"Leaving Fire Golden Eyes!"
Two streams of gold-red light shot out from Ye Qingfeng's eyes, seeming to truly reach the speed of light, like lightning, arriving in an instant.
Even the very void seemed to be pierced through; even with Wan Potian's Peak War Emperor cultivation, he didn't react in time, and the beams instantly shot toward his abdomen.
Wan Potian's expression changed drastically. He only felt a violent pain in his abdomen, as if it were being scorched by flames. A gush of fresh blood flowed out, making him hurriedly gather all his Spiritual Power to frantically resist.
"Kill!"
Ye Qingfeng seized the opportunity, suddenly turning into a cannonball and shooting up from the ground. The earth beneath his feet shattered with a boom, forming a large pit.
The gigantic Futu Sword slashed toward Wan Potian, and streams of Sword Light had already reached his body first.
