"Heeheeheehee, hahahahaha!" The old man let out a strange, shrill laugh, and the melody of the three-stringed instrument in his arms suddenly grew frantic.
As the music changed, a group of brooms scattered in an instant and surrounded Chen Feng.
I have to finish this quickly, or things will get troublesome, Chen Feng thought. The Demonic Power inside him began to gather.
The Sun Chasing Sword Technique was the strongest martial art created by Holy War. It burned life energy to condense a force as strong and unyielding as the sun, capable of shattering anything.
But unlike Holy War, wisps of black light seeped from Chen Feng's body, as if they were going to swallow all the light around him.
While Chen Feng gathered his strength, the brooms charged and began pounding at the vital points across his body.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!!!
The brooms slammed into Chen Feng's hard scales, producing a series of muffled thuds. Suddenly, Chen Feng felt a chill at his lower vital area. One broom had thrust up at him from below, aiming straight for his groin. Its charred appearance marked it as the very broom Chen Feng had previously battered with his Fire Fist.
Whoosh! The broom suddenly swung at empty air. Not only that, but the other brooms missed as well; some even lost control of their swings and smashed into one another.
Chen Feng, who had vanished without warning, appeared behind the old man with the three-stringed instrument in an instant. The old man had never expected Chen Feng to be able to teleport. He managed only to turn his head before Chen Feng turned his hand into a blade and chopped off his head.
Not only that, but the old man's body quickly decayed, turning to ash along with his