双飞两个老熟女真是败火呀

Chapter 566: Fighting Among Legends

He was sent flying by their combined attack.

"True Immortals really are strong. Xiao Nanfeng\'s done for now."

"So what if he\'s unparalleled among Heaven Immortals? He still can\'t withstand blows from True Immortals!"

"With two True Immortals attacking him simultaneously, Xiao Nanfeng\'s sure to be crippled at the very least!"

The spectators were certain of Xiao Nanfeng\'s imminent defeat.

Xiao Nanfeng struck the ground in a plume of dust. He seemed far less the indomitable cultivator of before, but he quickly scrambled up and glanced at the two cultivators who had struck him.

"He climbed up just like that? Isn\'t he injured?"

"Two True Immortals attacked him—and his face isn\'t even red!"

The spectators were astounded. They watched on as Xiao Nanfeng thrust his divine undying blade into the golden net.

The thrust struck the blue-clad figure bound by the net and unable to resist in a spurt of blood.

"No! Don\'t kill me. If you do, you\'ll die a terrible death!" the cultivator cried out.

"On the contrary," Xiao Nanfeng replied coolly.

He continued to thrust his blade into the prone cultivator\'s body, causing the cultivator to shriek.

"Insolence!"

Five more figures shot over, fast as lightning.

"More True Immortals?" the spectators exclaimed.

Xiao Nanfeng was sent flying by the five cultivators. He smashed into a boulder as he struck the ground, which shattered into powder and threw up another plume of dust.

Xiao Nanfeng got up and cast out the net, discarding the blue-clad corpse within it.

"How could Xiao Nanfeng be alright? How strong is his physical defense?!"

"When he was attacked, I saw a flash of golden light emanating from his body. Could that be a Buddhist technique?"

"What an incredible body."

"Did he really kill a True Immortal?"

The spectators were agape at how things had developed, as were the cultivators who had just struck at him.

The purported True Immortal\'s body dispersed in a cloud of smoke.

"No, that\'s not a True Immortal—but a mid-stage True Yin cultivator\'s spiritual body!"

"Mid-stage True Yin? A spiritual cultivator as strong as a True Immortal—dying just like that?!"

The spectators gasped.

"So you\'re a group of mid-stage True Yin cultivators who took over the physical bodies of lower-grade Immortals. How many of you are there? Show yourselves!" Xiao Nanfeng demanded.

Seven mid-stage True Yin cultivators floated in the air, their eyes twitching as they considered Xiao Nanfeng.

"Xiao Nanfeng\'s defenses are too strong. I struck him directly in the head, but he was still fine. Our attacks will be useless, and he has that golden net with which he can take us down one by one. We\'ll have to destroy his golden crows first," one of the True Immortals analyzed.

"Understood!" The True Yin cultivators rushed into the air and made to strike at his golden crows.

The spectators watched on intently. Sky of Ten Suns was an incredible technique, but its strength was constrained by Xiao Nanfeng\'s cultivation. If those crows were to be destroyed, Xiao Nanfeng would surely suffer huge losses.

"Golden net, entrap!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted, tossing his relic into the air.

"Ignore the net. We\'ll scatter; he can only catch one of us at a time," one of the cultivators shouted.

However, the golden net didn\'t just target one cultivator this time. It unraveled into strands of rope and shot at all the cultivators at once, binding them all. The cultivators blanched and tried to break free, but found themselves completely unable to do so. A single length of the rope had been able to restrain a Golden Immortal superior draconic vein, after all. The cultivators were swiftly wrapped up like dumplings.

"Damn it, destroy this relic!" a True Yin cultivator roared.

Despite unleashing a technique, not only did the cultivator fail, the cultivator almost even fell from the skies.

Of course, when unbound from net form, the strength of the relic was weakened. It lost its ability to suppress its targets\' cultivation, and could only restrict their movement.

From afar, it looked as though Xiao Nanfeng was flying a kite attached to seven humans.

"Die!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted.

His ten golden crows shot straight toward one of the True Yin cultivators, dealing her a heavy blow.

She shrieked and swiftly defended herself with her spiritual moon.

The spiritual moon of a mid-stage True Yin cultivator was incredible. The blue moon shone with spiritual power as a deific domain expanded around her. Ice rained down.

The blue moon sent a golden crow flying, but the ten golden crows rallied and attacked together. The resulting commotion caused a flaming tempest to form at the point of impact. The blue moon was sent flying, a crack visible on its surface. The golden crows raced after it in pursuit.

"What an incredible attack," the spectators murmured.

The remaining mid-stage True Yin cultivators, sensing that they would be unable to free themselves from the rope, shot toward Xiao Nanfeng.

"Die!"

Although they had been bound, they were still able to approach him at incredible speed. They shot toward Xiao Nanfeng in the blink of an eye.

"Die!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted, slashing at one of them with his blade.

Xiao Nanfeng was sent flying, but with the Imposing Avatar of Rulai, he was unharmed even as the boulders and rocks on the ground shattered. The length of rope that he had been holding onto fell from his grip, but his slash had taken one of the cultivators\' legs.

A scream rang out as the wounded cultivator cried, "Kill him!"

Xiao Nanfeng waved his hand, spurring the golden net forth to continue binding the cultivators. He didn\'t need to maintain his grip on them; the net itself was enough.

"Again!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted, raising his blade up high.

The cultivators blanched. What could they do? The net was binding them even more tightly, and all they could do was fly around. Xiao Nanfeng wouldn\'t be hurt even if they crashed into him, so how were they supposed to fight?

Just then, the blue moon that the ten golden crows were attacking exploded, causing backlash for the cultivator to whom it was tethered. She spat out a mouthful of blood and hung limply as the crows shot toward her.

"No! Save me!" she cried out.

"Die, foul beasts!" The other cultivators shot toward the birds, all manifesting their spiritual moons, but they were just a step too late.

The mid-stage True Yin cultivator who had lost her moon was quickly torn to shreds. She vanished in a cloud of smoke, the second True Yin cultivator to have died.

"No!" the remaining cultivators shouted.

With their spiritual moons, they sent the ten golden crows flying.

Although they had the advantage, their bodies were trapped by Xiao Nanfeng\'s golden net, and their moons had little offensive ability. They were in a particularly awkward state.

"What\'re you waiting for? Come help us!" one of the bound cultivators thundered.

"Oh? Are there more of you True Yin cultivators? Come on, then!" Xiao Nanfeng shouted, looking at the remaining group of cultivators who was refusing to submit to an inspection.

The cultivators dithered.

"No more, then. The rest of you are only Heaven Immortals, aren\'t you? Come on. With one mid-stage True Yin cultivator dead, there are more lengths of rope to go around. Who\'s interested?" Xiao Nanfeng shouted.

The cultivators blanched, refusing to approach.

"If you don\'t dare come, hold on right there. Once I finish off these mid-stage True Yin cultivators, I\'ll take you on then."

He continued to attack the True Yin cultivators.

"He\'s here again! Hurry, attack him together!"

The True Yin cultivators barreled toward Xiao Nanfeng as their Heaven Immortal accomplices rushed over to help.

By then, the golden crows had dispersed. Six golden crows took on six glowing moons, while four golden crows shot toward the incoming Heaven Immortals. The Heaven Immortals were quickly burned to a crisp.

Xiao Nanfeng was sent flying again, but he managed to slice the top off someone\'s skull. If that cultivator hadn\'t dodged in time, he would have been beheaded.

"Hurry and help!" the True Yin cultivators howled.

Xiao Nanfeng climbed out of the rubble and continued to give chase.

The golden crows in the sky were suppressed by the spiritual moons, but it was the middle of the day. The crows had near-boundless energy and continued to radiate facsimile solarfire as they defended against the moons.

Although both sides appeared to be balanced for the moment, it was clear that Xiao Nanfeng had a slight advantage.

"He\'s only a Heaven Immortal, but he can take on a group of True Yin cultivators with just that golden net of his!"

"Martial Aspects of the Imperial Court are ridiculously strong!"

"Not only is his physical body incredibly strong, he even has these golden crows that can attack at range. He\'s invincible!"

Those competitors who had chosen to submit to Xiao Nanfeng\'s inspection breathed out in relief. Thank goodness they hadn\'t chosen to keep fighting! What they didn\'t know was that Xiao Nanfeng had been hiding a trump card as well—his own True Yin cultivation.

It looked as though Xiao Nanfeng had the advantage and would be able to whittle down the remaining True Yin cultivators soon enough.

Just then, a golden beam of light pierced through the skies, moving at an incredible pace and filled with an aura of destruction. It flashed right before a golden crow, who swiped at it alertly before the facsimile solarfire surrounding its body exploded in a storm. A huge, golden arrow had pierced through the crow, straight through its heart.

The crow cawed mournfully as it fell to the ground in a burst of flames.

"That golden crow was pierced right through! What sort of relic was that?"

"How could these crows fall to a single arrow?"

Many spectators watched on in disbelief.

Only Monk Jinguang reacted in shock. "The Sunfell Bow and Sunstrike Arrows! These arrows are a specific counter to Xiao Nanfeng\'s technique!"

"Sunstrike Arrows?" the cultivators around him murmured.

Another beam of golden light shot toward the second crow.

Everyone glanced toward where the arrows had come from. A competitor was standing far in the distance, a burnished golden longbow in hand, nocking a third gleaming Sunstrike Arrow.