Chapter 2126 - 2127: A Burst of Brute Force

With these thoughts, Ling Zhenfei's figure moved, the Butterfly Through Flowers Step Technique flashed into action, and he charged directly at the two.

One of them held a big stick and the other a large fork, swinging at Ling Zhenfei. However, Ling Zhenfei maneuvered through the gaps between their weapons, evading any harm.

Ling Zhenfei could see that the tall, skinny one's body was quite tall, yet not very agile, while the Minotaur carried a brute strength, and its horns were formidable.

Nevertheless, Ling Zhenfei felt confident in dealing with these two.

At this moment, the Minotaur charged headfirst towards Ling Zhenfei. Ling Zhenfei had already determined his path of movement but didn't move yet. Just then, the Minotaur charged at him.

Only when it was about to collide with Ling Zhenfei did he suddenly dodge, causing the Minotaur's unstoppable momentum nearly to crash into the tall, skinny one.

The tall, skinny one, due to his height and lack of agility, failed to dodge, and thus they ended up squeezing together.

At this point, Ling Zhenfei smiled inwardly, knowing his chance had arrived.

With a swift motion of his Tang sword, the sixth slash of the Sky-Splitting Ten Blades cut toward them.

Ling Zhenfei had always hoped for such an opportunity where the attackers were gathered in one place, with nothing holding him back from behind.

The Sky-Splitting Ten Blades is an incredibly powerful technique, but its attack range is always limited; it can't strike every enemy around all at once, especially not those behind him.

Moreover, Ling Zhenfei worried about being attacked from behind while using the Sky-Splitting Ten Blades.

At this moment, there were no Bird People hindering from behind, as they were all entangled by the Lightning Bird.

Now, Ling Zhenfei unleashed the sixth slash of his Sky-Splitting Ten Blades.

This slash, during Lucifer's Dawen Realm period, was his trump card, a desperate move; after executing it, he'd be done, as it consumed massive amounts of Northern Spiritual Energy.

After executing this technique, his Northern Spiritual Energy would be nearly depleted, and if there was even one enemy left, Ling Zhenfei would be finished.

But having reached the Pursue Heart State, with the increase in his own strength, Ling Zhenfei could now execute the sixth punch of the Heaven-Splitting Ten Fists, and this move was no longer his nightmare.

Even though this move still consumed a substantial amount of Northern Spiritual Energy, Ling Zhenfei had no choice but to rapidly conclude the battle.

The slash aimed at the two, leaving them with no chance to dodge.

Recognizing the strength of this move, both fighters used their own Northern Spiritual Energy to defend.

The tall one's hand burst forth with a massive rush of Northern Spiritual Energy, swinging the big stick at Ling Zhenfei's body.

The Minotaur, seeing the power of Ling Zhenfei's move, hurriedly bent over, using its head to ram into Ling Zhenfei.

Boom!

The Northern Spiritual Energy from Ling Zhenfei's slash directly impacted the Minotaur's head and the tall one's Northern Spiritual Energy.

These two were inevitably sent flying by Ling Zhenfei's slash. The Minotaur, having used its head to ram Ling Zhenfei, received the slash directly on its head.

Though the Minotaur's head was incredibly tough, the powerful impact of the Northern Spiritual Energy was not something that ordinary heat could withstand.

Its head was stained with crimson; even though the head wasn't severed, it looked as if it had been blasted with an explosive, blood and flesh blurred.

Perhaps the concussion affected its brain, as after this slash, the Minotaur collapsed onto the ground and remained motionless.

No matter how many years you've cultivated, using your head as a weapon is never a wise choice.

The tall one fared no better; with Northern Spiritual Energy's impact directly breaking his energy defense, after Ling Zhenfei's slash penetrated his defenses, it cut right into his body.

Boom!

The person flew over ten meters, coughing up blood, clearly severely wounded.

With a single slash, Ling Zhenfei took down two Demon Hunters, all witnessed by the Bird People, revealing a trace of fear in their eyes.

However, with the Lightning Bird tangling them up, aiding their comrades proved impossible.

By now, Ling Zhenfei had resolved the two, and with his Tang sword in hand, he targeted the two Bird People.

Six versus eight in battle with Ling Zhenfei, now the dead lay dead, the injured were wounded, leaving only two Bird People.

The two Bird People exchanged glances, suddenly their feathers stirred, standing upright on their wings.

Then, suddenly, like arrows, they shot towards Ling Zhenfei and the Lightning Bird, carrying immense Northern Spiritual Energy and an unstoppable momentum.

This must be the Bird People's life-saving technique; their feathers, usually of great importance, aren't usually shed randomly, but they had no choice but to use this now for survival.

Though Ling Zhenfei didn't wish to admit it, the power of their feathers was indeed great.

Ling Zhenfei had no option but to create a graceful arc with his Tang sword to deflect the assault of those feathers.

This attack lacked discrimination, blanketing the sky, lacking precise targets, resulting in everyone on the ground falling under attack.

Ling Zhenfei swiftly arrived beside Murong Liuqing, using his body to shield her.

Murong Liuqing remained unharmed, but the tall one on the ground met a tragic fate; originally heavily injured, under the feather attack was directly turned into a pincushion.

The Lightning Bird had already dodged to the distance; confronting the Bird People's life-saving efforts head-on was never wise.

In the distant, the elder and their disciples suffered, still bearing injuries, and targeted by the feather attack, two disciples activated a barrier of Northern Spiritual Energy to fend off the aerial feather assault.

Yet already wounded, their barrier was unable to withstand the feather attack.

The two disciples were all pierced by the feathers, then perished under this rain of feather arrows.

With hands, the elder pulled their disciple, shielding behind their bodies.

The rain of arrows finally ceased, but upon looking up, the two Bird People had already flown into the distance.

Using their wing feathers to attack, while their power is tremendous, remains an act of desperation.

Much like a gecko's tail break, a wasp's sting, it's never a technique of choice.

Presumably, using these feathers for attack inflicted significant harm on their bodies as well.

Now, the ground was a scene of deathly silence, with only three surviving: Ling Zhenfei, Murong Liuqing, and the elder.

The elder, relying on the bodies of two disciples, had warded off the feather attack; losing two disciples, yet the elder still lived.

Ling Zhenfei glanced back at Murong Liuqing and asked, "Are you okay?"

Murong Liuqing nodded, "I'm fine."

She turned to look at the two cultivators beside her, eyes showing a hint of sorrow.