Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1491 - 1590: Almost Identical

Qin Feng and Iron Tower also saw three people ahead; it wasn’t Yueyue. Who else could it be? What surprised them was that after killing Ji Ziya’s split body, they hadn’t fled. They were still here.

"Hmph!" At the same time, a transparent arrow shot out from his body. This was his main Divine Artifact.

"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"

The arrow and the sword clashed nonstop.

Mo Yue couldn’t help but take a step back, and Ji Ziya’s figure was also forced to halt. The two were almost evenly matched.

"Mun Fairy, today is your death anniversary, haha!" Mo Yue laughed, his whole person like a small bird flying toward Ji Qiya. As he flew into the air, he spat out a strand of white silk that wrapped around her whole body, binding her to Zhi Gong.

Ji Gong was also enraged. "Mo Yue, I’m definitely going to kill you today!"

"Boom!" The tower behind suddenly toppled to the ground.

"Kill!" The eyes on the tower were filled with murderous intent. They charged straight at the burly Bull Horn Man.

Qin Feng also moved.

The battle erupted in an instant!

Yet just then, four incomparably powerful auras suddenly burst out, filled with killing intent, striking separately at Qin Feng, Ji Ziya, and Iron Tower.

"No, I’ve fallen into an ambush." Qin Feng’s face suddenly changed. He even shouted, "Bell, this is a trap!"

"Monroe, Mo Yue, I didn’t expect the two of you to be so bold as to ally." Ji Ziya looked at the four people who had suddenly charged in; her face also changed. She finally woke up and realized that Mo Yue killing her corpse had been to lure her here to die.

"Haha, killing a First-level Sky Heavenly General, Mun Fairy—we should be Sincerity." The red-clothed Monroe laughed wildly. At the same time, they showed no mercy.

"Yueyue, you tangle with Yue Xian. We’ll first deal with these two weak ones, then we can join hands to finish off Mun Fairy." The man in a red long robe, Monroe, laughed and charged straight at Qin Feng.

In fact, there was no need for any orders at all, because Qin Feng only had three generals: one second-level, two third-level. On the other side, Mo Yue and Monroe had seven men—two second-level generals and five third-level generals. The gap in strength was far too great. How could they win?

"Roar!"

In an instant, Meng Lu in a golden robe appeared in front of Qin Feng.

In truth, it wasn’t only Meng Lu trying to kill Qin Feng. Before Monroe, there had been many monks; there were few who hadn’t eaten pork. The red-clothed woman under Mo Yue attacked Qin Feng. Her whip lashed out. Once fully extended, it was like a giant python, its tail whipping straight at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng’s figure retreated backward. "Peng!"

The broken sword shattered the whip. A surge of black light suddenly erupted over Qin’s body surface, forming a massive Sword Dao black hole. Now that Qin Feng had entered Qin Xin Street a second time and spent most of his time cultivating, during this period he had dug into his own talent and potential as much as possible, and his Sword Dao had undergone a tremendous transformation.

Qin Feng’s strength had risen from Level 4 at the start to Level 3, all because his Sword Dao had grown stronger and stronger. Without question, his Sword Dao was even stronger than his neck. His True Body Buddha had stayed forty years on the Sword Dao Stele in the Qin Xin World, and his daily comprehension had also been forty years’ worth of difference.

After Qin Feng stopped the whip, Meng Lu descended from the sky.

"Hm?" Qin Feng was startled to see a three-meter-long Wolf Fang Club suddenly appear in Monroe’s hand, which he then swung straight at him.

"Chi-chi!"

The Taoist nails on the staff tore through space, carving out Taoist cracks in the void.

"Not good." Qin Feng even tried to Dodge, but he was still too slow, because Meng Lu had already arrived!

The staff smashed down before him. Qin Feng even felt a powerful gravitational field. "This Meng Lu is much stronger than me." Qin Feng felt an intense sense of danger. The broken sword in his hand flipped over, and his strongest Sword Dao erupted with its greatest might. This time, the broken sword was no longer several sword shadows, but one single sword. If measured by the boundless lands, it might be called the Sword of the Blade’s Tip. Unfortunately, in the world of Purgatory, where everyone was arrogant, this still wasn’t enough.

People majorly cultivated on the Sky-reaching Path, while they minorly cultivated in Sword Dao. Although his Sword Dao was only a step away from Simplicity, it was still far inferior to other Sword Dao.

He saw the tip of that sword smashed by the Wolf Fang Club.

"So strong!"

Qin Feng only felt a terrifying force transfer from the broken sword into his palm. The dreadful impact split the flesh of Qin Feng’s palm and tiger’s mouth, fresh blood seeping out. The broken sword bounced back onto Qin Feng’s shoulder as the mace continued its descent. The broken sword tilted across and heavily struck Qin Feng’s shoulder.

It was Qin Feng who did his utmost to block it with the broken sword, otherwise that staff would have smashed into his head.

"He’s much stronger than me!" Qin Feng was even more shocked.

"Hoo!..."

The rich Seven-colored Cloud stirred lightly, yet even his supreme Immortal body couldn’t stop it. In an instant, Qin Feng’s scapula shattered, blood splattering, and his entire arm went numb and useless for a moment. Qin Feng himself was like a Meteorite smashed away.

"Genius!"

Qin Feng followed right after, flying straight into the sky, leaving only a Shadow behind. However, Monroe gripped the staff in his hand and unhesitatingly gave chase.

"Qin Feng!" Seeing this scene, her face changed drastically.

Although Qin Feng’s strength was constantly increasing, there was still a huge gap between him and a second-level Sky River. When facing the terrifying Monroe, he truly wasn’t a match. Ji Ziya wanted to help Qin Feng, but she was blocked by Mo Yue, completely entangled. She couldn’t break free at all.

On this side, Qin Feng was being chased by a second-layer Sky River. On the other side, Iron Tower was besieged by five-layer Sky Rivers. At this moment, even that red-robed woman had abandoned Qin Feng and went to kill Qin Feng. Both sides were in danger; only Ji Gong’s situation was slightly better. But it was merely a stalemate—Ji Ziya found it hard to help anyone.

"Haha, die!" Monroe laughed wildly as another Wolf Fang Club appeared.

Qin Feng could only use his sword to block again.

"Peng!" Qin Feng was struck and sent flying skyward again. Fortunately, the sky’s infinite height helped buffer the impact; otherwise, he might have been heavily injured.

However, the gap in strength was still too great. Qin Feng could only rely on the broken sword to protect his life again and again.

"Boom!"

Another blow.

Qin Feng barely resisted, but his whole person was knocked even higher.

In the sky, spatial cracks were visible to the naked eye. The higher they flew, the denser the cracks became, until later they were everywhere, denser than the Star River.

"No more! If we keep flying up like this—Peng!"

Another strike!

Qin Feng barely blocked it, both hands covered in blood. His whole body was blood-soaked. It sounds slow, but in fact, Qin Feng reaching such a height had taken only the blink of an eye. After all, Monroe had been swinging his Wolf Fang Club up and down nonstop, never giving Qin Feng a moment’s rest.

"Damn it, this is like a dream!" Qin Feng’s eyes widened as he tried to attack him with his spiritual power.

But in just the blink of an eye, Monroe shattered it with a bang. "Peng!" Once again, Qin Feng’s body was smashed higher into the sky. With Qin Feng’s current strength, all he could do was keep himself from being killed; he simply couldn’t stop ascending.

"Sss—" A spatial crack a few meters long and half a meter wide sliced past one side of Qin Feng’s body, then vanished.

Cold sweat broke out all over Qin Feng. There would only be more and more cracks in space. And with every collision against the opponent’s Wolf Fang Club, they rose at least dozens of meters. They had already reached the limit; rising another ten meters, he feared he would be torn apart by the spatial cracks.

"You can resist, but you’re going up."

Monroe easily blocked the spiritual power attack, rushed up again, and the staff in his hand continued swinging mercilessly toward Qin Feng.

Suddenly—

"Whoosh!" Another terrifying spatial crack appeared in the sky, ten meters long and one meter wide, cutting right between Qin Feng and Monroe. For a moment, Monroe didn’t dare approach. If he charged into the spatial crack, he would be torn to pieces.

"Escape!"