The Clan Master Can’t possibly Be A Mortal

As Qingyun Zhenren formed a sword with his fingers and pointed at Ye Feng, a blinding sword light instantly streaked across the sky, slicing even the trees on the ground in half.

Ye Feng said nothing, but in a flash, he waved the Mini Banana Palm Fan 22 times to block the sword light.

“The power of the Mini Banana Palm Fan is starting to fall behind…”

Ye Feng noticed that the force of that last fan was weaker than Qingyun Zhenren’s Sword Qi, almost reaching the limit of the fan.

This meant that if he faced stronger enemies in the future, the Mini Banana Palm Fan would be nearly useless.

Just like the Spirit Origin Clock before, once Ye Feng’s strength entered the Element Gathering Realm, he had stopped using it.

“Sigh, it seems I ultimately need to change weapons,” Ye Feng lamented.

“He actually blocked it!” Qingyun Zhenren, noticing that Ye Feng had stopped his Qingyun Sword Qi with a single fan, was instantly infuriated.

“Break for me!”

Qingyun Zhenren used both hands to form sword fingers, releasing a barrage of sharp Sword Qi at Ye Feng. In an instant, dozens of strikes headed towards Ye Feng.

“That fierce?” Ye Feng quickly dodged.

Boom, boom, boom!

Qingyun Sword Qi struck the ground, causing numerous deep pits in the primeval forest, as if struck by a barrage of meteors.

“This is not good, Sect Master Ye is constantly being pressured,” the Deputy City Lord said with a worried expression and shouted, “Sect Master Ye, quickly use your Sword Drawing Technique!”

Ye Feng, while dodging, muttered, “Do you think the Sword Drawing Technique is something I can use whenever I want? If it doesn’t hit, I lose. But if it does hit, Qingyun Zhenren is finished on the spot.”

At present, the two were merely sparring.

As for a fight to the death, it was far from reaching that extent.

Moreover, if Qingyun Zhenren were slain, the Human Race’s power would weaken, making it even less likely to be a match for Demon City.

“Break for me!”

Qingyun Zhenren, utterly unconcerned about the depletion of his True Yuan, released Qingyun Sword Qi with both hands continuously, faster and faster, until the air in front of him was filled with thick dust, gradually obscuring the view.

But those seated were all Element Gathering Realm experts who possessed Spiritual Sense, and with a simple sweep, they could see through the fog and spot Ye Feng, who was continuously dodging.

As for Qingyun Zhenren, he stood high in the sky, relentlessly discharging Sword Qi like a human-shaped cannon.

Though each strand of Sword Qi wasn’t very powerful, their relentless assault was unstoppable.

“If this were aimed at a city and continuously bombarded, in no time at all, the whole city would become ruins. Truly worthy of being Qingyun Zhenren.”

“This guy is too strong.”

“Humph, futile efforts. Haven’t you noticed that Sect Master Ye has been dodging the whole time? In my opinion, he’s definitely waiting for Qingyun Zhenren to exhaust his strength before striking back.”

The assembled Sect Leaders discussed animatedly.

In their view, although the enraged Qingyun Zhenren was fierce, he couldn’t hit Ye Feng. Even if he could suppress Ye Feng for now, if he overexerted himself, the outcome was unpredictable.

Ye Feng kept on dodging, contemplating a countermeasure.

If it were a life-and-death battle, he could have used the Sword Drawing Technique combined with the Wind Element Spirit Energy to slay Qingyun Zhenren.

But now, he was instead restrained.

“I’ve got it—restraint!”

Ye Feng’s eyes brightened as his left hand trembled slightly.

Three strands of Wind Element Spirit Energy within the Wind Spirit Pearl silently decreased by one strand.

“Ye Feng, coward, aren’t you daring to fight? Let me tell you the truth, my True Yuan is still abundant. I could keep bombarding for six hours with no trouble!” Qingyun Zhenren laughed triumphantly.

“He can last that long?” The Sect Leaders’ expressions changed.

The next moment, a glowing rope suddenly appeared around Qingyun Zhenren, instantly tying him up like a zongzi.

“What kind of spell is this?” Qingyun Zhenren found the light rope binding him to be exceptionally tough; even with the pressure of the sixth layer of the Element Gathering Realm, he couldn’t break free.

“Qingyun Zhenren has actually been tied up!”

“Sect Master Ye still had this trick up his sleeve?”

The crowd was shocked.

Becoming able to restrain Qingyun Zhenren, it meant that Ye Feng could also restrain them. With this thought, they couldn’t help but cast wary glances at Ye Feng.