623: C623 They Were All Monstrous Geniuses

C623 They Were All Monstrous Geniuses

One had to admit that Wude was definitely a swindler. He clearly had the ability to fight intermediate Martial Lord, but he insisted on showing weakness in front of these two low grade Martial Lord. In the end, he caught them off guard and destroyed the front teeth of these two Martial Lord warriors.

"Ouch! It hurts so much!" The two Martial Lord covered their mouths and kept spitting out blood. They were in a very sorry state. They looked at the ground and found that three or four of their teeth had been broken.

"Hehe, interesting. Today, I finally know what it means to 'beat you until you look for your teeth' all over the ground. This is too fun. " Wude almost clapped his hands and cheered. The faces of the two Martial Lord warriors turned ashen. Immediately after that, they unleashed their Destiny Spirit, which turned out to be two huge swords of slaughter. They roared furiously, wanting to cut Wude's body apart.

Wude's body shone with a bright golden light. He took a step forward, and a tremendous change took place in his body. That wretched, vulgar, and hateful temperament had disappeared. What replaced it was a pure and holy radiance that flowed out. It was as if it was going to engulf the heavens, as if it was a true ancient Buddha. It was going to bring salvation to the world, illuminate the world.

At this moment, Wude seemed to have completed his meritorious deed and became a Buddha. The sudden change in his temperament made Han Feng and the others feel unaccustomed to it.

"Whether you are a Buddha or a devil, stop my Heavenly Sword Sect. Kill! ” Two Martial Lord ignored the blood at the corner of their mouths, and charged at Wude with all their might. Their Destiny Spirit swords were flowing with the brilliance of the stars, and they were crystal clear. It was as if they were made of crystal. It was indestructible.

"Dong!" Wude took another step forward. His dharma was boundless, like a stormy sea. Ancient Sanskrit characters struck out one after another, like the hands of a god. Boom! The two Destiny Spirits shattered in an instant. Bao Hui dimmed. Wude struck out two more Buddhist Seals. He pressed down on the two Martial Lord warriors. After a while, the two Martial Lord warriors' bodies disappeared from the world. Without any blood, they died quietly.

Everyone was shocked, especially those from the Heavenly Sword Sect. They thought that their sword techniques were unique to the Wuya City. It was hard to find a worthy opponent amongst those of the same level, but in just an instant, two of them were killed by this fat monk. This fat man's combat strength was really formidable!

"Great Master Wude, come and give me a hand." Cao Wuyang faced two low grade Martial Lord alone, and the sound of thunder rumbled. A brilliant light burst out from the explosion, causing everyone's heart to tremble. However, the two Martial Lord weren't weak either. The two swords combined into one. A powerful attack was unleashed. The sword light was circulating, as if it was going to cut through the stars in the sky.

"Amitabha. Little benefactor, this is your training. Can't you handle a mere two people from the Sword Sect?" The halo on Wude's body faded. The Buddha Light was no longer there, and his aura had weakened. He had returned to his shifty look.

"If you're unwilling, then so be it. Why do you have to speak in such a dignified manner?" Cao Wuyang said discontentedly. How could this guy be a great master? He was clearly a thief monk.

Wude shook his head, "That's not true. You are still young, and you don't understand my good intentions. I don't blame you. Two people from the Sword Sect, listen carefully. Don't hurt this little brother of yours. Otherwise, I won't forgive you."

Everyone was speechless after hearing Wude's words. This guy refused to put in any effort after his battle. It was obvious that he wanted to watch a good show from the side.

Han Feng didn't know if he had heard wrongly, but he felt that when Wude said the word "Sword Sect," he said "b * tch."

The people of the Sword Sect lost their temper after being scolded by Wude. However, the speed of his sword was getting faster and faster. They were flustered and exasperated. They wanted to kill the opponent in front of them before killing this fat monk.

Wude swaggered to the side. He didn't want to take the opportunity to slip away. He knew that Senior Brother Wu Jue was staring at him not far away. He wouldn't let him disappear so easily.

"Kid, it's your luck to be able to fight me for so long. Now, I won't hold back. I'll cripple you first, then I'll go and kill that bastard monk. " The Mid Martial Lord in front of Han Feng said in a cold voice. He no longer cared about his usual self restraint. One after another, sword beams were unleashed with a murderous aura, cutting down everything in their path. Han Feng kept unleashing terrifying devil seals. However, they were still ripped apart by his opponent.

"It seems like my cultivation base is still a little low after all." Han Feng thought to himself. If it wasn't for him suppressing himself all this time... I'm afraid Astral Martial Stage is already in his bag. He was confident that if he had stepped into the Astral Martial Stage, even if he was only at the Astral Martial Stage Level One... It would be very easy for him to kill this Mid Martial Lord. But now... He still needed some external help.

"Blood Devil Halberd!" A monstrous devil halberd appeared in Han Feng's hand, and a blood-red light instantly shot into the sky. Han Feng used the power of the Divine Crest to break through the next layer of defense, causing the Blood Devil Halberd to return to the level of an Earth Rank weapon. Its power was boundless.

According to what Evil Sovereign said, Devil Lord Xuechuan should be an expert who had half a foot in the Immortal Martial Stage. Although he didn't claim to be a supreme expert, his cultivation base had already reached that level, which was why he had left his soul behind in the battle. He had borrowed the soul of a dead man. This Blood Devil Halberd was Devil Lord Xuechuan's supreme treasure, and its highest grade. It should be a Heaven Rank Divine Weapon.

With the help of Evil Sovereign, it shouldn't be a problem for him to restore the Blood Devil Halberd to its former glory. However, if Han Feng displayed the might of a Heavenly Weapon, he was afraid that others would immediately think of him, and some of the Sovereign might even seize his weapon.

Furthermore, with Han Feng's cultivation base, it was too much for him to control a Heavenly Weapon. If he was careless and suffered a backlash, the loss would outweigh the gain.

"Earth Weapon?" The Mid Martial Lord's eyes trembled. Their huge Heavenly Sword Sect only had one peak Profound Weapon, and it was still in the Sect Chief's hands. Unless there was something that shook the entire sect, it would be very difficult to see the face of this peak Profound Weapon.

Divine weapons were even rarer than powerful warriors. It was rumored that there was a Fourth Grade Divine Pattern Master in Wuya City. His status was extraordinary, and his ability to forge weapons was extraordinary. However, very few people had seen him before, as if he was isolated from the world.

"This Earth Weapon is mine." The Middle Grade Martial Lord was full of confidence. The Heavenly Sword in his palm had turned into a giant. It was dozens of meters long, and it was filled with sword energy. It was as if there was an eternal divine radiance lingering on it. He held the huge sword in his hand and slashed down at Han Feng. The entire space was shaking violently, as if it would collapse under this sword.

The heaven and earth trembled, as if there was a surging sword energy responding to this sword attack. The monstrous sword force slashed down horizontally. Han Feng could only feel a boundless tearing force lunging at him. It caused his body to tremble, but then he took a step forward. The Blood Devil Halberd was unleashed. In an instant, a blood-red beam of light pierced through the ten thousand techniques. It pierced through the gigantic sword, and it looked like a sea of blood. It enveloped the entire space, stirring up the wind and clouds in the heaven and earth. The expression of the intermediate Martial Lord changed drastically. He summoned a terrifying cauldron. It stood in front of him and protected him.

Dong!

The blood-colored light from the Blood Devil Halberd struck the cauldron. Immediately after, cracking sounds could be heard as the cauldron was directly shattered by the blood-colored light, turning into fragments on the ground. The luster was no longer there.

"Astral Martial Stage Level Four, is he really that great?" Han Feng walked forward. He was a Mid Martial Lord from the Heavenly Sword Sect. He was slightly stronger than the Mid Martial Lord he had encountered before. He was only a step away from breaking through to the Astral Martial Stage Level Five. Even so, after Han Feng used the Earth Weapon, he still couldn't withstand a single blow.

"Han Feng is still a step ahead." Cao Leiyang was also engaged in a great battle with a Mid Martial Lord, and his body was covered in lightning. However, he was a little difficult to deal with. Apart from his sword intent, his opponent was also extremely powerful. His defense was also very strong, and his lightning was unable to break through it. It made him somewhat annoyed.

However, a moment later, Cao Leiyang's lightning pagoda came crashing down. The Mid Martial Lord was forced to retreat, and was injured by the force of the lightning.1

"Retreat!" The two Mid Martial Lord realized that something was not right. They hastily called out to the two men who were fighting Cao Wuyang. The four Martial Lord moved together in a flash, and they held their swords in their hands to defend themselves.

"You won't be able to escape." Wude stood out at this time. His palm trembled, as if a purple golden alms bowl had bloomed. In an instant, it covered the sky above the four men from the Heavenly Sword Sect. A boundless Buddha light pierced through the nine heavens and the underworld. The four Martial Lord figures were completely controlled by the golden light. It was as if all the spiritual energy in their bodies had been frozen. They couldn't use it.

"Damn fatty, I didn't expect you to have so many treasures with you." Cao Wuyang said with a smile. He didn't realize that Wude's face had turned dark, but Cao Wuyang didn't care about that. After all, this fatty just stood there and watched.

"Even a monk from the Buddhist Temple has such a treasure. It's really like there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons." Cao Leiyang couldn't help but sigh with emotion. If Divine Seal Palace really wanted to deal with Buddhist Temple... I'm afraid it's going to be a big loss, isn't it? This was a bone that was very hard to chew, and even he felt a headache coming on.

Han Feng smiled faintly and didn't explain Wude's special physique. After all, this was Wude's own matter. If he didn't want to say it, Han Feng naturally wouldn't mention it.

"Don't kill us. We will leave now and never find trouble with you again!" A low grade Martial Lord panicked. They originally thought that they could rely on their own strength. They never thought that each and every one of them would have the ability to jump ranks and fight. They were instantly turned into slag.

"Troublesome?" Han Feng took a step forward and a surge of force swept out, suppressing the Martial Lord until he couldn't even raise his head, "Do you think you can live until the next time you see me?"

"This..." The Martial Lord's bones creaked under the pressure. He felt extremely uncomfortable and was unable to speak.

"If you kill us, the Sword Sect will avenge us!" A Mid Martial Lord said coldly. In fact, before this, he had already informed the whereabouts of Han Feng and the others from the Sword Sect. If nothing unexpected happened... He should be here soon.

"Revenge? I, Han Feng, am not afraid of revenge." Han Feng smiled fearlessly and pointed his finger forward. In an instant, a sword Qi shot out from the tip of his finger. A Low-grade Martial Lord was instantly killed.

Just as Han Feng was about to attack again, a terrifying threat suddenly attacked them. Han Feng's eyes sparkled as he looked into the distance. It was as if there was a sword light sweeping across the sky and earth. It was the High Rank Martial Lord.

"This is a little too much." Cao Wuyang muttered, but the excitement in his eyes was even greater. The Cao family had as many High Rank Martial Lords as rice. Would he, Cao Wuyang, be afraid?

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