Chapter 5282
Zhao Jingfeng was so frightened by the terrifying dragon power that he turned around and tried to escape.
But it was too late.
Kai took a step forward and appeared in front of Zhao Jingfeng like a ghost. The dragon-slaying sword in his hand shone with golden light, and he slashed down fiercely with a rage that could destroy the world!
“No!”
Zhao Jingfeng let out a desperate scream.
“Puff!”
There was a teeth-grinding sound of flesh and bone being torn apart.
Under the horrified gazes of countless people, Zhao Jingfeng’s body was actually cut in half by Kai’s sword, from the top of the head to the crotch!
Blood and internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the scene was horrific.
The whole place was dead silent, and everyone was stunned by this sudden bloody scene.
No one expected that Kai would kill Zhao Jingfeng so easily and with such cruel means!
On the VIP platform, Qin Lie suddenly stood up, his face livid, his eyes filled with shock and anger: “Kai! How dare you kill someone from my Divine Sword Villa!”
Kai leaned on his sword, glanced at Qin Fenglie coldly, and said in an icy voice: “To spare the life of this despicable and shameless attacker is a blasphemy against justice!”
After saying this, he ignored everyone’s gazes, covered his injured left shoulder, and walked down the ring step by step.
The sunlight shining on him seemed to carry a solemn and murderous aura, which made people shudder.
In this battle, Kai not only demonstrated his extraordinary strength, but also let everyone see his decisive and ruthless side.
From then on, the name “Kai” will become an indelible mark in the hearts of countless people.
The audience was dead silent for three full breaths before a deafening uproar broke out.
“Kill, kill!”
“Zhao Jingfeng…died just like that?”
“That was a sixth-rank Earthly Immortal Realm expert! He was split in half by an eighth-rank Loose Immortal Realm expert!”
At the VIP table, Qin Lie’s pupils suddenly contracted, and his fingers dug deeply into the rosewood armrest, his knuckles turning white as paper.
He stared at the horrific corpse on the ring, growling like a trapped beast from his throat, and the spiritual power in his body surged uncontrollably, and his precious brocade robe was torn into several holes by the energy.
“ah!!!”
An angry roar was like a thunderclap, and Qin Fenglie’s figure turned into a shadow on the spot, rushing towards the ring with the momentum of destroying the world.
The pressure from the eighth level of the Earthly Immortal Realm was like a real mountain, forcing the weaker cultivators below the stage to kneel on the ground with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.
“Kai! I want you to be torn into pieces!”
Just as Qin Lie’s palm wind was about to touch Kai, several figures rushed onto the stage like arrows and protected Kai behind them.
The leader was Mo Chen, holding a long sword across his chest. Although his blood was boiling due to Qin Lie’s pressure, he still kept his back straight.
“Master Qin! Stop!”
Following closely behind were more than ten disciples of the Sword Sect. They quickly formed a sword formation, and the sword lights intertwined into a net, protecting Kai firmly.
Ling Xue looked at Qin Lie with eyes filled with anger: “Zhao Jingfeng admitted defeat and then attacked first. He deserves death! Is Master Qin trying to bully others by taking advantage of his power?”
Qin Lie’s gaze was like a poisoned knife, sweeping across the Sword Sect members standing in his way, finally landing on Kai. “Bullying? My disciple was brutally murdered by that little beast. No one can protect him today!”
“Murder?”
Mo Chen laughed in anger, pointing his sword at Zhao Jingfeng’s body. “Master Qin, open your eyes and look! Who attacked you after you admitted defeat? Who violated the spirit of martial arts and assassinated you? Zhao Jingfeng deserved to die. He has brought shame upon the Divine Sword Villa!”
“You’re looking for death!”
Qin Lie was hit in the sore spot, and his palm wind suddenly turned towards Mo Chen.
“Master Qin is so majestic!”
An old voice suddenly rang out. The person in charge of Sword Saint City slowly walked onto the stage and gently waved the whisk in his hand, dispelling Qin Lie’s palm wind into nothingness. “This is Sword Saint City. How can you be so presumptuous?”