Chapter 401: An Unprecedented Great Victory
“Ha, who said I don’t have magical artifacts?” Peng Feng sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he unleashed the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag.
The Five-Colored Five Direction Flag is a rare defensive magical artifact in the world.
And the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag was a gift from Tongtian Jiaozhu when Peng Feng joined the Jie Sect.
The Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag is a super defensive banner that most Quasi-Saints would never be able to break in their lifetime.
However,
for the eight top Quasi-Saints in front of him, it really wasn’t much.
In a short while, the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag was shattered.
But, in this short amount of time, Peng Feng, relying on the power of his full five hundred and fifty Small Thousand Worlds, had already defeated the Great Strength Demon God and Mo Feimo. Mo Feimo was actually very wronged; he really wanted to take out the God-Slaying Spear, but once he did, he would surely die!
Hongjun Daozu and Mozu Luohou are mortal enemies.
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Peng Feng smiled slightly: “Only six are left.”
And the remaining six people, Yin Yang Demon God, Lu Ya Daoren, Old Ancestor of the Styx River, Emperor Haotian, Yaochi Jinmu, and Kunpeng Demon Teacher, were all extremely shocked.
“He doesn’t have any magical artifacts now, let’s go.”
“No magical artifacts? Hahahaha. I indeed don’t have any, but what can you do to me?” Peng Feng sneered, facing the incoming magical artifacts, divine powers, and ultimate techniques, he didn’t dodge or evade at all, directly charging forward.
Head-on confrontation.
Direct clash.
Kill!
Peng Feng indeed had no magical artifacts left.
But, he still had his most powerful physical body.
Since he started cultivating, Peng Feng had always paid great attention to cultivating his physical body. His physical body had long been cultivated to be as hard as a magical artifact, even harder than many magical artifacts.
And so, the attacks of the six top Quasi-Saints all hit Peng Feng.
However,
Peng Feng’s attacks also counter-attacked Yin Yang Demon God and Old Ancestor of the Styx River, severely injuring them.
After a short while, Peng Feng had many injuries all over his body,
but, his opponents were reduced to only Lu Ya Daoren, Emperor Haotian, Yaochi Jinmu, and Kunpeng Demon Teacher.
“Oh, only four are left? No, there are only three left.” Peng Feng said disdainfully, “Kunpeng Demon Teacher, your strength is a little stronger than Immortal Old Man of the South Pole, but only a little. You’re just a mid-level Quasi-Saint, get lost!”
Having said that, he unleashed four slashes in a row, aimed at the remaining four Quasi-Saints.
The other three top Quasi-Saints, although struggling, managed to barely withstand the attacks. But Kunpeng Demon Teacher was directly sent flying for several thousand miles by this slash, directly suffering serious injuries and having no choice but to withdraw from the battle.
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Peng Feng sneered: “Now, there are only three left.”
Lu Ya Daoren summoned the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, a flying knife that can cut through anything.
Emperor Haotian summoned the Fist of the Heavenly Dao, as if the Heavenly Dao itself had descended.
Yaochi Jinmu kept trying to control Peng Feng’s blood, brain fluid, stomach acid, etc., but because Peng Feng’s strength was far above hers, it had little effect.
When Peng Feng was facing a dozen or so top Quasi-Saints before, he could only endure it, using magical artifacts for defense until the magical artifacts were completely destroyed.
But, now, facing three top Quasi-Saints, it was much simpler.
Defending against the attacks of these three was really not difficult.
Occasionally trading injuries for injuries was also not a big deal.
Peng Feng was getting more and more relaxed as he fought, completely suppressing the three of them.
Peng Feng was relaxed.
But Lu Ya Daoren, Emperor Haotian, and Yaochi Jinmu were not relaxed at all. The three of them, just facing Peng Feng’s attacks, had to cry out in pain, their hands trembling. After all, Peng Feng had the true power of five hundred and fifty Small Thousand Worlds.
His magic power completely surpassed theirs.
Peng Feng was truly a Half-Step Saint! Except for not having the Primordial Purple Qi and not having taken that step to become a Saint, he was really no different from a Saint.
Peng Feng unleashed nine slashes in a row.
After nine slashes.
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Lu Ya Daoren’s right hand was severed, and he was bleeding profusely.
Emperor Haotian’s hair was cut into several pieces, and his primordial spirit was severely injured.
Yaochi Jinmu’s left hand was severed.
The three top Quasi-Saints were all severely injured.
Peng Feng shouldered the four-tael silver saber: “Alright. Now, all fourteen people have been dealt with, there should be no one else who will contend with me.”
Then,
Peng Feng easily teleported to the side of Great Witch Xing Tian,
and with a flick of his hand, he directly took the majority of the Primordial Purple Qi into his possession: “This Primordial Purple Qi is mine, does anyone have any objections?”
The response he received was, of course, silence.
Damn it!
Who else could have any objections?
Fourteen top Quasi-Saints joining forces, ah,
actually, with Immortal Old Man of the South Pole and Kunpeng Demon Teacher, they could only be considered mid-level Quasi-Saints.
Look at who these fourteen top Quasi-Saints were???
Such a lineup? They were actually defeated by Peng Feng alone.
This was simply terrifying, okay?
Such a record, since the beginning of the Primordial World, no one had ever achieved.
Of course, according to the memories of the Yin Yang Demon God and the Great Strength Demon God, when Hongjun Daozu was in the Quasi-Saint Realm before the creation of the world, he was able to do the same thing.
It is said that when Hongjun Daozu was a Quasi-Saint, he once successfully fought thirty top Quasi-Saints alone.
But apart from Hongjun Daozu, no one else had ever achieved such a terrifying record.
But the more this was said, the more terrifying Peng Feng seemed.
Although not as good as Dao Ancestor.
But, it was also the strongest record below Dao Ancestor! Look at those fourteen fallen Quasi-Saints, could anyone still have any objections? Heh.
Of course Kong Xuan had no objections, Peng Feng’s vast magic power could break his Five-Colored Divine Light as easily as drinking water.
And the people of the Jie Sect also knew that they were no match for Peng Feng. Besides, Peng Feng had just fought fourteen Quasi-Saints at once, they were too embarrassed to join forces against Peng Feng, after all, they were from the same sect.
Thinking carefully, although they did not obtain the Primordial Purple Qi and lost the chance to become a Saint, Peng Feng was also from the Jie Sect, if Peng Feng could become a Saint, the Jie Sect would have a second Saint.
This was also a great thing!
Everyone was also convinced by Peng Feng!
So, no one spoke for a while.
Peng Feng smiled: “Then, goodbye!”
Having said that, he directly transformed into a streak of light, heading towards the Jie Sect’s base, Jinao Island.
And in the chaotic void,
Tongtian Jiaozhu laughed heartily: “I didn’t expect that so many sects, attacking my Jie Sect, would still be defeated by my Jie Sect, and the Primordial Purple Qi would be obtained. Hahahaha, not bad.”
Tongtian Jiaozhu felt extremely powerful.
Then, he also retreated back to Jinao Island.
However, the faces of the remaining few Saints were not good.
Buddha Zhun Ti was adding fuel to the fire: “Tsk tsk, the Quasi-Saints of all the other sects in the Primordial World, joining forces, couldn’t even defeat the Jie Sect, the Jie Sect is truly powerful, worthy of being called the number one sect in the Primordial World.”
Yuanshi Tianzun’s expression became even more unsightly. At this moment, he was also thinking that he would definitely have to suppress the Jie Sect’s arrogance in the future. This was also the most important reason for the Investiture of the Gods in later generations.
He looked back at Taishang Laojun and found that his senior brother also had the same idea.
