81: Terrifying combat power, Fengling Master died

Palms dancing, the first palm of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, Proud Dragon Repents.

Instantly, a sharp palm wind struck out, and in the faint distance, the roar of a Dragon sounded.

"Is this the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms? Are you from the Beggars Sect? What is your relationship with the Beggar Clan Leader?" Abbess Fengling's face changed as she asked coldly.

"Heh... why don't you guess?"

Duan Zhengchun sneered, his hands not pausing for even a moment.

He executed the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms one after another.

Proud Dragon Repents, Flying Dragon in the Sky, Dragon Appearing in the Field... Dragon Battling in the Wilderness.

By the time the fifteenth palm was executed, Abbess Fengling was directly knocked back by the force.

Duan Zhengchun had no intention of stopping there.

To pull up the grass by the roots, once he killed Abbess Fengling, the Emei Sect would no longer be a concern.

Abbess Fengling grew more alarmed as the fight progressed; she possessed the strength of a Great Grandmaster Middle Stage, yet the opponent, who was only a Peak Grandmaster, could force her back with palm strength alone.

"The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms truly deserves its reputation as the world's number one palm technique; its power is indeed extraordinary."

"Since you are unwilling to reveal your identity, do not blame me for being merciless."

After Abbess Fengling finished speaking, she reached out with a beckoning motion.

Instantly, the heavenly sword in Jing Xuan's hand was sucked into her grasp.

"Clang..."

With a crisp ring of the blade, the heavenly sword was out.

Duan Zhengchun used the Wading in Rippling Waters Technique to dodge the sharp sword strike and reached out to grab Abbess Fengling's wrist.

Abbess Fengling turned her wrist, the heavenly sword carving a circle as it slashed back toward Duan Zhengchun's wrist.

However, Duan Zhengchun did not dodge this time; looking at Abbess Fengling's sword move, a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's movement, a cold sneer appeared on Abbess Fengling's face.

Disdain filled her heart; he was still young after all, far too arrogant.

Just as the heavenly sword was about to strike Duan Zhengchun's wrist, his wrist suddenly glowed with golden light.

"Clang..."

The sound of clashing metal rang out; the heavenly sword was actually blocked.

"Iron Cloth Shirt?" Abbess Fengling was startled; she was about to change her move, but it was already too late.

Duan Zhengchun's hand had already gripped her wrist.

Just as she was about to exert force to shake off Duan Zhengchun's hand, she suddenly discovered a terrifying suction force emanating from his palm.

At the same time, her Internal Energy poured out uncontrollably.

"Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy?"

Instantly, Abbess Fengling made a decisive choice, releasing her grip on the heavenly sword while simultaneously reaching for it with her left hand.

She slashed toward the wrist—but this time, she wasn't aiming for Duan Zhengchun's wrist, but her own.

"Pfft..."

Blood splattered instantly as Duan Zhengchun's hand was left holding a severed hand.

He was surprised by Abbess Fengling's decisiveness; in just a split second, she had made such a resolute decision.

A brave man cuts his wrist; she was a nun cutting her wrist.

No one expected the battle to turn so quickly.

Jing Xuan, Zhou Zhiruo, and Ding Minjun never imagined that with their Grandmaster personally taking action and with the heavenly sword in hand, taking down Tang Hao would be anything but a matter of minutes.

Yet they didn't expect that in an instant, their Grandmaster would cut off her own wrist.

"Grandmaster..."

"Grandmaster..."

Jing Xuan and Zhou Zhiruo cried out and were about to rush forward, but they were stopped by Abbess Fengling raising her hand.

Abbess Fengling quickly tapped several points on her shoulder, sealing her acupoints to help stop the bleeding.

Her face had also turned deathly pale.

Abbess Fengling stared intently at Duan Zhengchun.

"Who exactly are you? Why do you know the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms? And why the Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy? Are you from the Star Constellation Sect?" Abbess Fengling asked in an icy tone.

"Star Constellation Sect? Just a trash School, is it even worthy of me joining?" Duan Zhengchun looked disdainful.

"Then what is the deal with your Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy?" Abbess Fengling said coldly.

"Heh, what does that have to do with you? Besides, I haven't Cultivated the Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy," Duan Zhengchun sneered.

"Impossible, what you just used was the Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy."

"The Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy is the unique martial art of the Star Constellation Sect. Do you still dare to say you have no connection with them?" Abbess Fengling said coldly.

"This only shows your shallow knowledge. Indeed, in the Emei Sect, only the Ancestral Master Guo Xiang was decent; not a single one of the Disciples under her is any good."

"Just because you haven't seen it, does that mean it doesn't exist? I really don't know how you've lived this long," Duan Zhengchun sneered.

"Boy, you're looking for death..." Abbess Fengling's face was pale as she instantly slashed the heavenly sword at Duan Zhengchun.

"Grandmaster..."

Jing Xuan suddenly stepped forward and pulled Abbess Fengling back.

She could already see that her Grandmaster's strength was likely no match for Duan Zhengchun.

Right now, only Duan Zhengchun had taken action, while the others had not yet moved.

If the others were to act as well, then today they would likely face a truly grim fate.

"What are you trying to do? Let go," Abbess Fengling said coldly.

Abbess Fengling's aura shook, and Jing Xuan was directly knocked back several steps by the vibration.

After shaking off Jing Xuan, Abbess Fengling charged directly at Duan Zhengchun.

Seeing Abbess Fengling rushing to her doom like this, Duan Zhengchun showed no mercy.

Using the Wading in Rippling Waters Technique, his figure turned into a series of afterimages, instantly appearing behind Abbess Fengling.

He extended his palm and struck Abbess Fengling directly on the back.

As the Northern Darkness Divine Art circulated wildly, Abbess Fengling's Internal Energy poured out frantically.

This time, Abbess Fengling tried to circulate her Internal Energy to shake off Duan Zhengchun, but to her horror, she found that she was actually unable to do so.

Previously, Duan Zhengchun hadn't intended to kill Abbess Fengling; however, he hadn't expected her to be so stubborn.

Even in this state, she still wanted to kill him.

Then she could not blame himself for being Ruthless.

He directly circulated the Northern Darkness Divine Art with full force.

Therefore, this time Abbess Fengling had no way to break free.

Seeing this scene, Jing Xuan, Zhou Zhiruo, and Ding Minjun's faces instantly turned deathly pale with fear.

"Grandmaster..."

Jing Xuan cried out and lunged with her sword toward Duan Zhengchun.

However, just as she moved, someone was faster than her, blocking her path as a palm wind struck her head-on.

The long sword in Jing Xuan's hand was directly slapped away by the opponent's palm.

Then the palm force struck Jing Xuan's chest directly, and she was sent flying while spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Zhiruo's sword also stabbed toward the person who had acted, who was none other than The Two Elders of Xuanming.

At this time, Duan Zhengchun was dealing with Abbess Fengling, so they naturally couldn't allow anyone to ambush him.

"Humph, a few little girls dare to ambush our son-in-law? You're looking for death," Crane Brush Elder said coldly.

"Release my Senior Sister!" Zhou Zhiruo shouted delicately as she rushed forward.

However, her strength was on par with Jing Xuan's, being only at the Peak Second-rate level. She hadn't even reached the Xiantian Realm.

How could she be a match for The Two Elders of Xuanming, who were in the Grandmaster Realm?

She was taken down in just one encounter, and Ding Minjun was completely terrified by the scene before her.

She didn't dare to act at all; not only did she not act, but she turned around and fled.

"Senior Sister, you..." Zhou Zhiruo looked at the fleeing Ding Minjun with a look of disbelief on her face.

She hadn't expected Ding Minjun to run away at a time like this.

Her heart was filled with anger and disappointment.

However, in the next second, a figure blocked Ding Minjun's path, a long sword held directly across her shoulder.

With this, the other Emei Sect Disciples didn't dare to make any reckless moves either.

At this time, Duan Zhengchun also finished; Abbess Fengling directly slumped to the ground, her face pale and her body limp and powerless.