Chapter 1582: Destroying Bamboo Palace

Yifeng looked at the holy steps of the Shalou Tower, and said to him: "You deal with the other one."

Shalou Shengjie nodded, Zhutian was only a junior level of the holy rank, and he could handle it with his strength. It's just that it's a pity to hear Yifeng say that only one arm will be taken from him.

"Battle! Late will change! I'm afraid people from the fairyland are coming." Shalou Shengjie said to Yifeng.

Yifeng nodded, not talking nonsense, and locked his momentum on Zhufeng. Seeing Yifeng staring at him, Zhufeng snorted coldly in his heart. He thought he was not Yifeng's opponent, but Yifeng's delusion to fight with his arm was not so easy to do. Zhufeng didn't want to defeat Yifeng, as long as he waited for a while, he would naturally attract other warriors.

Yifeng naturally understood the other party's thoughts, and a trace of disdain flashed on the corner of his mouth. The Immortal Jade Sword in his hand appeared in his hand, and the energy of mutual generation and restraint galloped out, gathered on the Immortal Jade Sword, and swept towards the opponent with a sword.

Yifeng's strength was not reserved, and as soon as he made a move, he gathered all his strength on the Zhuxian Sword, and a silver-white line appeared in the void, galloping through the void like lightning with palpitations.

Zhu Feng looked at the silver-white light of the Zhuxian Sword's tip, his complexion changed, a weapon appeared in his hand, 100% of the power was poured into the sharp sword, and he greeted Yifeng's Zhuxian Sword.

Seeing the other party like this, Yi Feng's mouth was full of sneer, and the sword was not slow at all, galloping towards the other party, the silver light on the tip of the sword cut through the space, bringing out a small black crack mark, and clashed with Zhu Feng's sharp sword.

"laugh……"

The two sharp swords collided together, and what made everyone's eyes widen was that Zhu Feng's weapon, which was not bad in grade, was like tofu in the hands of Zhu Xianjian, and was cut off by Zhu Xianjian's sword.

Zhufeng's sharp sword failed to stop Yifeng for a moment, this scene made Zhufeng terrified, his figure retreated violently, trying to avoid Yifeng's sword. He never imagined that the sharp sword that gathered 100% of his strength could not be stopped by Yifeng's hands for a moment.

Looking at Yifeng's sharp sword that cut iron into mud, Zhufeng's first reaction was a high-level spiritual weapon. Zhufeng didn't expect that Yifeng could even get such rare goods, which made him even more unwilling to fight with Yifeng, and his figure hurriedly retreated.

Yifeng saw the other party like this, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the wings of fighting spirit appeared on his back. Even the existence of the boss level was slightly inferior to his, so he was afraid that a fifth-order could escape?

"Teleport!"

Yifeng's figure disappeared in place, blocking Zhufeng's face, and galloped towards Zhufeng's arm with a sword.

Zhufeng looked at the silver light that was galloping towards him, his face was terrified, and he gathered a force to block the silver light of Zhuxian Sword. However, how can the Zhuxian Sword be so easy to resist?

Yifeng's sword broke through the opponent's strength instantly, and his sword slashed fiercely on Zhufeng's arm. An arm flew up to the sky in an instant, and at the same time, a column of blood shot up into the sky, scattered the void, and dyed the void red.

The huge pain caused Zhufeng to fall into the void, and he tapped his fingers on the shoulder several times in a row, which slowed down the blood that shot out.

And looking at the shoulder that had lost an arm, Zhu Feng's eyes were full of horror, and he dared not accept this fact.

The people below were equally horrified when they saw this scene. A kind of warrior in Zhugong instantly lost the will to fight again. The ancestor of Zhugong, a dignified fifth rank, but in the hands of others, his arm was chopped off by the opponent within one round. How to fight this?

Shalou Shengjie also looked at Yifeng in astonishment, with disbelief in his eyes as well. He didn't expect Yifeng's decisive battle to be so fast, and he cut off the opponent's arm in just one confrontation.

The Sacred Tower Killer has no doubts. If it wasn't for the woman Yu Fei, the fifth rank would have fallen here today, instead of being cut off with an arm.

"This generation of evil emperor is too terrifying. Could it be that he has already reached the level of a boss at this time? With the fifth rank, who else can do it so quickly except for the characters of the boss level?" There was a huge wave in Yifeng's heart, "Could it be that Yifeng is already comparable to the existence of a big brother?"

Thinking of this possibility, a chill rose from the holy steps of the Shalou Tower. When Yi Feng disappeared and appeared on the mainland four years ago, although he was strong at that time, he was only at the third or fourth level. But it didn't take long for news that he beheaded Tier 5. It hasn't been too long since the news, but at this time, he has the strength comparable to that of a big boss. Is this kind of cultivation speed still available to human beings?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the Shalou Shengjie are also full of brilliance. If Yifeng can go one step further, it doesn't mean that there is another super warrior in the Holy City who can lift weights lightly.

Each of these warriors is a huge treasure house. If Yifeng could really become that kind of existence, facing the people in the fairyland, their chances of winning in the holy city would also increase by one point.

In the same way, Tianni saw that Yifeng lost a fifth rank with one sword, and his indifferent face also changed color. Although he knew for a long time that he was not as good as Yifeng, but such a gap made him still unable to be himself.

Yi Feng looked at Wu Jie whose arm had been cut off by a sword, and then glanced at another Zhugong Sheng Jie. Seeing Yifeng's gaze turned to him, Zhutian dashed away without thinking. Tang Tang is not an enemy of Yifeng's sword at the fifth level, so he is even less of Yifeng's opponent. He still does not want to be killed by Yifeng's sword.

Seeing the other party leaving, the holy steps of Shalou were about to chase after him, but Yi Feng stopped him and said: "Don't waste time, it's just a holy step, if you escape, you will escape, it's not a big deal."

Hearing Yifeng's words, Shalou Shengjie smiled wryly, thinking that you can name only one holy step. If it were someone else, how would they dare to despise the holy ranks so much?

However, he who has seen Yifeng's strength, although his seniority is much higher than Yifeng's. But he didn't dare to rely on the old to sell the old, so he nodded in agreement.

Yifeng turned his gaze to Zhufeng, looked at him and said calmly: "For the sake of Concubine Yu, you go. After today, there will be no more Bamboo Palace. If you dare to build a Bamboo Palace again, this Emperor will definitely kill you .”

Zhu Feng's eyes were full of gloom, and he glanced at Yi Feng, the warrior still had bleeding on his shoulder, gritted his teeth, turned his head and galloped away towards the distance.

Seeing the other party leave, Yi Feng nodded towards the Shalou Shengjie, and the Shalou Shengjie saw that the opponent had no more holy steps. Only then did he dodge down and attack the king-level powerhouse in Zhugong. Since the Bamboo Palace is going to be wiped out, it is natural to clean up the upper-level forces in the Bamboo Palace, otherwise they might not gather together again if they change their faces. It's just that it's a pity that Yifeng let go of Zhufeng and let the holy steps of the Shalou tower.