He was blasted into dust, his soul annihilated and his life extinguished!
Yang Feng's speed did not stop; he continued to sprint through the air until he reached 3,000 meters, at which point he slowly came to a stop.
His body was covered in bloody wounds, bursting open as his physical body could not withstand the immense energy and superhuman power.
These supernatural abilities all come from low- to mid-level skills in the chaotic memories.
However, on Earth, it would be an unparalleled supernatural power!
Those fiery red wings seemed to blot out the sky, blocking out the rising sun.
Everyone on Mount Everest below was stunned, as if they were witnessing the end of the world.
Because the Temple's enforcers... were wiped out!!
For thousands of years, none of the temple's law enforcement personnel, including elders, have perished, nor have any disciples.
But now there are massive casualties!
"Knock knock knock..."
Yang Feng's heart beat slowly, but eventually stopped due to the immense pressure.
stop.....
it's all over.
His wings vanished into the sky, completely gone.
The flames subsided, and a bloodied body fell from the water, head down and feet up.
His eyes were slightly closed, as if he were at peace.
Today marks the fifteenth day.
That cat's prediction came true.
His body fell from a height of three thousand meters, creating sparks as it fell.
Like a meteorite, it finally crashed heavily onto the edge of Mount Everest.
"boom!"
A huge crater appeared before everyone's eyes, emitting wisps of black smoke.
"Is he... dead?"
"It seems so..."
"I can no longer sense his presence..."
"He... is destined to be famous throughout the world!"
"Atop Mount Everest, a battle of epic proportions! Both perished."
"He perished along with the Temple enforcers!"
The disciples of the martial arts world discussed among themselves, gazing down at the dilapidated body at the foot of the mountain.
Some admired, some regretted, some were shocked, some were disappointed, and some gloated...
"Yang Feng, he's dead..." Su Nan's eyes seemed unfocused as she stared blankly at Yang Feng below, muttering to herself.
“Eh…” Long Zhentian’s throat was dry, and he didn’t know what to say. His old friend would be heartbroken if he knew this news.
"This is necessary, because he has already fallen into the demonic path and will perish sooner or later." A Dragon Group Heavenly Rank expert shook his head and said calmly.
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Chapter 597 The Temple's Pursuit!
At this moment, the temple maid Xiaorou looked down at the dead Yang Feng and said, "Bringing his body back to the temple will definitely be of great use."
"yes!"
The two temple experts quickly headed downwards.
Just then, a long purple rainbow streaked across the horizon.
"A blood-red spear!"
A stunningly beautiful woman, wielding a black spear, shot out in an instant, piercing through two temple experts.
Both perished!
"Who is it?!" Xiao Rou from the Holy Temple looked up at the peerless and enchanting woman in the sky. Her face was filled with endless grief and murderous intent, and she was cold and incomparable.
Those two experts from the Holy Temple had already suffered serious injuries, so they were easily killed.
Otherwise, the demoness wouldn't have been able to kill those two so easily.
She hovered in mid-air, exchanged a glance with Xiao Rou, and quickly moved to Yang Feng's side. A single tear fell from her eye.
Without any hesitation, he quickly picked up Yang Feng's body, soared into the air, and left a long trail in the sky.
Her strength was only at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm, and she was no match for these people.