Chapter 2148 - 2145: A Feud That Cannot Be Reconciled

Axes and knives swung wildly!

The sound of metal clashing echoed constantly, sparks flew.

The ground beneath both of them sunk from the pounding!

Under the support of the Nether Flame Armor, Xu Wendong was completely unafraid of close combat, and in fact, he didn’t just use two Nether Flame Armors!

But a full three of them!

That’s right, this Nether Flame Armor is fundamentally different from the Fourth-grade Flowing Rock Armor!

The Fourth-grade Flowing Rock Armor can only cover the body layer by layer, and not comprehensively.

But as a Fifth Grade, the Nether Flame Armor can cover every corner of the body, and even be stacked together for use!

Even Xu Wendong himself felt it was insane.

So at the beginning, he acted passively, purely to lower Liufeng Sacred Land’s guard, and shouting surrender earlier was deliberate.

The goal was to lure the Flowing Wind Saint Son close, giving him the chance to unleash the Netherworld Shattering!

He chopped so fiercely that the Flowing Wind Saint Son repeatedly retreated, blood continuously pouring from his mouth, with no chance to open his mouth to surrender!

But the Flowing Wind Saint Son, worthy of being Eighth Layer, fought to this point despite being unable to hold out, yet he persisted, but it wouldn’t work!

Xu Wendong suddenly swung the knife, the Flowing Wind Saint Son’s head flew high, spewing out a fountain of blood!

Then, the headless body collapsed with a loud bang!

Everyone was stunned, what’s happening?

The Flowing Wind Saint Son was dead!

Killed by Xu Wendong?

How could this be possible?

Everyone thought they were hallucinating, but the truth was right before them.

Beside the headless body, Xu Wendong stood with a knife in one hand, axe in the other, like a Demon God, emanating an imposing aura.

Ghost-controlling Realm Third Level counter-killing Ghost Control Realm Eighth Layer?

A difference of full five sub-realms!

This is simply a reverse slaughter of an Immortal.

"Too insane, is this even human?"

"Hahahaha, someone said Xu Wendong was doomed earlier, who is dead now?"

"Well done, the Flowing Wind Saint Son died well!"

Some Nether Talisman Masters from the Nether Talisman Hall also spoke out sarcastically.

Xu Wendong being so magnificent is also the magnificence of the Nether Talisman Hall, of the Talisman Masters!

Those from Liufeng Sacred Land were furious, glaring in anger, but helpless.

"No!"

"I’ll kill you!"

The Flowing Wind Saint Master Luo Su was beside himself with rage, slammed the table, ready to kill!

"Let’s see who dares break the rules!" Cui Lie roared.

"Luo Su, don’t break the rules!" Prince Jing chastised, his eyes filled with admiration for Xu Wendong!

What a talent!

A rare talent for the Da Yin Dynasty.

Luo Su looked vicious, panting heavily, but dared not make a move.

Because Prince Jing had spoken, he dared not act!

Meanwhile, Xu Wendong didn’t care about them, he had begun searching the body, first obtaining the Storage Bag of the Flowing Wind Saint Son, then turning his eyes to the knife in the headless body’s hand!

Sixth-grade Treasure!

This knife was extraordinary, even the Broken River Splitting Mountain Axe dulled its blade, while the Black Blade remained intact!

Seeing Xu Wendong searching the body, Luo Su was livid, shouted: "What are you doing, that’s the property of Liufeng Sacred Land!"

"Oh?" Xu Wendong sneered: "This body doesn’t have a head, you say it’s Liufeng Sacred Land’s, prove it to me."

The crowd gasped.

This was rubbing salt into the wound.

Why was the body headless? Didn’t Xu Wendong know?

Luo Su shouted: "You damn brat."

"Old bastard, a loss is a loss." Xu Wendong said: "These are my spoils of war!"

The crowd gasped.

This Xu Wendong was truly lawless, a true slaughterer, utterly disregarding Luo Su.

Luo Su’s eyes were red, but he almost broke the rules earlier; now seeing Prince Jing didn’t speak, he dared not make a move!

Sixth-grade Treasure!

Liufeng Sacred Land poured so much into Flowing Wind Saint Son, now it was all for Xu Wendong!

A Sixth-grade Treasure, even more precious than Flowing Wind Saint Son himself!

What’s more heart-wrenching for Luo Su, Flowing Wind Saint Son was their hope to break into the top three, now this hope was utterly crushed by Xu Wendong!

They can’t compete for the spot to go to Great Thousand Ming Sect.

This is a never-ending hatred!

"Thank you." After searching the body, Xu Wendong walked off slowly.

Before the Joyful Holy Land, a woman with beautiful eyes kept casting glances at Xu Wendong’s back.

She was born with alluring beauty, slanted brows like distant mountain mist, eyes like autumn water brimming with waves, a petite nose, lips like a cherry uncolored yet vibrant, seemingly born with Innate Charm Bone, making one feel an urge to play at a glance!

Indeed, it was the Joyful Saintess!

Before the Dan Pavilion, a man in a white robe, clearly very young, yet hair and beard all white, eyes fixed on Xu Wendong in contemplation.

"Xu Wendong, quite interesting, never heard of him before, didn’t expect Flowing Wind Saint Son to fall by his hand!" Before the Treasure Pavilion, a burly man, muscles twisted like knots, coldly said.

"But if you block my path to Great Thousand Ming Sect, it’s just death awaiting you!"

With the Flowing Wind Saint Son’s death, everyone was stunned.

This time, their attitude towards Xu Wendong completely changed.

From disdain, contempt, to now extreme attention!

This dark horse might seriously threaten their existence.

Back in the Nether Talisman Hall, Xu Wendong was surrounded by many, clearly, now because of Xu Wendong, the status of the Nether Talisman Hall had changed!

Respected, valued!

Soon, the battles of the eighth day ended.

"I now announce the twenty-four spots before the ninth day!"

"...Joyful Holy Land Yao Qian, Dan Pavilion Saint Son Yun Qing, Yun Miao. Treasure Weapon Tower Duan Yunshan, Duan Shanhai... Wind Snow Palace Leng Qingqing, Nether Talisman Hall Xu Wendong, Nether Talisman Hall Holy Maiden Jiang Manyu..."

One name after another sounded like thunder.

But it’s largely expected, these folks are none other than people from the Seven Great Forces!

Moreover, several forces entered multiple people!

Historically.

Dragon and Phoenix Grand Competition, the Nether Talisman Hall could at most get one in, but because of Xu Wendong’s appearance, this time the Nether Talisman Hall got two spots!

Also, people noticed Xu Wendong wasn’t the Saint Heir of the Nether Talisman Hall, what does that indicate? Some are speculating!

Prince Jing stood up, overlooking the crowd, he spoke: "Tomorrow is the ninth day, from twenty-four, only six people can enter the last day!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked solemn.

"Twenty-four to twelve, then to six?" Xu Wendong muttered.

It’s imaginable how intense and severe the competition will be on the ninth day tomorrow!

At this point, the Three-Life Stone Fragment within Xu Wendong’s body began to shimmer, he looked towards a direction not far from the Martial Arts Arena.

The Three-Life Stone Fragment reacted again.

But that direction was heavily guarded, countless soldiers alone.

It seems he must enter the last day for a chance to obtain the Three-Life Stone Fragment!