He swung the sword in his hand and two Psycho Boltbeasts were sent flying. Crackling sounds rang out as blood – emanating the power of lightning – scattered across the sky.

Bang! Bang!

Two deep holes appeared on the ground. However, Chen Feng was not feeling happy. Although the attack had appeared effective, Chen Feng knew that it had only managed to leave some superficial wounds on the Psycho Boltbeasts. It had failed to even damage their bones.

What mighty fleshly bodies! This is truly rare. To think that they can even take on the attack from a grade 6 Sacred artefact. Even a Yao King’s fleshly body is only at this level, no? Chen Feng watched as the two Psycho Boltbeasts he smashed into the ground emerged unscathed and he could not stop himself from blinking his eyes.

Kacha! Kacha! Kacha!

The Psycho Boltbeasts were like mobile clumps of lightning and they kept firing out bolts of lightning at Chen Feng. In the face of the lightning attacks, Chen Feng would do his best to avoid as many of them as he could. However, should he find himself incapable of avoiding the lightning attacks, he would simply take them head on. At any rate, it would simply mean a moment of numbness for him. Coincidentally, due to the loss of the...