Starting from crossing the Fengshen

"Your opponent is me."

Yin Qi said lightly, he flipped his palm, seemingly slow but actually fast, in the blink of an eye he slapped out two palms, imprinting on the chests of the two men respectively, and they immediately collapsed.

what!what!
The two third-level monks screamed and flew backwards, blood spurting out.

Their chests collapsed and they were no longer able to survive.

"You dare!"

Sima Changfeng was shocked and angry. He could no longer stand and rushed towards Yin Qi.

He knew that Yin Qi had reached the late third stage, and he also knew that Chen Nan was also at the third stage, so he specially brought five third-stage masters, and all of them were at the late third stage, enough to surround and kill Yin Qi and the other two.

It turned out that the two late third-stage warriors had no power to resist Yin Qi at all.

This means that the opponent is at least level four or above.

As for the fifth level.

This is of course impossible, because there is no 20-year-old fifth-level strongman in the world.

"Fire Wind Slash!"

Sima Changfeng shouted loudly, he jumped up, and slashed down with the sword in his hand, creating a blood-red sword energy that was more than ten meters long, emitting an extremely sharp murderous aura. The sword wind was whistling, captivating people.

The moment Sima Changfeng made his move, the surrounding soldiers retreated one after another.

A sharp sound of breaking air came, but Yin Qi did not dodge. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched towards the sword energy that was more than ten meters away.

Sonorous!

The fist force hit the blood-colored sword energy, and it actually made a sound like a huge iron sword. Then the blood-colored sword energy shattered and turned into a powerful shock wave that swept in all directions, blowing away everyone around.

"what!"

Sima Changfeng exclaimed, his eyes first showing disbelief, then fear.

He is at the peak of the fourth level and is also a veteran on the battlefield.

His hateful attack was actually broken by a single punch, which meant that the opponent was at least at the peak of the fourth level, or possibly even a fifth level expert.

Looking at Sima Changfeng who was about to fall to the ground, Yin Qi took a big step forward.

This step was more than ten meters, as if he had directly passed through the space and arrived in front of Sima Changfeng. Then Yin Qi raised his index finger and poked it towards Sima Changfeng.

It was the Dark Emperor’s finger.

This unique skill from the Yangshen world is extremely powerful and has already been evolved to the extreme by Yin Qi.

He pointed a finger with such powerful force that it seemed to be able to tear through the space, and in an instant it stabbed in front of Sima Changfeng. In an emergency, Sima Changfeng had no way to avoid it and could only hold the sword horizontally in front of him.

Pfft!

Like piercing a newspaper, Yin Qi's index finger pierced the sword.

The finger force burst out and penetrated into Sima Changfeng's Tanzhong acupoint.

snort!
Sima Changfeng groaned, his whole body stiffened, and his eyes showed horror and despair.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at the sword that was pierced by a finger. Blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. His voice was filled with grief, anger and despair: "You are actually level five!"

This is a peerless powerful person of the fifth level.

There are no more than ten people in the entire Chu State, and all of them are famous celebrities.

But Yin Qi is only twenty years old.

If he knew that Yin Qi was a fifth-level expert, he would not seek revenge even if he was beaten to death, and he would not come here in person.

"what!"

The soldiers around him also looked terrified.

However, in the blink of an eye, their almost invincible general was killed, and they were also told that Yin Qi was actually a fifth-level strong man, which frightened them to death.

Some people turned around and ran away, but there were also die-hard fans of Sima Changfeng.

"General!"

They cried out in grief, gave up on Chen Nan, and launched a death charge towards Yin Qi.

Yin Qi snorted coldly, his body shook, and violent power instantly burst out, rushing in all directions, instantly knocking all the people rushing towards him away, and they all spurted blood.

As for the person who escaped, he did not chase him, but looked towards the sky above the canyon on the left, and saw a man in a black robe and a ghost mask floating down.

"Fifth level! Yin Qi, your talent is really scary." The ghost-faced man's voice was hoarse. Because he was wearing a ghost mask, only his cold and ruthless eyes could be seen.

"Who are you and why do you want to keep me?"

Yin Qi looked indifferent.

Chen Nan had already retreated silently. In the next fifth-level battle, he couldn't even get close.

The ghost-faced man said, "Follow me and you will be spared death."

Yin Qi snorted and said, "Follow you and become your slave, refining medicine and weapons day and night? If I'm right, you should be a royal servant. I was originally thinking of a little bit of affection, but it seems that I won't need it in the future."

"Originally, Chen Nan could have been saved, but you destroyed his life."

The ghost-faced man's eyes turned cold.

Although there is no direct answer, the answer is already obvious.

Although Yin Qi is at the fifth level, there are still differences in levels among those at the fifth level. His cultivation at the late fifth level is enough to give him the confidence to say such words.

No matter how powerful Yin Qi is, he is probably only at the early fifth level.

"Shameless talk!"

Yin Qi snorted coldly and attacked directly.

He took a big step forward and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of the ghost-faced man.

He used his palm as a knife and chopped down at the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man's cold eyes suddenly shrank, and a look of fear flashed across their faces. He felt that what was chopped down at him was not a palm, but a peerless divine sword, emitting a terrifying sword intent that seemed to tear apart his soul.

The surrounding space also solidified in an instant, and he seemed to have fallen into an endless domain of swords, unable to move at all.

"drink!"

The ghost-faced man was shocked and frightened, no longer as calm as before.

He shouted suddenly, and black energy surged throughout his body, like an erupting volcano. The terrifying momentum swept in all directions. Then he punched forward, with his fist wrapped in black energy.

Sonorous!

The palm blade slashed down, as if it was hitting metal, and the fist force shattered violently.

The ghost-faced man groaned and retreated repeatedly. A large stream of blood spilled from his right fist. There were deep bloodstains on each of his four fingers, and the white finger bones could be seen inside.

Taking advantage of the victory, Yin Qi took another step forward and chopped down with another palm knife.

There are no moves, just a simple chop.

"kill!"

The ghost-faced man shouted, with madness in his eyes.

In the face of life and death crisis, he exploded madly, using secret techniques to improve himself. An even more powerful aura burst out from his body, and then he put his fingers together to form a sword and stabbed towards Yin Qi's palm.

call out!
A black finger pierced through the void and hit Yin Qi's palm, causing Yin Qi's movements to pause and he couldn't help but take a step back because the opponent burst out with the combat power of the peak fifth level.

"die!"

The ghost-faced man shouted loudly, his eyes cold.

He pounced towards Yin Qi like a demon out of a cage, his claws dancing with thousands of shadows.

He originally thought that this mission was just a formality, to snatch Yin Qi from Sima Changfeng, but he didn't expect that Yin Qi had already reached the fifth level of cultivation, and was so powerful that he was forced to use his secret technique.

He was already old, and if he were to use his secret technique again, he probably wouldn't have many years left to live.

Thinking of this, he felt very angry.

"Behead the clown!"

Yin Qi shouted.

A hunting knife appeared in his hand, and then he chopped it down.

"The sword rules the eight wastelands!"

The sword controls the world, it is extremely strong and fierce, with great force and hefty impact.

He chopped down with his sword, and it seemed that he could even break the world apart, carrying a tremendous force that could destroy everything. (End of this chapter)