2155 Slaying with One Strike (1/2)

After hearing the Clear Wood Saintess's words, Yun Lan relaxed a little bit.

She knew that Miss Saintess had a great sixth sense. To put it in simple words, it was the same as prophesizing, in which she could predict the future, only that she could only see a small portion of the future, but it was enough.

Since the Clear Wood Saintess said that Qingfeng Li was going to win, then Qingfeng Li would win in the end for sure.

Yun Lan just hoped that Qingfeng Li would not get injured. Of course, Yun Lan heard Qingfeng Li saying that he was going to kill Golden-Sun Saint Son with one move, but Yun Lan did not really believe it.

After all, the Golden-Sun Saint Son was a middle-grade saint, and the saint item he carried was also very strong. Qingfeng Li was merely a low-grade saint, one realm lower than the Golden-Sun Saint Son. Qingfeng Li was trying to win against someone superior than him, and that was ridiculous.

The Golden-Sun Saint Son saw that Qingfeng Li was standing there without moving, and he became more furious.

He had already used the ”From Saint Blade to Golden Crows” technique and formed an ancient great beast's energy aura. It covered the sky and ground and froze the entire space. Everything was under his blade light.

With this one attack, even a middle-grade saint would be cut into half, but Qingfeng Li did not care. It was not clear whether he was too scared to move, or that he actually did not care.

Anyway, the Golden-Sun Saint Son was very furious. He channeled the saint vital essence in his body frantically, so that the Golden Crows Saint Blade could give off even more frantic energy. The stream of energy came right on top of Qingfeng Li's head, and it seemed like it was going to kill Qingfeng Li in the next moment.

Qingfeng Li finally moved. He used his mind and took out the Yin-Yang Saint Sword from the interspatial ring.

Qingfeng Li transferred all Mortal Purgatory Body, golden energy, and saint vital essence stored in his body into the Yin-Yang Saint Sword.

The Yin-Yang Saint Sword emitted an abundance of energy, the two rays of black and white crossed each other and lit the entire world.

Qingfeng Li flipped his wrist and shouted, ”Whirlpool Sword.”

The Yin-Yang Saint Sword in Qingfeng Li's hand travelled in an arc, the left of the arc showed the white sword light, and the right of the arc showed the black sword light.

Black and white sword lights crossed each other and formed a vortex. The vortex was like a tsunami, it constantly turned and turned and rushed to the Golden Crow on top of Qingfeng Li's head at an instant.

A flash of craziness appeared in Golden-Sun Saint Son's eyes. He felt how strong this vortex was, but he still rushed forward without caring about it.

Boom…

The Golden Crow entered the black and white vortex and felt the frantic energy that the vortex carried. It struggled to get out of the vortex, but later realized that it could not do it.

Qingfeng Li stirred the Golden Crow formed by a blade light with his long sword, and it shattered into pieces instantly.

Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded.

That was the Golden Crow, a great beast from the legend. Even though this was not a real great beast but one that was formed with blade light, it was still very strong. Nobody expected Qingfeng Li to stir it to pieces with his sword technique that easily. Qingfeng Li was definitely a surprise to them.

The Whirlpool Sword formed by Qingfeng Li's Yin-Yang Saint Sword did not stop after stirring the Golden Crow into pieces. It kept on rushing forward. That sword light carried an energy enough to break the sky and ground and devour everything and struck onto the Golden-Sun Saint Son.

The Golden-Sun Saint Son's face changed greatly. He immediately swung the Golden Crows Saint Blade in his hand and wanted to block the Yin-Yang Saint Sword.

Unfortunately, in the next moment, a stream of the power of Yin-Yang went off from the top of the Yin-Yang Saint Sword. The power of Yin-Yang seemed undefeatable and struck onto the Golden Crows Saint Blade. With a ”katcha” sound, it broke this middle-grade saint item into halves.