Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 756 - 754: Dominate Instant Kill

Chapter 756: Chapter 754: Dominate Instant Kill

Starforce erupted, filling Xiao Yifeng’s entire body as he swung the Minghong Blade.

Bang!

Thud thud thud!

With a single strike, Xiao Yifeng staggered back dozens of steps, planting the Minghong Blade into the ground and carving out a deep trench. His complexion turned pale, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, feeling as if the blood in his body was boiling.

However, Xiao Yifeng had absorbed the energy from the Witch God Blood, which had made his body incredibly tough. Facing the strike from the Entering Saint Realm opponent, he wasn’t severely injured. Otherwise, if it had been before, he definitely would have coughed up blood.

"How are you?"

At this moment, Little Xue stepped forward, her face filled with concern as she looked at Xiao Yifeng.

"I’m fine."

Xiao Yifeng shook his head.

"Those who blaspheme against the gods shall be punished by the divine!"

That white-robed Archbishop, with the zeal of a devout believer, chanted earnestly while the white scepter in his hand radiated a brilliant light.

Whoosh—the scepter released a sacred white beam filled with terrifying power towards Xiao Yifeng.

Frowning slightly at the aura of the white light, Xiao Yifeng’s eyes flickered with intensity.

At that moment, Little Xue’s eyes narrowed, and suddenly, the void filled with a bone-chilling cold air that rapidly spread out, instantly freezing the white light solid before it dissipated into nothingness.

Seeing this, the Archbishop’s expression changed, his pupils shrinking as he fixated on Little Xue.

"Congeal!"

With a whisper from Little Xue, endless cold air filled the entire space without warning, swiftly spreading out.

In the blink of an eye, the Archbishop was enveloped by the cold, turning into a solid block of ice that exploded into countless tiny fragments.

A mighty Archbishop of the Entering Saint Realm was so effortlessly annihilated—if word of this were to spread to the West, it would undoubtedly shock the entire region.

The remaining two Archbishops and the Blood Clan elites all ceased their fighting at once, their gazes shifting to Little Xue and the icy debris on the ground.

They were all gaping in disbelief, their pupils filled with incomprehension.

For a moment, both the Saint Hall’s and the Blood Clan’s expressions turned extremely grave as their eyes remained glued to Little Xue.

"Who are you? We are..."

One of the Archbishops began to speak, but before he could finish, a surge of icy, piercing cold swept over them.

Then... then he knew nothing more, becoming an ice sculpture without any resistance and then shattering to pieces.

Hiss!

One after another, two Archbishops of the Entering Saint Realm were instantly killed, leaving the remaining Archbishop and the group of Blood Clan elites looking extremely unwell.

"Retreat!"

The Archbishop firmly commanded, leading the several battered Archbishops away from the location.

"Go!"

The group of Blood Clan elites didn’t hesitate either, quickly evacuating the area.

They could tell at a glance that the girl’s strength was unfathomable. If they continued to attack, they might very well be the next to turn into icy debris.

As the group left, Xiao Yifeng also couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, glancing at Little Xue.

If Little Xue hadn’t intervened, he would have been a goner for sure. Yet Little Xue’s power was truly unfathomable and enigmatic. It was hard to believe that she could effortlessly slaughter Saints-level adversaries with just a flick of her hand.

"Could she be from the Celestial Beings Realm?"

Xiao Yifeng glanced at Little Xue, speculating in his heart, yet he found it hard to believe. After all, Little Xue was only in her twenties—if she was a Celestial Beings Realm powerhouse, then Xiao Yifeng felt he might as well bang his head against a wall.

Huh?

Just as Xiao Yifeng was preparing to return to the villa, his brow furrowed again. He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the scene. He saw two middle-aged men in green robes, dressed like people from ancient times, appear before him.

One of the men held a compass that pointed directly at Xiao Yifeng, and both men stared at him.

"The Evil Blade is in your hands!"

The two middle-aged men called out solemnly.

"Evil Blade?"

Hearing their words, a flicker of surprise passed through Xiao Yifeng’s eyes, speculating that they might be referring to the Minghong Blade.

However, no one had recognized the Minghong Blade for so long, and he wondered how these two mysterious men had suddenly appeared and claimed he possessed the Evil Blade.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Yifeng asked, looking at the two men with a grave tone.

"Hand over the Evil Blade and come back to the clan with us!"

One of the middle-aged men said directly to Xiao Yifeng, his voice brooking no refusal.

"I don’t even know who you are, why should I go with you?"

Xiao Yifeng retorted scornfully with a cold snort.

"You don’t have a choice in this matter!"

The middle-aged man spoke coldly, and in a swift movement, his hand turned into a claw and reached towards Xiao Yifeng. His speed was incredibly fast, and in a blink, he was right in front of Xiao Yifeng.

But before he could get any closer, a bone-chilling cold swept over them, instantly enveloping and freezing him into an ice sculpture.

Crash!

With a powerful kick, Xiao Yifeng shattered the ice sculpture, scattering ice fragments all over the ground.

"You..."

Seeing this, the remaining middle-aged man’s face changed, his eyes flickering with surprise as he watched Xiao Yifeng.

"Young man, we are from the Xuanyuan Clan. You’d better not resist, or our clan will not spare you!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, a flash of light shone from his hand, and a Superior Grade Spiritual Sword appeared in his grasp. An aura of terrifying power from the Entering Saint Realm spread from him, and he swept his sword towards Xiao Yifeng.

"Freeze!"

Little Xue whispered softly, her eyes focused. A burst of icy cold emerged from the void, sealing the sword light in ice, and quickly spread out.

The middle-aged man had no chance to dodge as the cold rapidly filled his body, turning him into another ice sculpture, which then also shattered into icy fragments on the ground.

These two mid-aged men of the Entering Saint Realm had no chance to fight back and died just like that, probably without even realizing it themselves.

"Xuanyuan Clan?"

Xiao Yifeng muttered to himself, his eyes shimmering with light.

"Could it be the clan related to the Xuanyuan Sword!"

Xiao Yifeng’s eyes narrowed, his mind racing with speculation, although he had never heard of the Xuanyuan Clan.

But he knew of the Divine Sword Xuanyuan Sword of China. The material left over from forging the Xuanyuan Sword had formed his Minghong Blade, which was essentially from the same origin.

"How did they know I have the Minghong Blade?"

Xiao Yifeng was filled with doubts and felt even more troubled. He had already provoked the immense forces of the Saint Hall and the Blood Clan, and now the Xuanyuan Clan had also emerged to target him.

Moreover, the fact that the clan acted with two powerhouses from the Entering Saint Realm showed that their strength was by no means weak, but rather formidable. Inadvertently attracting the attention of such a strong force was indeed a headache.