1845: C1845 Instant Kill of an Upper-level Martial God

C1845 Instant Kill of an Upper-level Martial God

Boom! Boom!

A shocking collision seemed to tear the sky apart.

The moment the two attacks collided, dazzling light illuminated the heavens. No one could open their eyes. It was as if the real sun had descended here, illuminating the entire world.

This light could be seen clearly even from ten thousand miles away from the Great Sun Holy Land.

At the same time, streams of sword qi swept out in all directions like whirlwinds.

The sword qi pierced through the void, almost piercing through the space. Vaguely, the space above the Han family had become unstable. Spatial cracks began to appear continuously.

These spatial cracks weren't big, but there were a lot of them. The densely packed spatial cracks made one's heart tremble.

Sword qi rained down like a rainstorm again. It rained down like a rainstorm. Miserable screams could be heard without an end.

Among these miserable cries, there were people from the Han family and Ye Family.

The few Martial Gods of Ye Family were extremely anxious when they saw this. Could it be that there was something wrong with this purple dragon Chen Mo's head? No matter how many attacks he launched, all of them had drawn the experts of Ye Family into it.

Even if not many of them were involved, It would be a great loss for the Martial Gods of the Ye Clan.

All of a sudden, the middle ranked Martial God of the Ye Clan was startled. Could it be that the Purple Dragon Chen Ming was doing this for him?

Was he doing this to suppress the Ye Clan?

For a moment, the Super Martial God of the Ye Clan wore a complicated expression.

The rumbling sound in the air was still echoing as two figures shot out from opposite directions.

Everyone's gaze focused. They saw that Zi Long Chen's clothes were ragged and there were burns all over his body. He looked like he was in a sorry state.

The Martial Gods of the Ye Clan sucked in their breaths. Han Lun was so powerful that he had forced the Martial God of the Ye Clan to such an extent!

After all, at the Martial God Realm. . . The challenges became more and more difficult after reaching the Martial God Realm.

Currently, there were not many Divine Grade Martial Skills that had been passed down in the continent, and there was not much difference between the mastery of the Martial Skills. Therefore, in order to fight someone with a higher cultivation level, it would depend on the level of the physique of both parties.

Han Lun had the Lower-class Divine Body, and Zi Long Chen also had the Lower-class Divine Body. Similarly, Han Lun had no advantage at all in terms of the Lower-class Divine Body.

Under such circumstances, Zi Long Chen, who was a high ranked Martial God, should be able to completely crush Han Lun.

Everyone turned to look at Han Lun and were shocked once again.

Han Lun's hair was white and his hair was smooth, as if he was emitting a faint silver glow.

But now, although Han Lun was still silver, he appeared dim and incomparably messy. Looking at his face again, it was no longer that of a youthful face. It was as if he had aged dozens of years, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were revealed.

The Purple Dragon Chen's expression was ferocious. "Damn it, you burned your life force!"

"You've burned so much of your life force. Even if you manage to escape alive today, you won't be able to advance to the upper level of the Martial God Realm!"

The Martial God of the Ye Clan finally understood. It turned out that he had burned his life force. No wonder he was able to reduce the gap between him and Zi Long Chen to such an embarrassing state.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Han Lun's eyes. He had burned his life force, but that was all. He did not even injure the Violet Dragon Chen severely.

Disappointment was disappointment, but Han Lun didn't regret it. If he hadn't burnt his vitality, he would have been severely injured by now and would have lost the ability to fight.

That monstrous sword Qi would have killed most of the experts of Han family, including the Martial Saint and the Demigod.

Currently, he had only lost some disciples below the Martial Emperor Realm, and those above the Martial Emperor Realm were still fine.

The purple dragon Chen quickly calmed down, "Burning your life force to protect the people of the Han family? Unfortunately, after you die, the people of the Han family will still be killed by me. I would like to see how many times you can burn them. "

Waves of sword Qi were like a long river as it condensed behind the purple dragon, turning into a huge purple sword.

Han Lun ignored his own consumption and stood proudly. The sun wheel appeared behind him.

The eyes of the long-browed old man and the others turned red as they watched. They gritted their teeth, but because their strength was too weak, they did not dare to casually intervene, lest they drag Han Lun down. In addition, in the previous battle, the few Martial Gods had already been injured, so they did not dare to join the battle easily.

"Han family, I will definitely destroy them today!" The purple dragon Chen's furious roar echoed throughout the Great Sun Holy Land.

"How dare you!" However, at this moment, a roar that shook the heavens and the earth and resounded through the sky suddenly rumbled out, causing the void to tremble.

This sound seemed to have come from the distant horizon, like the sudden appearance of an ancient ferocious beast.

The furious roar carried a terrifying soul pressure as it ruthlessly pressed down on the Purple Dragon Chen like Mount Tai.

Puff. . .

Zi Long Chen's face was filled with shock. He couldn't believe that just a single sound from the other party had caused the Vital Spirit in his body to become completely chaotic and chaotic.

A mouthful of blood was spat out. Zi Long Chen was on the verge of collapse, and his head seemed as if it had been struck by a heavy blow, causing great waves to arise in his mental world.

"Who's there!?" The second Martial God of the Zi Clan, the Ye Clan, and the Martial God who had helped the Ye Clan burst out yelling in unison, and their expressions were filled with bewilderment.

Who would dare to mess things up now?

Could this person. . . Be here to help the Han family?

After that, under everyone's shocked gaze, a huge black dragon that was slithering through the clouds revealed itself. It appeared in front of everyone and let out a dragon's roar that soared into the sky!

Han Lun was pleasantly surprised. He had never imagined that a helper would actually appear in this hopeless situation. After the pleasant surprise, doubt arose in Han Lun's heart. Who exactly was the other party? Why was he helping the Han family? It seemed like the Han family didn't know such a huge dragon.

Martial Arts Continent, and a demon beast that was at least a low-ranked Martial God?

Han Lun was just about to clasp his fists and ask when he saw the huge body of the Black Dragon disappear and reappeared in front of everyone's eyes. It was a young man who seemed to be in his teens.

"Feng!"

"Third brother! '"

The long-browed old man, Han Xu, Lin Rou, Han Hu and Han Wu all cried out in shock.

Although they hadn't seen each other for ten years, Han Xu and the others still recognized Han Feng with a glance.

"What. . . What's going on?" Han Lun was stunned, but he also vaguely understood that this young and strong youth was very likely a disciple of the Han family.

Han Lun had been in secluded cultivation for too long, so he had no idea who Han Feng was.

Even Han Xu had only sent Han Lun a sound transmission through the long-browed old man, letting him know that there was such a figure. In fact, even now, Han Lun had never seen Han Xu before.

"Long-browed Elder, father, mother, big brother and second brother. " Han Feng nodded at the person he knew.

The long-browed old man came back to his senses and immediately transmitted his voice to Han Lun. After a moment, Han Lun understood everything. Then, he was overjoyed and laughed loudly, his voice shaking the void.

On the contrary, the Ye Clan looked miserable.

Why did such a terrifying genius suddenly appear in the Han family? There was no such news before this.

"Damned junior!" At this moment, the purple dragon Chen had already recovered, and his spiritual world had gradually calmed down.

Han Feng was too young. Due to his powerful divine soul, the purple dragon couldn't see through Han Feng's realm. It subconsciously thought that it was because it wasn't paying attention that it was severely injured by the opponent's attack.

Even if it was beaten to death, the purple dragon wouldn't believe that a mere junior could be stronger than it.

Han Feng's face turned cold, and his pupils turned dark. He stared at the purple dragon in an instant.

Zi Long Chen's cursing stopped, and he felt a chill rising from the bottom of his feet.

What kind of gaze was that? It was filled with endless coldness, as if there was a storm hidden in it, causing people to tremble in fear.

"Are you the high-level Martial God of the Zi Clan? Since you dare to cause trouble for the Han family, then go to hell!" Han Feng didn't give the high rank Martial God of the Zi family a chance to speak. He struck with the Divine Flame Battle Fist.

After years of contribution from the Martial Arts Continent race, Han Feng had already cultivated the Sacred Flame Heavenly Fist to the Divine Flame Battle Fist level and the peak of the first level of the Divine Flame Battle Fist!

The terrifying power surged like a tsunami, shocking everyone.

What. . . What kind of Divine Skill was this?

Could it be a Third Grade Divine Martial Skill? No, even a Third Grade Divine Martial Skill did not possess such might.

"A mere junior, don't think that you can contend against me just because you found a powerful Divine Skill by chance? I've cultivated for thousands of years to become a high-level Martial God, how can a little kid like you fight me? " The Purple Dragon Chen had finally found an excuse and reason for his previous injuries. It must be because of the Divine Grade Martial Skill. If he were to obtain such a Divine Grade Martial Skill, his strength would also skyrocket!

A thick greed flashed in Zi Long Chen's eyes. The Divine Grade Martial Skill he had mastered was only a mere Level 2. If he could master this seemingly Third Grade Divine Grade Martial Skill, its power would in fact exceed the powerful attack of a Third Grade Divine Skill Martial Skill that was lower than a Level-four Legendary Martial Skill. He might even be able to compete with a Legendary Martial God!

"Be careful!" Han Lun and the others' expressions changed.

Just like Zi Long Chen, Han Lun and the others thought that Han Feng had only managed to injure Zi Long Chen because of the powerful Divine Grade Martial Skill.

The Purple Dragon Chen was a high ranked Martial God. No matter how much of a genius Han Feng was, how could he be a match for Zi Long Chen before he was twenty years old?

Han Lun and the others wanted to help, but Han Feng's Divine Flame Battle Fist had already collided with the purple sword on Zi Long Chen's back.

A powerful force crushed the Purple Dragon Chen's purple sword with a single strike.

"What!?" This time, the Purple Dragon Chen was truly shocked.

Just relying on Martial Skills was something that not even a Divine level Martial Skill could do. The difference between the two sides was obvious.

The moment Han Feng attacked without holding anything back, the Cultivation base realm was exposed in everyone's eyes. It was impressively a mid-grade Martial God!

This had greatly exceeded the expectations of Han Lun and the others. According to their original plan, Han Feng would only be a demigod at most.

They had never heard of a mid-level Martial God who was less than twenty years old. It was too shocking that they had forgotten to attack.

The Divine Flame Battle Fist continued to charge forward. The Purple Dragon Chen quickly retreated, and at the same time, he threw out all the Vital Spirits on his body in an attempt to block Han Feng's attack.

It was only when he and Han Feng's Divine Flame Battle Fist came into contact with each other that the Purple Dragon Chen's attack stopped. The purple dragon Chen Cai could feel the scariness of Han Feng.

The opponent's strength clearly looked ordinary, not even at the peak of the intermediate Martial God realm, but there was an extraordinary strength within.

It was this extraordinary force that caused his attack to be extremely weak, as if it was being crushed like rotten wood.

"No!" Both of Zi Long Chen's eyes widened, and he let out an unwilling roar. In the next moment, he was completely devoured by the Divine Flame Battle Fist.

The furious roar came to an abrupt stop, and the entire world fell into silence.

Everyone's eyes fell upon Han Feng in disbelief. This guy could actually kill Zi Long Chen with a single punch!

That was a high-level Martial God!0

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