The terrifying residual force, like a raging wave, surged forth, causing endless cracks on the defense array of Qingyue Sword Sect, almost overwhelming even the Mountain Protection Array.
Smoke rose heavily from the ground, dust flew in the air, and Ye Feng lay sprawled on the ground, utterly wretched.
"Is he dead?" The crowd stared in horror at the spot where Ye Feng had fallen. The sword strike from Xiao Xuanfeng earlier was incredibly terrifying, and probably no one below Dao Realm could withstand it; everyone thought Ye Feng was on the brink of death.
As the dust gradually settled, a figure appeared in the crowd's view — it was Ye Feng! At this moment, Ye Feng's entire attire was already in ruins, with blood flowing all over, looking extremely miserable.
Ye Feng's aura was considerably weaker compared to before, less than half of his peak.
