BSI Chapter 161 Mutual Resentment
Chapter 161 Mutual Resentment
The result of the clash between Ye Feng and the Mechanical Race Martial God.
Both of them were far beyond their expectations.
Ye Feng never expected that his powerful attack, costing 450 million, would fail to cleave his opponent in two.
The mechanical warrior god was even more surprised.
A sixth-tier human warrior can unleash attacks that approach the limits of a martial god.
It should be noted that the limit of a martial god's blood and energy is only slightly over one hundred million.
With the addition of various arcane talents, the attack power can at most increase three or four times.
In other words, the God of War's maximum attack output is around 400 million.
Four hundred and fifty million.
This is almost at the threshold of the ninth-tier invincible realm. A sixth-tier being unleashing an attack comparable to the early stages of the invincible realm.
Where can I go to seek justice?
The mechanical warrior is in a very bad situation right now.
His Silver Moon Armor helped him absorb half of the attack.
The remaining 220 million attack was 70% neutralized by his defensive techniques, which he had painstakingly cultivated over many years.
In reality, less than 70 million yuan actually reached him.
He was a Martial God in the late stage, with 90 million units of Qi and Blood.
Withstanding an attack of 70 million directly resulted in severe injury.
"What kind of bullshit mysterious martial god is this! I'm absolutely certain this time!"
"That war god who destroyed our clan's vanguard team is none other than Ye Feng!"
The mechanical warrior wiped the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He had just suspected that Ye Feng was a martial god.
He is now 100% certain.
His mind was racing, calculating escape routes.
He's too scared to fight anymore.
"This is the territory of Great Xia Avenue!"
"Ye Feng bestowed another great blessing!"
"Only a dog would fight you again!"
Ye Feng is also in a bad situation.
He was suspended in mid-air.
The hand holding the Soul-Slaying Blade was trembling.
His hand was split open, and blood dripped down the hilt of the knife.
His breathing was erratic, and his blood and qi were surging wildly throughout his body.
The unleashing of his charged attack had left him completely exhausted.
He's at his last gasp.
In his current state, let alone cutting down a martial god, just being able to stay suspended in the air is already an incredible feat.
"Damn it, I've really messed up." Ye Feng cursed himself in his heart.
"That ultimate move didn't kill that martial god."
"What should I do then? Run away?"
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"Or the main character will die!"
His mind raced, and he racked his brains for a solution.
Running away is the safest option.
As long as we return to Jiangcheng.
Zhao Gongming was able to stop this mechanical warrior.
I won't run.
Given his current state!
That would be suicide.
He glanced at the mechanical warrior god who was also hovering in mid-air in the distance.
The other person was looking at him too.
The two stared at each other from a distance, neither daring to make the first move.
Ye Feng was afraid that the mechanical race's martial god would take direct action.
The mechanical warrior god feared that Ye Feng would unleash that same strike again.
The two of them stared at each other in mid-air.
The air seemed to freeze.
Ye Feng's mind was racing.
His strongest move is a charged attack.
He used up all three thousand charges, but didn't even manage to cut off a few hairs on the opponent's head.
As for the sword-drawing technique, forget about it; an attack power of over 100 million is a joke in front of a martial god.
He glanced down at the kill count on the system panel.
Three million kill points.
That's enough for him to regain his strength and run away!
The mechanical warriors were also pondering the same question.
He was more anxious than Ye Feng.
The first path: Don't run!
This Ye Feng has the blessing of the Great Xia Avenue.
I definitely can't win!
If we wait until Ye Feng, the Martial God, recovers...
Give him another stab.
He might just die.
The second rule is to run.
But where will the Silver Moon family put their face after this?
Even a martial god like him has his pride!
What kind of martial god runs away after only a few moves!
Am I shameless?
If this gets out, he won't be able to stay in the Machine Race anymore.
After much deliberation!
The mechanical warrior god was still preparing to flee.
What's dignity compared to your own life!
"Fortunately, our ancestor had the foresight to arrange a backup plan in advance. I only need to execute Plan B and lure this human warrior to the next ambush site."
"The dignity of a martial god is no longer important!"
"Nothing is more important than family honor!"
"Lure Ye Feng into the ambush set up by the Ancestor, and let the Ancestor deal with him."
He glanced at Ye Feng, then turned and ran.
The silver-white figure drew a long arc in the air.
Ye Feng stood there watching the silver-white figure fly further and further away.
He paused for a moment.
Ran?
He ran away?
A dignified martial god has run away?
Ye Feng blinked to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
The mechanical race's martial god was driven away by him, a late-stage sixth-tier warrior.
If this scene were recorded and posted online, the entire Xia Dynasty would probably be in an uproar.
Ye Feng did not give chase immediately.
He first opened the system panel.
"System, add all three million kill points you just gained to your health."
[Ding! 3000000 kill points consumed. Host's health points increased by 3000000!]
[Ding! Host's Qi and Blood Value has reached 8,000,000 points!]
[Ding! Host's martial arts cultivation has advanced to the late stage of the sixth rank!]
A tremendous power surged from the depths of Ye Feng's dantian, completely repairing the injuries caused by the backlash from his ultimate move.
The damaged meridians were reconnected.
Eleven million Qi and Blood Points.
Combined with the Bloodlust talent and the burst damage of a charged attack.
One more strike should be enough to kill that mechanical warrior.
Ye Feng flexed his wrists.
God-slaying wings suddenly unfurled behind him.
The wings shone with a brilliant golden light.
"Chase!"
Ye Feng's figure transformed into a silver lightning bolt, chasing after the mechanical race's martial god.
As he chased after them, he unleashed all seventy-two flying knives from the Devouring Stars technique.
The throwing knife appeared and disappeared in the air.
Each spatial jump resulted in a precise appearance on the head of some unfortunate alien beast.
One fatal blow, clean and swift.
His current mental strength is 1.5 million.
Moreover, it has been refined using cultivation techniques.
Equivalent to five million units of mental energy.
He could easily handle seventy-two throwing knives.
Each time a monster is killed, the number of charges for a charged attack increases by one.
He wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to chase the mechanical warrior to fully charge up his three thousand charges again.
Once I've fully charged up my power, I'll deliver a blow to that mechanical warrior god first.
The mechanical warrior god flew ahead.
Ye Feng chased after him.
There is a distance of several tens of miles between them.
The mechanical warrior dared not slow down, fearing that Ye Feng would catch up and deliver another blow.
Ye Feng didn't speed up, afraid that if he chased too closely, the mechanical race's martial god would fight him to the death.
The two of them maintained a safe distance.
One was running ahead, and the other was chasing behind.
Along the way, the strange beasts encountered all suffered greatly.
When the mechanical race's war god flew over, they were so frightened by the war god's aura that they lay on the ground trembling.
Before Ye Feng could even run away, they were killed instantly by a flying knife that appeared out of nowhere.
The fairy fights and the little devil suffers.
These strange beasts didn't even get to see the gods fight; they just suffered.
"Holy crap, where did this killing god come from?" A fifth-tier bloodthirsty tiger king was lying in its territory, enjoying its lunch.
Suddenly, I sensed two terrifying auras flying in from afar.