Chapter 73 Jin Daoming: A Despairing Moment!

High above, Liu Qingcang and Li Feng knew that further words were useless.

For such reckless madmen who did not know when to die, only the most absolute power, crushing them completely into dust, was the best response.

"Further words are useless. Let us strike together and wipe these three ignorant things, along with that mansion, from this world!" Liu Qingcang snorted coldly, no longer wasting words.

"As you command!" Li Feng replied respectfully.

Terrifying killing intent erupted simultaneously in both their eyes; they no longer held anything back.

Liu Qingcang curled his five fingers into a claw and grabbed through the air. A giant hand formed from blood-red baleful energy appeared out of thin air, carrying the might to tear heaven and earth apart as it clawed down directly toward Ye Haocheng and his two companions!

Li Feng formed hand seals, and a pitch-black beam of death shot from his fingertips. It was silent, yet contained a terrifying power that annihilated all life, aiming straight for Ye Haocheng's heart!

The combined strike of two experts in the late Martial Saint Realm was truly terrifying!

The sky above the entire Tianxuan City was churned by this power, causing the winds and clouds to change color.

The cultivators below were scared out of their wits and retreated rapidly, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath and end up with no bones left.

However, looking at the heaven-destroying attack rushing toward him, Ye Haocheng's expression remained unchanged, and he did not even move a single step.

He simply said in a voice that was almost a whisper, calmly: "Old Jin, do it."

Jin Daoming, who had been standing beside him the whole time, suddenly opened his half-closed eyes upon hearing these words.

He took a step forward indifferently.

This step seemed slow, but it appeared to cross the distance of space, instantly blocking the path in front of Ye Haocheng.

Facing the blood-red giant claw and the death beam capable of easily destroying a mountain range, Jin Daoming merely raised his right hand in an unremarkable manner and gave a gentle wave.

There was no earth-shattering energy collision, nor any deafening explosion.

That terrifying attack, which would have brought despair to ninety-nine percent of the cultivators present, under Jin Daoming's seemingly casual wave, dissolved and disintegrated silently like snow under the sun, turning into the most primitive spiritual energy of heaven and earth, vanishing without a trace.

Calm and composed, handling the heavy as if it were light.

This scene caused the pupils of Liu Qingcang and Li Feng, who were high above, to shrink suddenly!

It also plunged all the cultivators watching from below into a deathly silence!

And this was merely the beginning.

The instant he neutralized the attack, Jin Daoming's figure vanished from the spot with a "swish."

He did not even cause the slightest spatial fluctuation; he just vanished into thin air as if he had never existed.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived high above like a ghost, standing before Liu Qingcang, Li Feng, and First Prince Qi Jia, no more than ten zhang away from them.

Alarm bells rang wildly in the hearts of Liu Qingcang and Li Feng, and every hair on their bodies stood on end instantly!

They had not even seen how the other party had come up!

"Who are you?" Liu Qingcang suppressed the shock in his heart and stared fixedly at Jin Daoming before him, asking in a deep voice.

From the moment the other party had easily neutralized the combined strike from him and Li Feng, he had already realized that this person was actually the most terrifying existence among the three!

Jin Daoming slowly raised his eyes.

Those golden eyes were now filled with indifference, devoid of any emotion.

He swept a calm glance at Liu Qingcang and Li Feng.

He spoke indifferently, his voice as calm as an ancient well: "Stop wasting words. Hurry up and attack."

Arrogant!

Too arrogant!

This sentence instantly ignited the fury of Liu Qingcang and Li Feng, these two long-renowned Martial Saint Realm experts.

When had they ever received such contempt?

"You are courting death!"

"Kill!"

Both were simultaneously enraged and no longer held anything back for testing.

Their majestic aura erupted from within their bodies without reservation, like two awakening volcanoes.

A flash of light appeared in Liu Qingcang's hand, and the Army-Breaking Divine Spear, which had drunk the blood of countless experts, was suddenly in his grasp.

The spear thrust out like a dragon, and streaks of blood-red spear shadows tore through the long sky, forming a domain of death that enveloped Jin Daoming.

Li Feng sacrificed a pitch-black short blade, which was filled with ghastly ghost energy.

He unleashed his divine ability, and countless shrill, resentful spirits flew out from the short blade, forming a ghost domain that overlapped with Liu Qingcang's spear domain, vowing to devour Jin Daoming's soul along with him!

However, the person they were facing was Jin Daoming.

Li Feng's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Martial Saint Realm, which, in Jin Daoming's eyes, was no different from an ant.

And while Marquis of Divine Spear Liu Qingcang was also at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm like Jin Daoming, there was a world of difference between them.

Jin Daoming was a top-tier expert who had undergone three heavenly thunder temperings and successfully passed the Three-Turn Thunder Tribulation; he was far from comparable to an ordinary peak Martial Saint like Liu Qingcang, who had not even successfully passed a single thunder tribulation.

The gap in strength between the two was so huge that it was despairing.

Facing the heaven-destroying combined attack of the two, Jin Daoming did not even reveal his true form as a Golden Winged Peng, and that powerful nine-winged mysterious light fan did not even move.

He simply extended his right hand and casually struck out a few palms toward the sky full of spear shadows and endless resentful spirits.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Each palm strike seemed to contain the ultimate principles of the Great Dao; they appeared slow, yet they arrived first despite being launched later.

The first palm strike shattered the sky-filling blood-red spear shadows inch by inch.

The second palm strike caused thousands of wailing resentful spirits to turn to ash.

The third palm strike was imprinted with extreme precision onto Li Feng's chest.

"Puff!"

Li Feng's prideful protective holy energy was as thin as a cicada's wing before this palm strike.

He spat out a massive mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments, his chest collapsed entirely, and his body fell powerlessly from high above like a kite with a broken string, his life or death unknown.

In just three moves, an expert at the seventh level of the Martial Saint Realm was defeated!

Although Marquis of Divine Spear Liu Qingcang was stronger than Li Feng, he was also in a miserable state at this moment.

After dealing with Li Feng, Jin Daoming brought his fingers together like a sword and slashed casually.

A seemingly ordinary crimson-gold sword qi streaked across the sky, and Liu Qingcang used all his might to block with his spear held horizontally.

With a crisp "clang!"