Chapter 351
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Chapter 351: Ferocity Unbounded!
“Bang!”Wang Qin’s body was like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground in a heartbreaking sight. He kept screaming in agony as his right arm felt limp, as if all the bones were completely shattered.
Wang Qin’s fist was covered in fresh blood. His bones were shattered, and the flesh and bone had been completely pulverized. White bones intermingled with the flesh and skin that had burst open, making it hard to look at and sending chills down the spine!
Looking at such a scene, everyone was stunned.
An inner disciple had been hit so hard in just one move.
Xu Jiahui and the others were dumbstruck; nobody had expected such a result.
Teng Ming was also stunned, staring at the scene, his expression frozen for a long time.
“Ah…”The piercing screams and cries brought everyone back to reality, and their faces changed drastically.
“The kid is weird! Senior brothers, come on, let’s go together!”Teng Ming shouted quickly, startling everyone and roaring for action, but his own footsteps involuntarily stepped back.
“Oh… go ahead and kill that kid! Kill!”Wang Qin screamed miserably and struggled to get up, with fresh blood in his mouth, terrifyingly so.
His entire arm was destroyed, reduced to a pile of fleshy powder, and there was no chance it could be restored. How would he use a sword in the future? It was as if his life was ruined.
“Shoo shoo shoo…”Upon Teng Ming and Wang Qin’s loud cries, the remaining eight inner disciples snapped out of it, each biting their teeth as swords appeared in their hands.
The swords were filled with radiant splendor, radiating a powerful aura and extraordinary levels, not ordinary at all.
“This kid is too strange! Let’s kill him together!”Some young men shouted heavily, their swords shining in their hands.
“Buzz…”Suddenly, eight figures rapidly surrounded Su Yi in an encircling formation.
Eight treasured swords glowed, and the breath of the eighth grade of the Yuan Xuan Realm spread out and congregated, making it quite imposing.
“Wheeze, wheeze, wheeze…”Eight sword Qi shot out fiercely, sweeping the sky and enveloping Su Yi.
Eight inner disciples attacked at the same time, overwhelming Su Yi.
This made Xu Jiahui and the others look dignified again, unable to help worrying about Su Yi.
Eight sword Qi surged in simultaneously, surrounding him on all sides.
Su Yi stood in the middle, his black hair dancing to his shoulders, a chill growing stronger.
These so-called inner disciples were really arrogant.
Eight people attacked at once, with full force; they wanted to kill him!
Wow, they really didn’t think it a big deal to kill an outer disciple. It’s just the law of the jungle—such is life!
“Buzz!”A surge of vitality filled Su Yi’s three-foot-long sword, and suddenly a dense light spread all over the blade. An icy air swept through, causing the temperature around them to suddenly drop.
“Iced Shadows Sword Style, Ice Shadow Strike!”
At the same time, a white light burst out of Su Yi’s eyes. His palms held the long sword, and in an instant, sword rays burst out in all directions.
“Swoosh… Swoosh…”The sword rays converged and formed a blooming sword flower right above Su Yi’s head, its icy breath shining fiercely!
“Clang clang clang…”Sword lights collided, and the sound of metal clashing suddenly filled the air, sparks flying everywhere.
The dense sword lights constantly clashed, giving off an intimidating aura.
“Ding dong, ding dong…”In just a moment, swords were drawn and flew far off.
Sword lights shattered, eight figures projected out, and when the people were still mid-air, they already “puff puff” spat blood.
Bloody mist sprayed, and eight figures scattered. Their hair was disheveled, their robes tattered, their bodies cut open and bleeding profusely, with white bones protruding in some places.
“Ah…”Eight people wailed in distress, suffering severe injuries, each as if they had been pierced with a dozen swords. Their wounds were grave, leaving them barely breathing and crying out in misery.
Everyone was dumbfounded; the whole place was completely stunned.
Xu Jiahui was shocked beyond words, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Su Yi’s three-foot-long sword dripped with blood. His eyes blazed with a cold light radiating. Without looking back at those lying on the ground screaming in agony, he raised his sword and walked towards Teng Ming.
These so-called inner disciples of Divine Sword School were only at the third or fourth grade of Yuan Xuan Realm cultivation, no match for Su Yi’s current strength.
Although Su Yi held back a lot, he was terribly angry and ready to give an absolute shock.
Without bloodshed, there would be no real deterrent!
“What do you want to do? My brother is about to become a direct disciple soon! If you mess with me, my brother won’t let you get away with it…”
Teng Ming, shaking in fear, stared at Su Yi as he approached. His fear-filled gaze trembled, and as he quickly backed away, he shouted at the forty outer disciples still in shock, “What are you all doing just standing there? Quickly, kill that kid together! I’ll take responsibility for it. Hurry up!”
The forty outer disciples stared at each other, looking at the inner disciples such as Teng Ming and Wang Qin, who were screaming and lying on the ground, then looking at Su Yi, who looked like a war god at that moment.
No one dared step forward. Instead, they all retreated involuntarily.
“Whatever you want to do, my brother won’t let you get away with it…”Teng Ming was filled with fear, his body trembling as he watched Su Yi approach. A wave of overwhelming dread emanated from his core.
He thought, with so many inner disciples, that kid was doomed.
He never expected the result to be so drastically different from what he had anticipated.
“This kick is for Jiahui, to pay you back!”
When Su Yi arrived in front of Teng Ming, his gaze was stern, and he kicked Teng Ming directly.
“Bang!”The kick was unavoidable. A thud was heard as Su Yi’s foot solidly connected with Teng Ming’s stomach.
“Ah…”With a shrill, ear-piercing shriek, Teng Ming’s body suddenly shook and flew, smashing onto the ground. He spat fresh blood, held his stomach, and rolled in pain, screaming endlessly.
“What you paid last time was not enough! This time it won’t happen!”
Su Yi stood over Teng Ming, who was screaming and rolling on the ground. The three-foot-long sword in his hand then slashed down.
“Swoosh…”Swordlight slashed out, magnified in Teng Ming’s pupils, and his right arm, wrapped in bandages, was cut off at the shoulder, spraying blood everywhere.
“Ah…”Teng Ming screamed painfully. Beneath the intense pain, his vision went dark, and he suddenly fell unconscious.
Everyone’s eyes trembled. That young man was truly ruthless and merciless in his actions.
“What else does he need to do?”Suddenly, someone couldn’t help but tremble. They saw that boy, with the air of a war god, walking towards the inner disciples lying on the ground.
