"knew."
Yang Feng's eyes were very serious. The opponent he was facing this time was the strongest he had ever faced. Even Ye Aotian was no match for him. Therefore, he had to be cautious and treat this as a training opportunity for himself.
Only through hardship can one become a master.
Otherwise, simply focusing on improving strength without gaining practical combat experience is useless.
"Where is he! Get out here for me!" The Flame Emperor's clone was furious. If it weren't for the fact that clones couldn't use their divine sense, he would already know where Yang Feng was hiding.
He frantically attacked the surroundings with flames, causing the main hall to tremble violently each time. It was clear how much the Flame Emperor hated the Chaos Beast.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The massive attack created a shockwave that, like a towering wave, instantly sent Yang Feng flying. He barely managed to regain his footing in a safe spot.
A metallic taste was about to burst from Yang Feng's throat, and his body felt like it was churning inside him, making him extremely uncomfortable. Hidden fifty meters behind the Flame Emperor's clone, he quickly mobilized his spiritual power to repair himself.
As expected of a cultivator at the Dragon Transformation Realm, he is truly too powerful. Even a mere aftershock was enough to overwhelm Yang Feng.
If it had hit me directly, I probably would have perished.
"Found it! There's a weak point at the back of his neck. Use all your strength to attack that spot. You must hit it in one strike, or either he dies or we perish!" Chaos's divine sense found a gap at the back of the Flame Emperor's clone's neck, which was a breakthrough point.
It can deliver a fatal blow!
"I understand without you saying it." Yang Feng replied calmly, slowly taking out the Flame Sword from his storage space. His eyes blazed with endless killing intent. He pushed forward with his heels and instantly charged forward, combining it with a hidden killing move.
In an instant, Yang Feng arrived behind the Yan Emperor's neck, raised the Flame Sword with all his might, and thrust it fiercely.
"when!"
However, just two centimeters from the back of the neck, the sword suddenly stopped, unable to go any further.
Seeing this, Yang Feng frowned, feeling extremely annoyed. He hadn't expected that the Flame Sword would recognize its master and prevent him from using his weapon to kill it.
"A sword is meant to be used. The idea of man and sword becoming one is nonexistent in my hands. A sword is merely for killing. Break!"
Yang Feng mobilized the chaotic power flowing from within his body, instantly wrapping it around the flaming sword, causing it to clang wildly.
"Whoosh!"
The flaming sword trembled incessantly before finally piercing the back of the Flame Emperor's neck and passing right through it.
"ah!"
The avatar of Emperor Yan felt intense pain and trembled. Its massive body collapsed to the ground, its eyes filled with resentment as it looked at Yang Feng in mid-air.
"How is this possible? You actually used my Flame Sword... You... I won't let you get away with this... Uh..."
In the end, this clone of Emperor Yan turned to ashes and sank to the floor.
Yang Feng slowly descended from the sky, his gaze filled with cold arrogance. He raised his hand and gently stroked the flaming sword, coldly saying, "From now on, you can only recognize me. Your master is now dead, understand..."
The Flame Sword trembled slightly, emitting a buzzing sound.
It was afraid, afraid of that pure, chaotic power it had just witnessed.
In the end, the Flame Sword had no choice but to accept that from now on, it could only fight and kill this person.
The battle ended, and the powerful aftershocks dissipated.
All the martial artists outside had recovered and were no longer under pressure from the aftershocks, so they began to take action and search for Shennong's legacy.
"call……"
Yang Feng sat down on the floor, put the Flame Sword into his storage ring, closed his eyes slightly, and began to rest for a while.
Just then, two stunningly beautiful women suddenly entered the main hall outside. They stood gracefully at the entrance and looked at Yang Feng, who was sitting in the center of the hall.
"Senior sister, who is he? Could he be the young man who came in earlier?" Linghu Shasha looked at Yang Feng with surprise and asked.
"Hmm, it should be him..."
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 426 A Familiar Feeling
"Let's go take a look. Hopefully, that worldly young man can exchange the Shennong Materia Medica with us." Bai Xia sighed softly and walked lightly to Yang Feng's side.
Their task was simply to obtain the complete version of the Shennong Bencao Jing (Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica); as for other items, they could take them if they could.
"Hello, sir, could you tell us whether you have taken the Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica, or where it is? We can offer you something of equal value in exchange."
Bai Xia remained calm, standing still as she looked at Yang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and asked softly.
However, Yang Feng did not react at all, and continued to sit in meditation to absorb the spiritual energy around him, strengthening and consolidating the spiritual energy in his dantian.
He sensed that the woman meant him no harm, so he ignored her.
"Senior sister, I think this person probably has the Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica and is just sitting here pretending not to know anything. Why don't we arrest him and interrogate him? Otherwise, he will definitely not answer our questions."
At this moment, Linghu Shasha, who was standing to the side, saw that Yang Feng was ignoring the two of them. Without saying anything, their stunning looks alone were enough to make any man's heart flutter.
She always gets a 100% head-turning rate; she's practically a fairy from heaven.
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense."