Heavenly Ranking

Chapter 178 Total Destruction
"Hahaha! Fool! Fool!"

Xia Feng burst into laughter and started cursing.

It's unclear whether he's laughing at himself, cursing himself, or cursing Ji Fuyou.

He knew that by willingly becoming a sharp blade, he would inevitably pay the price one day...

In fact, as his knife became increasingly stained with blood, it was on the verge of becoming unusable.

He must cultivate himself into a spiritual master as quickly as possible, making himself sharper, and even escaping the fate of becoming a pawn.

but……

He never expected this day to come so soon.

and……

He didn't die in a political struggle with the Third Speaker and the President, but at the hands of someone he felt shouldn't have killed him at all.

A few years ago, he wouldn't even have been qualified to stand in front of him.

"A common man's anger can spill blood five steps away! Times have changed after all!"

Despite the excruciating pain, Xia Feng declared resolutely, "I'm not willing to die like this!"

His eyes widened, his spirit burning intensely, and his blood surging wildly...

"Come on, Ji Fuyou, let's make it a grand and spectacular affair..."

"Boom!"

The fog was shattered!
At the moment when Xia Feng was burning his spirit and blood, Ji Fuyou, who had already rushed up, unleashed his Unrivaled World-Conquering Technique, smashing through the mist with the force of thunder. The Zhenhai Spear in his hand, carrying the power of primordial chaos, ruthlessly pierced through Xia Feng's body.

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique granted him the strongest burst of power!

The Overlord's true form ignores all negative status effects!
Its unparalleled speed and impact-enhancing capabilities make it invincible!
Add to that the unshakable belief derived from the perfected and transformed Guardian Sword Intent...

This shot, with its overwhelming force, shattered all obstacles in its path.

"laugh!"

The shouting stopped abruptly.

Xia Feng stared wide-eyed at the spear that had pierced through his body, his gaze fixed on Ji Fuyou, who was now almost within reach.

Stare at this...

He really dares to defy public opinion and kill this nouveau riche!
"you……"

pity……

Ji Fuyou had no intention of wasting any more time on him.

"What a lot of nonsense."

He raised his foot and kicked.

Xia Feng's body was kicked away.

As his body flew out, the spear that had pierced through him was also pulled out at the opportune moment.

As the spear was drawn, Xia Feng's life force also rapidly drained away through the huge hole in his chest.

He stared intently at Ji Fuyou...

Resentment, regret, and pain flashed constantly in his eyes.

Just like his brilliant but short-lived life.

pity……

Even after he died completely, Ji Fuyou didn't look at him again.

What's so interesting about dead people?

He shook the blood off the Zhenhai Spear and quickly searched his body.

A small bag of source crystals.

Two weapons forged from shimmering silver.

Despite Xia Feng pulling out two shimmering silver weapons at once, these weapons are actually quite expensive.

Several spiritual masters in the Federation are equipped with weapons of this level.

Even He Qilin's weapons were primarily made of Demon-Suppressing Iron.

While this is related to his tactical choice of not particularly liking to use flying swords, it also indirectly shows how precious the weapons made from this material are.

When sold to the outside world, a single Silver Flying Sword can be exchanged for one, two, or even three Red Spirit Source Crystals.

"Xia Feng has been hiding another silver flying sword, which is one reason for his use as a killing move. Another reason is... that it should not be exposed to the light."

Ji Fuyou understood perfectly.

The second silver flying sword was definitely used by Xia Zheng to abuse his power for his son's personal gain by taking advantage of his position as the director of the Misty War Research Institute.

However, this kind of thing is normal and nothing to be surprised about.

At their level, accumulating hundreds of billions in private assets is nothing special.

Even if many people know, they will turn a blind eye and tacitly accept this behavior.

After all, everyone does it this way.

Ji Fuyou sheathed his flying sword, and a large number of fishmen had already surged towards him.

Considering that there were still Yao Huang, Lang Song, and a half-crippled assassin to deal with on the other side, he wasted no more time and quickly broke through the encirclement.

Even Xia Feng didn't have time to take off his S-level inner armor.

This inner armor was of little use against the sharpness of the Zhenhai Spear. It pierced through the man and the armor, causing severe damage. It was not worth risking your life for it.

Ji Fuyou flew across and found the longsword that had been knocked away by the Zhenhai Spear earlier.

With the longsword in hand, he quickly sensed something.

"So light."

He glanced at it and vaguely recognized it as a sword...

It was actually made of frost iron.

This is a refining material that is even more precious than Shura Stone.

Weapons forged from frost iron are not very lethal, but they are extremely agile and light.

It is best suited for martial artists with agile movements.

Sheathing his sword, Ji Fuyou leaped to Fan Hai's corpse, carrying it hundreds of meters away. While dodging the fishmen, he removed all of Fan Hai's inner armor, weapons, and three white body source crystals used for healing.

That knife wasn't exactly a divine weapon, but it was still a top-tier S-class weapon.

The price is approximately 3 contribution points.

If the inner armor reaches S-grade, the purchase price from the Spiritual Ability Association is between 5 and 10.

Even at the lowest possible price, the combined value of the two still reaches 8 million, nearly equivalent to a single Red Physique Source Crystal.

It's a huge sum of money.

"Master-level martial artists, I wouldn't dare say that each of them has a set of heavy armor made of War God Meteorite Iron and inner armor made of Ghost Silkworm Silk. They basically have S-level weapons and inner armor. The Zhenhai Spear that I have for close combat is not enough."

Carrying these spoils, Ji Fuyou strode towards the direction where Yao Huang and the others were.

His most suitable melee weapon is not one made of Asura Stone or Purgatory Iron, but rather a divine weapon forged from Cold Moon Crystal, like the one from the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

Of course, obtaining the Judgment Divine Iron would be the best outcome.

Although the Judgment Iron is heavy and may affect agility, the weapons forged from this divine iron are incredibly lethal.

It came crashing down with immense weight, and almost no one could withstand it.

However, while Cold Moon Crystal weapons are inferior to Limitless Mystic Crystals, they still surpass Purgatory Mystic Iron. Finished products are priced at over 500 million contribution points, and some top-tier creations can even reach 1000 million, comparable to red skill crystals.

Judgment Divine Iron...

Don't even think about it.

There are probably only one or two such heavy weapons in the entire Federation.

As he pondered, Ji Fuyou moved swiftly.

He doesn't need to actively search for Yao Huang.

In less than ten seconds, he had already sensed Yao Huang and the other two who were heading in this direction.

The time it took him to kill Fan Hai and Xia Feng, and to loot their spoils, was less than ten seconds...

In other words, if Xia Feng and Fan Hai had just managed to hold him off for ten or twenty seconds at most, Yao Huang and the others would have been able to join forces with them, attack from both sides, and achieve a decisive victory over him.

pity……

They overestimated their own abilities.

They also underestimated Ji Fuyou.

"call out!"

His divine sense erupted, and his flying sword pierced the sky!
Lang Song, a high-level spiritual energy user and a high-level martial artist, quickly sensed something and suddenly exclaimed, "Be careful!"

The next moment, the Wuji Sword pierced straight at Yao Huang with lightning speed and sharpness.

The speed at which the sword pierced through the mist and struck suddenly was imperceptible to anyone who had not cultivated divine sense.

Thanks to Langsong's reminder, Yao Huang's Dragon-Capturing Sword Style erupted fiercely, and the sword energy around his body seemed to transform into a swimming dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it attached itself to the Boundless Sword.

So much so that the Wuji Sword, which was shooting towards him, was actually drawn away by his sword momentum and was captured to the side, whistling past his head at a distance of half a finger.

The chilling sword intent startled Yao Huang, sending a cold sweat down his body.

But before he could react, a terrifying aura, carrying an intimidating pressure, rolled in.

In the mist, a figure roams the sea like a dragon, dominating the world.

A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

A flash of cold light appeared, and Yao Huang reacted with lightning speed.

With incredible lightness and agility, the sword in his hand went straight for the spear tip that pierced through the mist, striking the Zhenhai Spear with surprising speed and precision.

"boom!"

Flames burst forth.

This sword intercepted the Zhenhai Spear's attack, but the force contained in the spear tip was transmitted layer by layer through the moment the weapons collided, making it almost impossible for him to hold the sword.

Based on the sword in Xia Feng's hand, Ji Fuyou deduced that Yao Huang was also using a weapon made of frost iron. Therefore, this spear strike was not only powerful and heavy, but also contained the explosive force of Dan Jin.

With the momentum of the sharp sword in Zhen Pian Yao Huang's hand, Ji Fuyou, who maintained his domineering status, had already followed closely behind.

The terrifying pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down on you, immediately caused Yao Huang's expression to change drastically.

"Ji Fuyou!"

"Buzz!"

Just as Ji Fuyou was about to collide with Yao Huang's body, he keenly sensed an unnamed fire rising within him.

The instant the fire started, he realized the crucial point.

"Soul Blast!"

He immediately composed himself.

At the same time, the inner armor woven from ghostly silkworm silk emanated a faint coolness, quickly suppressing the flames that were itching to vent their fury.

On the other side, Lang Song's face turned pale, and he let out a painful groan.

However, when he sensed Yao Huang's perilous situation, he triggered a soul explosion in an attempt to save Yao Huang, only to suffer a mental backlash.

"Oh!"

The next moment, Ji Fuyou’s body crashed hard into Yao Huang’s body.

Even though his S-grade inner armor greatly mitigated the damage from the impact, the shockwave from the incredible acceleration of the "Rampage" still pounded into his limbs and bones, almost shattering his body, leaving him unable to muster the strength to fight back for a moment.

"call out!"

Cold light flashes!

"Do not……"

Under the horrified gaze of this master-level martial artist, the longsword forged from frost iron flashed forward, piercing through his skull with incredible lightness and speed.

"Brother Yao!"

Lang Song, his face deathly pale, let out a painful cry.

But then, as if he had discovered something even more terrifying.

sword!
The sword in Ji Fuyou's hand that pierced Yao Huang's head!
"This is the captain's sword... You... You killed the captain!?"

Draw your sword!
Ji Fuyou's figure did not pause at all. He burst out with power from his feet and rushed straight towards Lang Song.

"No! Run... Brother Yue, run!"

The recitation was met with a terrified scream.

He forcefully summoned his mental energy, ignited his sword intent, and desperately swung his battle blade...

In an instant...

The two are intertwined.

Ji Fuyou's figure did not pause at all, passing over his body. With a burst of strength under his feet, he leaped into the air, and the long spear in his hand pierced through the void, stabbing into the body of "Brother Yue" who was already injured.

Behind him, Lang Song, who hadn't even lasted a moment, slowly collapsed.

(End of this chapter)