Chapter Seventy-Four: Desperate Struggle

  "Take action!" Tianfeng shouted coldly, and his figure flashed towards Zhang Huaming, leaving a series of golden shadows in the air with the long sword in his hand.

  Whoosh! With the movement of Tianfeng, Zheng Chuanfeng and others also sprang into action. Four figures rushed towards Zhang Huaming's direction, and four different colored lights burst forth from the void, hurtling towards Zhang Huaming.

  "Hah!" Zhang Huaming felt the taste of death, so he took a deep breath and quickly stretched out his hands in the air, shouting: "Kanglong has regrets!"

  "Roar, roar, roar, roar!!!!!!" Several dragon roars echoed through the air, and Zhang Huaming pushed forward with both hands. The next moment, eighteen golden dragons pounced towards Tianfeng and others.

  Zhang Huaming's face turned pale after unleashing his most powerful palm, his eyes fixed intently on the crowd in front of him, a cold smile spreading from the corner of his mouth with a hint of blood.

  "Smash! Smash! Smash! Smash! Smash!" Tianfeng and the others shouted in unison, raising their divine weapons.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!! A series of dragon roars echoed, and in the next moment, one by one, the giant dragons were killed by Tianfeng and others, turning into wisps of smoke that disappeared into the air.

  "What incredible strength!" Yan Zhenwu and the others returned to their original positions, secretly astonished. After all, the four of them were all high-ranking martial gods, while Zhang Huaming was only a mid-ranking martial god cultivator. Yet, he had just forced back four people who were one minor rank higher than him with a single move. This achievement could be said to have shocked the entire continent.

  "The master of the house, why not us?" An old man behind Ling's back asked himself, after all, the Huo Ling bloodline is rare, and if his own master can seize it, then breaking through to the Martial God realm would be within reach. Such an opportunity doesn't come often!

  Xue Ling's face revealed a hint of cold smile as he responded: "Black slave, I've caught a familiar scent on this child."

  "What flavor?" The old man's face showed a puzzled expression.

  "That's right, it's that kind of domineering and overbearing flavor."

  "What majesty?" The old man heard the host's words and was slightly stunned, and in the next moment, a thought flashed through his mind. He exclaimed: "Host, what do you mean? ???"

  Xue Ling heard the surprised tone of his subordinate and smiled slightly, nodding his head as he focused on the movements on the battlefield.

  The old man's expression changed several times before he let out a long sigh and continued, "Master of the house, if this young one is indeed the senior's high disciple, how dare Tian Feng still act like that? Does the Tian family want to be exterminated?"

  "It's about time someone took him down a peg! The Young Master is used to being tyrannical, but it's time for him to be taught a lesson." Blood Ling's tone was filled with schadenfreude.

  "Kid, as long as you hand over the person behind you, I can spare your life." Tianfeng said coldly, because at this moment he didn't want to create any more trouble outside of the festival. After all, there were still three aristocratic families watching with keen interest. Today, he could have killed Zhang Huaming, but as for the Fire Spirit Pulse inside, forget about it. Between the two options, he chose to spare Zhang Huaming's life first.

  "Damn it!" When Zheng Chuanfeng and the others heard Tianfeng's words, they were all stunned for a moment, and the next moment they all cursed the old fox under their breath.

  "Second brother, why don't you come over and take a rest?" Blood Ling's voice suddenly rang out on the battlefield.

  "Ah!" Yan Zhenwu heard the words of Xue Ling, his expression slightly paused for a moment. The next instant, he seemed to have seen something in Xue Ling's eyes that made him nod slightly and put away the weapon in his hand. He returned to Xue Ling's side with two followers.

  "There's something wrong." Liu Lei thought to himself, he didn't believe that Xue Ling would be a timid person, especially in front of the Tian family. After all, the Xue and Tian families were at odds with each other, which was well-known among the five major families. Yet today, Xue Ling had abandoned his usual attitude and sat idly by without reacting, nor did he engage in a verbal sparring match with the Tian family. There must be more to this than meets the eye.

  Zheng Chuanfeng was also filled with doubts at this moment. Could the master of a noble family be an ordinary person? It's necessary to know that if the master of a noble family doesn't consider every big thing carefully before doing it, one wrong decision could lead his family to ruin. So, he also had a feeling of not wanting to take action at this moment, because the situation was a bit strange.

  Tianfeng saw Liu Lei and Zheng Chuanfeng's hesitant appearance, and hastily spoke up: "If the two of you are willing to withdraw from this competition, the Tian family is willing to compensate you both. What do you think?"

  Liu Lei and Zheng Chuanfeng looked at each other tacitly after hearing Tian Feng's words, and both nodded simultaneously.

  "Alright, since Tianfeng has spoken up, I'll naturally give him some face." Liu Lei responded indifferently and then left the battlefield with his two attendants.

  Zhang Huaming saw the sudden change on the battlefield, and his heart was both happy and helpless. He was happy that he didn't have to face so many powerful opponents anymore, but he was also helpless because even if these powerful opponents retreated, his current state couldn't withstand the joint attack of Tianfeng's three people. After all, when he fought against Tianfeng's three people earlier, he had already consumed half of his true energy, and when he released the Dragon's Remorse, he had exhausted another half of that remaining true energy. At this moment, his true energy was completely unable to support his next battle. This was a fight at the level of a Martial God, not a fight against those below the Martial God realm. He could rely on his physical strength to fight, but in a fight between Martial Gods, if you were careless for even a moment, congratulations, you would be in for a tragic ending, and might even sacrifice yourself.

  The four major family heads, including Xue Ling, have all withdrawn from the battlefield. The only ones left on the battlefield are Tian Feng and his two attendants. The atmosphere on the battlefield is extremely tense at this moment, with both sides seemingly waiting for a fatal blow to be struck.

  "If you want to die, then I'll fulfill your wish." Zhang Huaming's heart skipped a beat as he slowly raised his hand in a knife-like shape, unleashing an overwhelmingly powerful aura that clashed with the approaching trio of Tianfeng, their momentum evenly matched.

  "Overbearing aura of a king?" The four family heads, including Xue Ling, felt this unparalleled overbearing aura and their eyes lit up simultaneously. The next moment, the four of them had shocked expressions on their faces.

  "Brother Blood, thank you." Yan Zhenwu sent a message of thanks to Xue Ling.

  "Damn it, this old Tianfeng is really courting death!" Liu Lei and Zheng Chuanfeng both thought to themselves in secret. As the masters of the four great families, they naturally had some important mission materials passed down by their ancestors. And in their minds, the most deeply ingrained thing was one matter that their ancestors had entrusted to them: if they encountered a cultivator with the aura of a king on that day, they must not make an enemy of him, because once they became enemies with such a person, their families would suffer the disaster of extinction. As for the specific reason why, their ancestors did not elaborate, but from the serious tone in which they were entrusted, they also inferred some problems.

  Tian Feng saw Zhang Huaming's action and his expression changed suddenly. He hastily shouted: "Quick, attack with all your might."

  "Yes, master of the house." The two attendants replied in unison.

  "Hengshan is one layer!"

  "Cut off the water!"

  "Golden Light Strike!"

  Tianfeng and three others shouted in unison, the next moment, three rays of light converged into a straight line and struck towards Zhang Huaming.

  "Massacre of the Devil, Second Style: Annihilation of God!" Zhang Huaming's mouth let out a loud roar, and in the next instant, his raised hand seemed to transform into a divine sword, as a blade aura over ten zhang long slowly descended towards the incoming light.

  Tian Feng's face turned ashen as if he had just lost his parents, and he quickly retreated to the rear, shouting: "Withdraw quickly."

  The warning from Tianfeng was swift, but not as fast as Zhang Huaming's single-handed slash. The two attendants of the Heavenly House had received their master's warning, but unfortunately, the situation no longer allowed them to retreat. As soon as Zheng Chuanfeng and others heard the name of the move shouted out from Zhang Huaming's mouth, they quickly retreated in unison.

  Boom! Boom! Boom! The earth shook violently, as if it were a massive earthquake of over ten levels. A gigantic mushroom cloud burst forth in the sky, accompanied by two blood-curdling screams.

  Zhang Huaming's figure shot out like a cannonball and directly entered the mountain wall, creating a human-shaped deep pit in the mountain wall.