Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 125 - 0125: Fierce Battle! (2nd update)

Chapter 125: Chapter 0125: Fierce Battle! (2nd update)

It’s not that Ye Qingfeng wanted to show off; it was just when he landed beside the Little Monk and the Little Beauty.

He could feel that the two seemed to have fought earlier, expending a considerable amount of spiritual power, and they seemed to have suffered some minor injuries.

"Amitabha, the Benefactor has a good heart..."

The Little Monk smiled foolishly.

Mu Yaoyao also glanced at Ye Qingfeng with her beautiful eyes.

She hadn’t expected that this guy who seemed to take advantage of the situation would actually take on the three Intermediate War Master guards.

"Kill!!"

Five guards charged forward, leaving Ye Qingfeng with no way to avoid them. Holding a longsword, he stepped forward using the Phantom Body Technique and launched at them.

"Benefactor, please put down your weapon."

The Little Monk, holding a string of prayer beads, spoke to the guard in front of him.

"Little Monk, you should say a passage from the Rebirth Scripture for yourself!"

Sword light flashed as a guard swung a long knife at the Little Monk.

"Amitabha."

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, the prayer beads in the Little Monk’s hands emitted a yellow light, and he presented his prayer beads with both hands.

Immediately, a strong wave of spiritual power surged forth, blocking the guard’s long knife.

The fact that the prayer beads lit up indicated that the Little Monk had reached the War Master Realm.

Ye Qingfeng was also surprised that, although the Little Monk looked younger than himself, he had already broken through to the War Master Realm.

However, what surprised Ye Qingfeng even more was Mu Yaoyao.

She hadn’t reached the War Master Realm, yet she was suppressing the guard she was fighting against.

Especially as Mu Yaoyao swung a longsword in her hand, as transparent as autumn water.

The sword seemed to be engraved with complex patterns, clearly not an ordinary weapon.

"Kid, you’re blocking the three of us and still have time to worry about others? Isn’t that a bit too arrogant?"

The head guard, strong as a black ox, looked at Ye Qingfeng with a disdainful expression.

"You’re just the Xia Family’s guards; is it necessary to throw away your lives for Xia Moxuan, that second-generation scoundrel?"

Ye Qingfeng remarked lightly.

"Throw away our lives? Kid, you really have a big mouth."

The head guard sneered as if he had heard a joke.

"Brother Hei, finish this kid soon! His spiritual power fluctuations seem to be only at the warrior level."

The guard beside the leader said coldly, staring at Ye Qingfeng.

"Break him for me!"

The head guard’s mouth curled into a cruel smile.

Then, the two guards flanked Ye Qingfeng, with the head guard in the center, forming a triangle as they surrounded him.

As they got closer to Ye Qingfeng, the three suddenly accelerated at the same time.

In perfect unison, they drew the long knives from their bodies and slashed at Ye Qingfeng.

Three sword lights sealed off Ye Qingfeng’s escape routes; it was clear the three had cooperated before.

"Since I can’t dodge, then I’ll face it head-on."

Ye Qingfeng gripped the longsword tightly, letting spiritual power surge from within and into the weapon.

"Get lost!"

Ye Qingfeng roared, swinging the longsword as if it were a blade towards the three incoming sword lights.

"Boom!"

A thunderous blast echoed from the point of contact with the sword lights, shaking everyone’s eardrums.

Feeling the impact of the collision, the head guard was deeply shocked.

Never did he expect that this kid, who hadn’t even reached the War Master Realm, could withstand their combined assault without suffering.

"Brother Hei, this kid has brute strength!"

"Don’t give him a chance to catch his breath; using such power must consume a lot of spiritual power. Once his spiritual power is depleted, he’ll be a fish on the chopping block."

The head guard remarked as he attacked Ye Qingfeng again.

"Brother Hei is right; this kid must have some strength-enhancing martial arts technique to withstand the three of us."

The remaining two guards exchanged a glance, thinking this was the only plausible explanation.

"Hmph! Just the right time to test what state I can reach without using martial arts."

Facing the three guards attacking again, Ye Qingfeng smirked.

He had no intention of dodging, gripping the longsword as he clashed with them head-on.

It was pure physical strength.

However, considering the opponents were three intermediate War Master Martial Artists, Ye Qingfeng didn’t overestimate himself, using the Phantom Body Technique underfoot at all times.

As soon as he clashed once, he used the Phantom Body Technique to break away from the battle circle, never allowing them to gang up on him.

Back and forth they went; although Ye Qingfeng was under siege from the three, he was always able to hold them off without advantage.

"Xia Moxuan, with such commotion here, won’t it attract some high-level demon beasts?"

Tang Xianxian looked worriedly at the three active battle circles, voicing her concern.

Especially as it neared nightfall in the Monster Beast Desolate City, the time when the demon beasts were most active.

Such a commotion in this place would surely attract quite a few demon beasts.

"Don’t worry, Qianqian, we can finish the fight soon enough."

Although Xia Moxuan agreed with Tang Xianxian’s concern.

If it was only high-level demon beasts, there might still be a chance of escape. But if a large group of demon beasts was attracted, then there would be no remains left.

This was Xia Moxuan’s greatest concern.

So, after pondering for a moment, Xia Moxuan gave a nod to Qu Feng next to him.

"Boom!"

After another collision, Ye Qingfeng used the rebound force to pull back a few meters.

His peripheral vision caught the sight of the Little Monk and Mu Yaoyao unharmed, easing his mind.

"Still have time to focus on the other battle circles, eh? But too bad, by the time those two free themselves, you’ll already be a corpse."

The head guard sneered, assuming Ye Qingfeng was biding time for rescue.

"Brother Hei, finish this kid soon! It seems the others can’t hold on much longer."

The guard beside him expressed concern, looking towards the battle circle of the Little Monk and Mu Yaoyao.

"What a pity! I wanted to have some fun."

Saying this, the guard known as Brother Hei focused his eyes, spiritual power surging violently, sending leaves swirling in the sky from nearby trees.

At the same time, the guard’s long knife in his hand glowed with a white light.

The other two guards, seeing this, also unleashed their full spiritual power.

Three long knives glowing with white light aimed directly at Ye Qingfeng, their overwhelming spiritual power locking onto him.

"Kill!"

The head guard roared, the three charged directly at Ye Qingfeng.

"Perhaps I won’t be needed after all."

Qu Feng approached the battle circle of Ye Qingfeng and co, smiling slightly.

"Hey, Little Monk, that cold-faced piece of wood seems about to be besieged and killed."

After all, Ye Qingfeng was holding off three people by himself and now watching the guy who took advantage of the situation about to die, Mu Yaoyao seemed a bit guilty.