Immortal God of War-Chapter 690 - 657: Fight to the Summit (7)_1

It was only at this moment that Ling Yu and his three companions came to a sudden realization. First, he gave the three hope, then he pushed them into hell, deriving pleasure from their sorrow. This fellow’s methods of tormenting people were indeed unique.

"You guys like to gang up on people, don’t you?" The Wolf King scoffed, his disdain plain in his eyes. "We’re standing right here, why aren’t you attacking?"

Mo Wushen’s gaze faltered as he knelt on the ground, pleading, "Qin Feiyang, I was wrong. Can you let me go?"

"Fine!" Qin Feiyang said indifferently. "You jump into the Bitter Sea yourself. If you don’t die, I won’t kill you."

Mo Wushen trembled in body and spirit, his face twisted in agony. "That’s sending me to my death, isn’t it?" he cried.

"How could it be?" Qin Feiyang said, a smile playing on his lips. "We all managed to escape from the Bitter Sea. With your abilities, you should be able to as well."

Mo Wushen’s face turned deathly white at his words.

"What good will begging him do? Does he look like the kind of person who would show mercy?" transmitted the blond youth.

"Then what do you suggest? I don’t want to die!" Mo Wushen transmitted back angrily.

"Don’t worry, we won’t die because I have a plan to get us out of here," the blond youth replied via transmission.

"Speak quickly!" Mo Wushen and the green-haired youth perked up, immediately transmitting the thought.

"Among these people, there are several one-star War Ancestors. If we manage to capture one of them, we can use them as leverage," transmitted the blond youth.

"Good, let’s do it!" The green-haired youth agreed without any hesitation. They had no other options now – they could only stake everything on this one gamble.

Mo Wushen gritted his teeth, transmitting, "Alright, as long as I can escape, I’ll follow your command."

"Then listen well," transmitted the blond youth. "When we attack Qin Feiyang to distract them, you’ll seize the opportunity to capture those two women. From what I’ve observed, those two women are the weakest."

He was referring to Ren Wushuang and Shen Mei.

"No problem," Mo Wushen agreed. With his abilities, he was confident of capturing the two easily, provided no one interfered.

It all happened in an instant. Once the three had decided, the blond and green-haired youths suddenly stood, their killing intent overwhelming as they charged towards Qin Feiyang, their demeanor suggesting they were ready to risk everything.

"Still not giving up?" The crowd exchanged glances, a hint of mockery flashing in their eyes. Moreover, they all stood still, silently watching the two.

Seeing this, the blond and green-haired youths were bewildered. What’s going on? We’re both Three Star War Ancestors, after all. Although Qin Feiyang has the numerical advantage, they should at least show some degree of alertness towards our sudden attack! But why are they all motionless?

"Forget it, this is a good opportunity," transmitted the blond youth. "The key figure here is Qin Feiyang. As long as we overthrow him, we can turn the tide."

The green-haired youth nodded. The value of capturing Qin Feiyang was much greater than that of capturing the two women.

The two youths moved at high speed, straight towards Qin Feiyang. At the same time, they closely monitored Lu Xingchen, Ling Yu, Feng Ranran, and Zhao Yu, because those four were the ones they dreaded the most.

Twenty meters! Ten meters!

At this moment, the blond youth and his companion were just a step away from Qin Feiyang. Seeing that Lu Xingchen and his group remained motionless, the two youths were overjoyed. They dove forward, their claw-like hands lashing out, just about to grab Qin Feiyang.

SWISH!

But at that moment, Lo Dan, who was standing to the side, stepped forward, blocking Qin Feiyang.

"You damned bitch, get out of the way!" the two men roared angrily. Simultaneously, their outstretched, claw-like hands clenched into fists, Battle Intent erupting as they blasted towards Lo Dan.

However, in their impatience, the two men failed to notice Lo Dan’s cultivation level.

"Not only is your character poor, but your mouths are also filthy. You deserve to be slapped!" Lo Dan’s eyes turned cold. With a graceful movement, she casually avoided their punches. Immediately after, she raised her delicate hand and smacked both of them squarely across their faces.

SLAP! SLAP!

The two sharp, crisp slaps echoed刺耳!

The blond and green-haired youths were sent flying, tumbling to the ground in a disgraceful heap. Fresh blood sprayed from their mouths, and their faces swelled up like pigs’ heads.

So she also masters perfect auxiliary battle techniques, Qin Feiyang muttered to himself. Lo Dan was right in front of him, so he had seen her movements clearly. Her speed was in no way inferior to that of Ling Yu and his group!

As for the blond and green-haired youths, they were simply stunned, touching their burning cheeks, unable to recover their senses for some time. Mo Wushen, watching from the sidelines, was trembling with fear! To think Qin Feiyang has such a frightening woman by his side! At this moment, his heart was filled with fear, and he had completely forgotten the task given to him by the blond youth.

Simultaneously, Ling Yu, Feng Ranran, and Zhao Yu walked over. Ling Yu chuckled and asked, "Brother Qin, how do you plan to deal with them?"

Qin Feiyang replied with a grin, "Of course, I want them to taste what it’s like to be trapped in the Bitter Sea."

"Understood," Ling Yu nodded.

"No!" Mo Wushen and his two companions suddenly regained their senses and knelt on the ground in unison, terror painted across their pale faces.

"You say ’no,’ and I should just let you go?" Ling Yu sneered, grabbing Mo Wushen and dragging him towards the edge of the square.

"Please, spare me... Just consider me a mad dog that bites people..." As he was dragged to the edge of the square, facing the Sea of Blood below, Mo Wushen was terrified out of his wits, continuously kowtowing and begging Ling Yu for mercy.

"Don’t compare yourself to a dog, because you’re not worthy," Ling Yu scoffed dismissively. He lifted Mo Wushen and tossed him out like a piece of trash.

"You bastards! I swear, even as a ghost, I won’t let you go!" Mo Wushen howled resentfully. In mid-air, unable to fly, he could only watch helplessly as he plummeted towards the Bitter Sea. What could be more agonizing, more desperate than this?

Finally, with a SPLASH, Mo Wushen plunged into the Bitter Sea, instantly swallowed by the bloody waves. Only his hate-filled voice remained, echoing through the heavens and the earth, lingering for a long time.

Watching this, the blond and green-haired youths muttered to themselves, despair in their hearts reaching its peak, "He really killed him..."

"Brother Qin, we beg you, please spare us," the two men pleaded, crawling and kneeling before Qin Feiyang. "We swear, we will serve you like oxen and horses, be your servants for a lifetime. If we break this oath, may heaven strike us dead and the earth swallow us whole!"

Qin Feiyang shook his head. "I don’t need servants, and you’re not worthy."

The blond youth asked angrily, "Are you really determined to wipe us out?"

"If you hadn’t provoked us first, why would we have turned against you?" Qin Feiyang said indifferently. "So, it’s not me who wants to wipe you out; you’re seeking your own deaths." He then nodded at Ling Yu and the others.

The four of them immediately stepped forward, grabbing the two men and dragging them to the edge of the square.

"No, no, no!" "We beg you!" Looking at the Sea of Blood below, the two men were utterly terrified.

Ling Yu sneered, "Even if Qin Feiyang doesn’t kill you, we wouldn’t spare you."

The blond youth’s heart trembled. In desperation, he roared, "If you dare, fight us one-on-one!"

"Hmm?" The four were taken aback.

"If we lose, we’ll jump into the Bitter Sea ourselves. But if we win, you let us go," proposed the blond youth.

Zhao Yu asked with a smile, "Do you think that’s necessary?"

"What? Are you scared?" the blond youth sneered.

"Scared?" Zhao Yu laughed in anger. "Fine, I’ll indulge you. Bring it on!"

"We’re not challenging you; we’re challenging him!" The blond youth pointed at Qin Feiyang and bellowed, "Do you dare to fight me?"

Fatty grinned and took a step forward. "Is our Boss someone you’re qualified to challenge?" he said scornfully. "Want to play? Master Fatty will play with you."

The blond youth glanced at Fatty and sneered, "Qin Feiyang, if you’re a man, don’t hide behind others!"

"You’re courting death!" A murderous glint flashed in Fatty’s eyes.

But just then, Qin Feiyang pushed Fatty aside. "You’re so eager to challenge me?" he said with a faint smile. "Then, before you die, I’ll grant your wish."

Ren Wushuang’s expression changed drastically. She grabbed Qin Feiyang’s arm and transmitted urgently, "Feiyang, you’re no match for them! Don’t be reckless!"

"Don’t worry!" Qin Feiyang smiled, gently pushing Ren Wushuang aside. He then walked to face the blond youth and his companion. "Dealing with you one by one is too troublesome. Come at me together!"

"What?" This time, it wasn’t just Ren Wushuang; everyone stared at Qin Feiyang, dumbfounded. One against two? Has this guy lost his mind? Doesn’t he know the blond youth and his companion are both Three Star War Ancestors?

Even the Wolf King and Fatty couldn’t help but worry. They were naturally quite familiar with Qin Feiyang’s strength, but the two opponents were no simple characters either. Most critically, they had never fought the blond youth and his companion before and knew nothing of their methods or trump cards. If they were hiding some terrifying ace, wouldn’t he be digging his own grave?

Simultaneously, the blond youth and his companion were also stunned. They had never imagined Qin Feiyang would be so arrogant. When they recovered, a brilliant smile spread across their faces. One against two? This arrogant bastard really doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"You said it. You can’t go back on your word halfway through," said the green-haired youth.

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly. "Don’t worry, I absolutely won’t."

BOOM!

The two exchanged a glance, and the might of Three Star War Ancestors erupted from them without reservation, rushing towards Qin Feiyang. The moment their pressure enveloped Qin Feiyang, victorious smiles appeared on their faces.

"Qin Feiyang, you’re too arrogant," they sneered. "Actually, we’ve also seen that your strength is indeed impressive, but your cultivation is too low. Against you, pressure alone is enough. Now, you can’t even move. How are you going to use your techniques?"

"Is that so?" Qin Feiyang smiled faintly and took a step forward.

"How is that possible?" The blond youth and his companion stared with wide, furious eyes, their eyeballs nearly popping out.

Fatty said playfully, "Has no one told you? Our Boss has already opened the Door of Potential. Pressure is useless against him."

"What? The Door of Potential!" The two of them trembled in body and spirit, utterly disbelieving. They truly hadn’t known. And they had never imagined that someone in this world could actually open the legendary Door of Potential.