Chapter 268: Chapter 267: Slaying Yan Ming (Please Subscribe)
"Impossible!"
Du Hao blurted out.
Among the True Essence Realm Martial Artists he had encountered, those who could execute that previous strike were few and far between.
Let alone, to be able to strike again!
But Chen Fan couldn’t be bothered to waste words,
he directly raised the dagger in his right hand above his head, the blade pointing to the sky,
a large portion of True Qi within his body instantly vanished,
then, under Yan Ming’s frantic gaze,
he slashed down heavily,
a massive Sword Qi identical to the previous one appeared,
carrying a momentum that crushed everything forward.
"Thud, thud, thud!"
Du Hao staggered back a few steps, the shock in his eyes reached an unprecedented level.
If he wasn’t sure this wasn’t a dream,
he truly wanted to pinch his leg forcefully.
As for Gao Jinming beside him, his mind went completely blank, losing all ability to think.
"Damn it!"
Yan Ming gritted his teeth,
the feeling of having nowhere to go recurred,
he still had two Protective Talismans in his hand,
definitely not enough to block this strike,
could it be that today he would die here?
"No! I’ve already survived such difficult times, how could I die now, especially at the hands of a Martial Artist!"
Yan Ming’s heart was filled with unwillingness, since he couldn’t evade, he would fight to the end!
He placed his hands in front, palms facing each other, a football-sized fireball rapidly took shape,
and it continued to grow at a fast pace,
in the blink of an eye, it reached the size of a basin,
but clearly, the transformation was not yet finished.
Yan Ming clenched his teeth, desperately drawing on the Spiritual Power in his brain,
his palms changed to a lifting position,
lifting a fireball close to three meters in diameter,
seeing the Sword Qi about to reach him,
Yan Ming let out a roar, directly thrusting the fireball forward,
"Boom!"
A loud explosion!
The fireball collided violently with the Sword Qi,
waves of energy rolled,
the ground beneath Yan Ming’s feet caved in over a meter deep,
countless flames shot out like stray bullets in all directions,
"Block it for me!"
Yan Ming’s eyes turned red, his roar sounded like a beast.
The clothes on his arms had been completely burned away, veins like earthworms bulging from his skin, he looked ferocious.
In the duel between Sword Qi and fireball, the former clearly held the advantage, the sharp Sword Qi gradually slicing through the fireball, closing in on its target.
But,
each inch forward, the Sword Qi visibly shrank.
Seeing this, Gao Jinming’s eyes brightened.
He had thought Yan Ming was doomed,
but now it appeared, not necessarily!
"That guy is hiding his power too?"
Du Hao was equally shocked,
he recalled that a few months ago,
the fireball Yan Ming could form was only about two meters in diameter at most,
now it had exceeded three meters,
though it seemed only a meter more,
its power had increased several times.
"No wonder he wants to advance in Jiulong City, his strength has already reached B-level?"
Du Hao squinted slightly, this guy was being sly, even playing the hidden strength card in front of him.
But stronger is good, if he were to die here, it would be a wasted trip for him.
A few seconds later, the fireball was finally split into two,
but the Sword Qi had shrunk from its original five meters to just over three,
with a clang,
it struck heavily on Yan Ming’s protective shield.
The previous scene replayed.
Yan Ming’s face turned pale, drenched in sweat, looking like he had just emerged from water.
His gaze bypassed the Sword Qi in front of him and fixed on Chen Fan, gasping heavily.
If there were no surprises, after exhausting all his Spiritual Power and the two Protective Talismans,
he would block this second strike too,
but,
he dared not confirm if the opponent could unleash a third strike.
If he could,
then except waiting to die, he had no other solution.
Accompanied by a slight cracking sound,
the Sword Qi gradually dissipated.
However, the atmosphere on the scene was eerily quiet,
not only Yan Ming, Du Hao’s heart was in his throat too,
he was really afraid the next moment,
Chen Fan might raise his knife again,
Gao Jinming swallowed hard, a glimmer of peculiar color flashed through his eyes,
in this situation of mutual stalemate, where neither side could read the other’s bottom card,
his Mind Reading would undoubtedly be of great use.
"Let me see if you still have excess power or if you’re just bluffing."
Gao Jinming’s gaze turned to Chen Fan’s eyes,
immediately, he widened his eyes with disbelief,
he couldn’t probe the opponent’s inner thoughts?
Could it be that this guy’s Spiritual Power was above his?
"No, impossible!"
Gao Jinming couldn’t believe it, this guy was just a Martial Artist, wasn’t he?
How could a Martial Artist have higher Spiritual Power than him?
There must be a mistake.
But the next moment, a sharp gaze swept over and collided with his vision.
Gao Jinming turned pale with fright.
No, it’s not an illusion,
the opponent’s Spiritual Power was truly above his,
otherwise, he could not have sensed his probing.
Chen Fan looked at Gao Jinming, frowning slightly.
Just now, he had a feeling of being peeped at,
"Could this guy be an Awakener of Spiritual Element Superpower?"
Chen Fan guessed in his heart.
Among these people, this guy indeed had the weakest aura.
At this moment, a loud laugh rang out,
"Hahaha, hahaha,"
it was from Yan Ming,
"Why don’t you continue? Didn’t you say if one strike won’t kill me, you’ll strike again? But the second strike didn’t kill me, did it? Hmm? Let me tell you, if you strike a third time, I’ll definitely die at your hands, but now, so long and yet no third strike?"
Yan Ming said with a sinister smile.
Judging from the fact that the opponent immediately struck the second time,
the opponent was clearly someone as ruthless as himself,
such a person,
if he could strike,
would definitely not stand there staring dumbly.
So the answer was evident.
"Isn’t it that your True Qi is insufficient for a third strike?"
Yan Ming asked, secretly preparing for Instant Teleportation.
Du Hao and Gao Jinming both looked over.
"You’re right."
Chen Fan nodded, "I indeed can’t manage a third strike."
Now, he only had about three to four thousand points of True Qi left.
To be honest,
Yan Ming’s performance was a bit unexpected to him,
he thought the second strike would end the battle.
"Hahahaha!"
Yan Ming laughed again,
his laughter carried a strong sense of hatred.
For a long time, no one had pushed him to this point!
That feeling of despair, like half a foot in the ghost door.
Fortunately, he managed to fend it off with his strength.
Next, it was his turn...
"Though my True Qi is limited, it’s enough to kill you."
Chen Fan said slowly.
"Kill me? With just you?"
Yan Ming sneered, suddenly pulling out a bottle of Elixirs,
poured them into his mouth as if spilling beans.
These were Gathering Spirit Pills, able to restore Spiritual Power,
once his brain’s Spiritual Power recovered mostly,
it would be the end for this man in front!
"With just me."
Chen Fan said, then his figure flashed, instantly appearing in front of the opponent,
the dagger in his hand turned into a black beam,
slicing towards the opponent’s throat,
"Naive!"
Yan Ming’s eyes showed a hint of mockery,
as if saying,
do you think you can hit me?
He moved his thoughts, directly used Instant Teleportation Items, disappearing from his position.
In the next second, his figure appeared a hundred meters away,
his gaze turned to his earlier position,
he seemed to have seen Chen Fan slashing into the air,
but unfortunately, the smile on his face didn’t have time to bloom,
when a pitch-black blade light came into view.
"???"
Yan Ming’s eyes widened,
he didn’t even feel pain,
his head flew high into the air,
with his strong Life Force,
he retained complete consciousness for a split second,
and saw his headless corpse on the ground,
"It looks familiar?"
This thought came to his mind,
with his peripheral vision catching the knife-wielding figure.
Knife-wielding person?
A jolt went through him, that headless corpse beside him?
No! No!
His mouth opened wide, but no sound came out, only feeling the pain surging like a tsunami,
How could I die?
How could I possibly die?
He had already guessed the opponent would rush to kill him,
so he teleported immediately!
Teleported to a place a hundred meters away,
but why, why couldn’t he escape that strike?
His consciousness gradually blurred, eventually engulfed by darkness.
"Thud!"
A dull sound rang out,
Yan Ming’s headless corpse,
fell heavily to the ground, quickly staining the surface with blood.
Du Hao in the distance fell into deep shock.
Compared to Yan Ming,
he clearly saw what happened.
Yes, Yan Ming did dodge the opponent’s attack in time,
but the opponent seemed to predict his position,
appearing first a hundred meters away, and as Yan Ming appeared, the blade light slashed his throat,
it seemed like Yan Ming deliberately moved his neck into the blade.
Gao Jinming also saw this scene, his body trembling violently,
he thought of He Changshu’s death,
Perception!
It’s Perception!
This guy must possess Perception Items!
Otherwise, how could he know He Changshu was behind him?
How could he know Yan Ming’s landing spot after using Instant Teleportation Items?
But in the association,
Perception Items’ prices are far higher than Instant Teleportation Items’, moreover, this guy is clearly a Martial Artist, where would he get Perception Items?
Chen Fan looked at the dagger in his hand, somewhat astonished.
Just now, his blade cut through the tough protective shield and slit the opponent’s throat.
What’s going on?
Could it be that High Tier alloy weapons are not just sharper?
Despite his doubts, it wasn’t time to delve into these questions.
He lifted his head, looked at the remaining two people, and calmly said:
"You two, are you planning to come one by one, or together?"