Overbearing Immortal Doctor Chapter 1609 - 1708: Greater Advantage

The two armies instantly plunged into chaotic battle. However, facing the already battered Huangfu Ancient Clan, Star Heaven Sect held more of an advantage than the Zhuang Clan.

"Kill Qin Feng at any cost!"

In the melee, Huangfu Gao faced the combined assault of two Level 9 powerhouses of Shen Zhou, Zhuang Sunx Bingjun and the Five-clawed Golden Dragon King. Both sides were hard-pressed to cover everything, and he was completely forced into a disadvantage. All he could do was roar with all his might.

But the other Holy Lands of the Huangfu Ancient People were all surrounded by twice, even several times their number of Holy Lands. Who could get close to Qin Feng?

"Qin Feng, fight me one-on-one!" Suddenly, a burly man of the second-level Holy Land charged toward Qin Feng without regard for anything. He was one of Huangfu Gao’s confidants, Ruan Jingsheng.

"What are you to me?" Qin Feng’s disdainful expression grew even more obvious. "You’re not qualified to fight me."

"Hmph, you’re scared. Hahahaha, the Sect Leader of Master Sky Shattering, the famed young hero, is afraid of me. Hahahaha!" Ruan Jing laughed wildly. He was still trying to provoke Qin Feng. After the clash between Huangfu Ancient Sect and Duanmu Sect, they had only a bit more than twenty Holy Lands left, far fewer than Star Heaven Sect. If the other Holy Lands of Star Heaven Sect had to stop him, he would have no chance to get close to Qin Feng.

"Oh? Trying to bait me?" Qin Feng chuckled. "Not many in the second-level Holy Land have this kind of confidence. I’ll fulfill you."

Qin Feng waved his hand, and all the beasts within the Holy Land that were about to rob Ruan Jing retreated, turning instead to slaughter the other members of the Huangfu Ancient People.

"You dare ignore me!" Ruan Jing laughed in fury. His palm clenched, his power surged up and down. In no time, his palm condensed into a black blade. Strange black mist coiled around the blade.

Qin Feng’s lips curled into a smile, and he extended three fingers. At the same time he said, "Three minutes. If you can withstand me for three minutes, today I’ll not only spare you, I’ll spare the entire Huangfu Ancient People."

"Fine, let’s see if you can keep up that arrogance." Ruan Jing was also enraged by Qin Feng’s arrogant words. He wanted to fight Qin Feng one-on-one.

Qin Feng smiled, stretched his hand out into the distance and pressed it toward the Earth. Immediately, his five fingers suddenly trembled. His palm closed, and a massive Blade suddenly burst out. It was his famed weapon, the broken sword.

His face twitched slightly, and this time Ruan Jing no longer spoke nonsense. The black saber in his hand shook violently, and the fierce fluctuations of energy caused the air to ripple continuously. His body grew somewhat silent, Ruan Jing’s eyes turned vicious, and with a sharp shout he leapt. His body instantly turned into a dark Shadow, shooting toward Qin Feng like lightning.

The figure streaked across the sky.

"Huff!" One strike failed, Ruan Jing’s wrist trembled, the sharp blade like a venomous Poison serpent. It spun along his arm and suddenly thrust forward!

"Bite!"

The blade had just swept low past Qin Feng when a terrifying finger shot out at incredible speed, immediately bending and smashing heavily onto that massive broken sword. Qin Feng directly knocked it flying. At the same time, he flipped the broken sword and launched a direct attack on Ruan Jing.

Ruan Jing’s entire body shuddered as he slipped away from Qin Feng’s strike. His gaze turned razor-sharp, Spiritual Power filled his body. The sword body brimmed with strange, sinister force. Wielding that unstoppable blade, all the shadows appeared before him.

"Skeleton Spirit Luan!"

With that shout, endless sword shadows, in just a few breaths, filled Ruan Jing’s body. His arm shook, and the black war sword was constantly thrust out, meaning countless sword shadows surged forth like a raging flood, shooting toward Qin Feng.

The bizarre sword shadows filled Qin Feng’s vision. Although countless afterimages were Illusions, the power they carried could not be underestimated. If one carelessly tried to block them, the true blades hidden among the afterimages would appear in an instant, catching one completely off guard. And now, with the power of the dark Spiritual Pearl augmenting him, Ruan Jing’s Attack Power became even more ferocious.

Facing this fierce onslaught, Qin Feng’s emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest. He calmly watched the black sword shadows coming from all directions. He held the broken sword flat in his hand, then slowly traced out a slightly mysterious arc. His arm trembled, and the sword body carried a hazy sword shadow.

The sword moved with a steady rhythm, lightly lifting as if bearing great weight. Though it seemed that blade carried no strength, in the blur there was a ferocious offensive like a crashing tide.

A cold sneer!

The broken sword within that mysterious arc intertwined with countless black sword shadows. At that instant, the sword shadows suddenly erupted with a powerful surge of energy. However, no matter how many sword shadows there were, they found it extremely hard to break through the boundary of the sword shadow’s strange slow-tempo dance. This scene was like volleys of arrow rain, like surging waves; no matter how many arrows there were, they were swallowed and dissolved by the sea.

Feeling the strange power of Qin Feng’s sword, Ruan Jing’s expression shifted slightly. He could feel the true sword bodies hidden in the shadows being drawn into a dangerous zone.

"Damn it!" With a low roar in his heart, Ruan Jing’s arm shook, and a sword shadow suddenly broke free from the layered shadows, stabbing toward Qin Feng’s chest.

However, the moment the sword shadow appeared, the broken sword that had been dancing in that strange rhythm suddenly accelerated. It immediately cleaved out, and the black sword shadow was forced off course.

Ruan Jing was shocked by the sword’s counterattack. Just as he had the thought to move, a Shadow suddenly flickered before his eyes, and a palm, carrying a terrifying imprint, came crashing down on him. Faced with the opponent’s attack, Ruan Jing had no intention of retreating. His face turned cold, power rapidly amassed in his palm, and he immediately slammed it onto Qin Feng’s palm.

"Bang!"

The two palms collided, and a deafening blast exploded in midair. In the next instant, both figures were blasted away.

Qin Feng shook his wrist, then raised his head to look at Ruan Jing, who had been driven back more than ten meters, and smiled faintly. Through the earlier exchange, he had discovered that Ruan Jing’s strength should surpass that of Puxian Saint’s position at the second-level Holy Land. Before his own breakthrough, he could already defeat the Puxian Saint. Now that he had broken through to the Ninth Layer of Extreme, facing this kind of opponent, he possessed overwhelming dominance.

"Qin Feng, do you know how long we’ve been fighting?" Ruan Jing steadied himself, rubbed his numb palm, then lifted his head with a cold sneer.

In the blink of an eye, two minutes had passed. Judging from the battle, both sides clearly hadn’t gained the upper hand over the other. Under such circumstances, Qin Feng claiming he could defeat him within three minutes was nothing but a joke.

"One minute left. Why are you so happy so early? To deal with you, I only need one move." Qin Feng sneered. The true Divine Power of his Martial Arts surged like a mountain flood. Terrifying power flooded every corner of his body. In this state, Qin Feng could unleash his most horrifying strength with every move.

"Ah?" Feeling that terrifying power, a hint of gravity appeared on Ruan Jing’s face, and the spiritual power within his body also surged to its limit. Right now only he was close to Qin Feng, only he had the chance to kill Qin Feng. At this critical moment, if he were defeated by Qin Feng within three minutes without succeeding, the consequences would be—however, before the Claw Wind could be unleashed, space rippled slightly, and a blue robe appeared bizarrely. At the same time, a Meteor-like sword light slashed across the sky.

"Die!"

Ruan Jing seemed to sense the terrifying energy gathering on Qin Feng’s sword. Just as he retracted his claws, he suddenly let out a roar, and once more thrust his claws forward. The black mist on his claws expanded in an instant. In a blink, Ruan Jing’s figure turned massive, wrapped up tightly, charging in like a Devil. Ruan Jing violently swung his claws, savage Ghosts tearing open the space between him and Qin Feng.

The two claws tore through the air, the violent fluctuations spreading out like ripples on water. This power was like thick slime, carrying powerful corrosiveness, to the point that even Qin Feng felt his heart quiver. But Qin Feng didn’t care.

The Time-Space Sword slashed toward the uncanny claws!

"Boom!"

The earth-shaking explosion, like thunder, resounded through the heavens. Even a hundred miles away, it could still be heard clearly. Even those who, under Qin Feng’s orders, had not left Star Heaven Sect and were slaughtering the Huangfu Ancient People Disciples, as well as those Disciples who were fleeing in panic, all raised their heads in fright.

"Pfft!"

When the last surge of energy dissipated, the Shadow hidden within was finally exposed. A terrifying power erupted in an instant, surging toward that figure like a tidal wave. Right then, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out before countless eyes. The Shadow was like a bird with clipped wings, powerless as it fell from the sky.