Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1238 - 1163: Japanese Trash, Kill Them Without Mercy

Chapter 1238: Chapter 1163: Japanese Trash, Kill Them Without Mercy

The young man’s power instantly overshadowed Wang Jinlun, who was originally the top talent, and Lin Yanran didn’t know how to feel about it.

Ye Qingfeng and she had come a long way together, spending many days with each other. She never thought that the youth she had always been unwilling to accept was so extraordinarily talented.

"Indeed, he is even more formidable and domineering than described by Wang Yanran."

Lu Qi, standing nearby, chuckled softly, her beautiful eyes shining with an unusual glow.

She was the only one who truly understood Ye Qingfeng’s strength, having met Mu Wushuang and personally heard about everything Ye Qingfeng had done in the Southwest Region of the Eastern Base.

The man’s power was even more terrifying than the martial artists speculated, but unfortunately, the secret she once knew alone was now widely known.

"Ye Qingfeng, don’t act impulsively; this is not something that can be resolved by force."

The elder in the grey robe hurriedly advised.

He didn’t want Ye Qingfeng to resort to violence.

"Get lost, or die together."

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were cold, and his intent to kill was evident.

He never showed mercy to Japanese.

Especially this group of ignorant trash provoking Huaxia.

"Ye Qingfeng! Do you think you’re a War God who can solve everything with fists?"

The grey-robed elder was furious.

If this incident led to enmity with the Japan Government, they would be sinners of Huaxia.

"Hmph, ridiculous. You want to kill me, and with what confidence?"

The middle-aged swordsman from Japan couldn’t listen any longer. He was a dignified War General, renowned in Japan’s Martial Arts World.

Did this brat think that a little talent could allow him to disregard him?

"Go to hell."

The middle-aged swordsman from Japan’s eyes were icy, his intent to kill visible. His figure flickered and disappeared in an instant, his presence lost.

"No."

The grey-robed elder cried out in alarm, eyes filled with shock. The ninjutsu from Japan was formidable; even he couldn’t locate the middle-aged swordsman’s presence for a moment.

His heart was utterly shocked. The middle-aged swordsman from Japan was too strong; he wasn’t confident he could defeat him.

Everyone’s hearts tensed. They all knew that when the middle-aged swordsman reappeared, it would be a fatal strike. Nobody knew if the elders from the Time Pavilion could save Ye Qingfeng.

This was currently Huaxia’s most talented genius; he couldn’t die at the hands of this Japanese.

The grey-robed elder and Elder Xi both looked serious, secretly on guard, especially behind Ye Qingfeng, as the middle-aged swordsman likely would attack from behind.

Liu Yifeng’s gaze was complicated. He had previously had conflicts with Ye Qingfeng and mocked him. If not for the grey-robed elder’s intervention, they might have fought already.

But now, Ye Qingfeng was Huaxia’s most outstanding talent, and he needed to protect him. Liu Yifeng hesitated, unsure if he should save Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng, calm with a downcast gaze, questioned if he needed saving. The ninjutsu from Japan was just low-level invisibility in his eyes, useless.

Because in the face of Divine Sense, such simple tricks were just illusions.

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly, his gaze suddenly turning sharp.

"Swish!"

Ye Qingfeng finally moved, his flying sword in hand radiating light, cutting down with true sword force, invincible.

His realm may have fallen to the War King Realm.

However, his Sword Dao Realm had not declined.

This Japanese trash was showing off in front of him, courting death, wasn’t it?

Sword Force condensed into substance, overwhelming and unstoppable.

Everyone was stunned, unable to even see the middle-aged swordsman. What was he cutting? Just then, the middle-aged swordsman’s figure appeared beneath Ye Qingfeng’s flying sword. He had been right before him all along.

The middle-aged swordsman instantly drew his Eastern Sword, attempting to block Ye Qingfeng’s flying sword.

His Eastern Sword, crafted from cold iron, was a treasured blade. Although not as formidable as the Eight-foot Demon Sword held by his disciple, he was confident he could block Ye Qingfeng’s strike.

He was prepared: once he blocked Ye Qingfeng’s sword, he would immediately use ninjutsu to sneak behind Ye Qingfeng and bleed him out.

But imagination was always beautiful.

"Swish!"

Ye Qingfeng’s sword finally struck.

"Hiss! Impossible, it’s too fast, just the Sword Light remains?"

"Strong, absolutely invincible!"

All the martial artists stared at the scene in disbelief, their expressions utterly shocked.

Ye Qingfeng, wielding the flying sword, directly severed the Eastern Sword of the middle-aged swordsman. Along with it, his head, the middle-aged swordsman died with self-confidence in his eyes.

He probably couldn’t imagine until his death that he would be killed so easily, and his treasured blade would be cut like this.

Surprise, shock, and disbelief were apparent on everyone’s faces. They didn’t know how to express it anymore.

This seemingly frail young man was simply too terrifying.

A wolf in sheep’s clothing.

"A genius, this is a true genius." A martial artist muttered, comparing Ye Qingfeng to Tu Lei and Wang Jinlun. What were they?

Utter garbage, simply.

"This is a Sword Dao Immortal Master!"

Someone exclaimed, Ye Qingfeng’s sword being overly domineering and fierce. They all felt Ye Qingfeng’s sword force when he just struck, the space filled with Sword Intent.

Ye Qingfeng’s Sword Dao Realm had already reached the Sword Domain.

Killing the Japan garbage swordsman just now was like wielding a cleaver to kill a chicken.

He hadn’t used his full strength at all.

"Ye Qingfeng, you actually killed a Japan swordsman; do you know what you are doing?"

At this moment, an angry voice resounded, the grey-robed elder glaring at Ye Qingfeng.

Ye Qingfeng looked at the grey-robed elder, not speaking.

"Do you know what kind of impact this might have? It could trigger an international conflict!"

The grey-robed elder said furiously.

"What’s it to me? I just want to enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond. Whoever provokes me, I will kill." Ye Qingfeng replied calmly, not bothered in the slightest, as if he had merely stepped on an ant.

Ye Qingfeng sneered internally. Huaxia was a vast country, while Japan was just a small island. Now, he had killed a Japan martial artist, and yet, the grey-robed elder was so fearful.

It’s only when the Japanese trash is killed and feared that they will retreat.

But Ye Qingfeng didn’t bother explaining this to the grey-robed elder.

"Ye Qingfeng, you crossed the line. I originally thought your personality was just a bit violent, but you completely disregard the state’s safety and development, and it truly disappoints me."

The grey-robed elder stared at Ye Qingfeng and said.

"Teach me a lesson? You’re not qualified. I just want to enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond. If you have any dissatisfaction, do it now!"

Ye Qingfeng said coldly, his initial goodwill towards the grey-robed elder vanishing. He thought the elder was relatively kind, but now saw him as so pedantic.