care if you’re a young prodigy cultivated by some Chinese power, or a disciple of a significant figure; I must kill you today! If I let you escape today, we’ll all become your stepping stones!"
Tuoba Yan hysterically roared as he attacked more wildly, causing the entire desert to be filled with flying sand and rocks, the killing aura raging!
No ordinary person trapped in this battlefield could last a moment without being dismembered by the turbulent killing aura!
Despite Tuoba Yan’s loud bluster, Jiang Feng had long noticed that he was the weakest of the three elders, nothing but a barking dog!
Immediately, Jiang Feng backhanded a cut, severing one of the iron halberds that Tuoba Yan thrust forward, then smoothly grabbed Tuoba Yan’s neck, pulling him close in front.
"With scum like you, forgetful of your heritage, China is disgraced! How dare you speak big? Trash!!!"
Finishing, Jiang Feng disdainfully threw him, toppling the once-arrogant Tuoba Yan to the ground, eating dirt!
Tuoba Yan shrieked in rage, but his throat was almost crushed by Jiang Feng’s hand, now he was suffocating desperately, unable to regain strength!
All the senior officials and managers of the Netherworld Hall behind were struck with horror!
This couldn’t be real, could it?
Facing the simultaneous siege from three great elders, Jiang Feng was still at ease, sequentially defeating both Elder Su Hebalu and Elder Tuoba Yan?!
Among the three great elders, only Luo Chunqiu remained, clutching the Golden Phoenix Wing Mace, he vigilantly watched Jiang Feng, neither daring to be as presumptuous as Su Hebalu nor hysterical like Tuoba Yan.
His eyes were complicated, even showing an obscure satisfaction!
Yes, satisfaction!
Is it Jiang Feng’s imagination? He felt that among the trio, Luo Chunqiu bore the least killing intent towards him, the Golden Phoenix Wing Mace in his hands seemed resolute and decisive, but mostly feints, not truly intending to kill him!
"Could it be...?" Jiang Feng’s mind surged with a suspicion.