"Boom!" High in the sky, spear shadows raged. They were forceful and murderous. Like a heaven-defying dragon, they erupted with terrifying might as they surged towards An Wufeng.
Boundless Desolation Ghost had used all his strength in that attack. He ignored everything else and erupted with the strongest power in his Martial Body.
For the Rakshasa race, he had gone all out!
An Wufeng's eyes trembled slightly before turning cold. The Wings of Death on his back suddenly flapped and expanded rapidly.
He had actually hidden his strength in the previous clash.
And now, in order to fend off Boundless Desolation Ghost, he had no choice but to release all his strength.
Everyone's eyes trembled. They clearly never expected An Wufeng to be this terrifying.
"Whoosh!" At that moment, An Wufeng's wings flapped as his aura surged to its limits. A vortex of death appeared in the air and whistled out, blasting towards Boundless Desolation Ghost.
"Boom!" The next instant, the two extreme forces collided, causing the void to tremble violently.
"Chi! Chi! Chi!" The two forces collided, devoured and clashed with each other, producing an ear-piercing sound in the void.
The crowd was astounded by this scene as they were visibly moved.
No one had expected this battle to be so intense.
Nie Tian's eyes trembled slightly as he stared intently at Boundless Desolation Ghost.
If he had known that Boundless Desolation Ghost was unafraid of death, he would never have let the latter be the first to fight.
"Bam!" At that moment, a violent explosion boomed in the void. The world trembled as the blood-colored spear shadows shattered. They transformed into boundless spear intent and sanguine aura that surged wildly in the void.
Boundless Desolation Ghost had ignited his sanguine aura and damaged his Martial Dao foundation, but he was ultimately no match for An Wufeng.
"Bam!" Following that, a dull thud sounded as a blood-colored figure was sent flying, leaving a bloody trail in the air.
"Your Highness!" Nie Tian's eyes trembled as he exclaimed.
"Your Highness!" The Rakshasa race members exclaimed as well, their expressions sorrowful.
"Whoosh!" At that moment, An Wufeng's figure suddenly moved. Like a beam of light, he was extremely fast.
Wherever his figure passed, a sanguine light would appear in the air.
"Bastard!" Nie Tian's eyes narrowed as he growled like a wild beast.
An Wufeng had managed to parry Boundless Desolate Ghost's Hand of Destruction!
"This …" When the crowd saw this, they could not help but gasp in shock.
It was no wonder An Wufeng did not directly kill Boundless Desolate Ghost. He wanted the latter's Hand of Destruction.
"It's such a waste for something as good as the Hand of Destruction to be on him." An Wufeng froze. He smiled faintly and put the Hand of Destruction away.
He originally wanted to kill Boundless Ghost Desolate, but now he changed his mind.
Desolate Ghost Boundless ignited his blood energy and damaged his martial dao foundation. His martial body was almost crippled. Coupled with the loss of the Hand of Destruction, he could be said to be a piece of trash.
Instead of killing the Boundless Desolate Ghost, An Wufeng would rather see the former live in shame.
Nie Tian's eyes trembled. His figure moved and caught the Boundless Desolate Ghost.
At this moment, the Boundless Desolate Ghost was drenched in blood. His body was covered in bloody wounds, and it was an extremely shocking sight.
However, he still had a sliver of aura. He was still alive.
Nie Tian frowned and hurriedly released the power of the Earth Vein Source to help the Boundless Desolate Ghost stabilize his aura.
"Boundless!" At that moment, Yuluo and company arrived. When they saw the dying Boundless Desolate Ghost in Nie Tian's arms, they could not help but tear up.
To Yuluo, the Boundless Desolate Ghost was like an elder brother.
And in the eyes of the other Rakshasa clansmen, the Boundless Desolate Ghost lived up to his title as the Rakshasa Fiend Son.
Moments later, dense beads of sweat appeared on Nie Tian's forehead. He had finally stabilized the Boundless Desolate Ghost's aura.
However, he sensed that the Boundless Desolate Ghost's Yuan Meridians had completely collapsed.
This meant that even if the Boundless Desolate Ghost could survive, he would be a piece of trash in the future.
The final spear strike had damaged Boundless Desolate Ghost's martial dao foundation. Coupled with An Wufeng's heavy strike, it was already a miracle that he could survive.
"The mighty Rakshasa Fiend Son can only be trash in the future. What a pity." At that moment, An Wufeng's cold and mocking voice sounded from high in the sky.
"An Wufeng!" Nie Tian suddenly looked up as his eyes turned murderous. He enunciated each word clearly, "You will pay the price for this!"
"Is that so?" An Wufeng sneered as the mockery on his face intensified.
At that moment, everyone finally reacted. The way they looked at An Wufeng was filled with unconcealable fear and dread.
An Wufeng's strength was just too terrifying.
Everyone originally believed that the strongest person among the five Asura races was Feiheavenly Wolf.
But from the looks of it, An Wufeng's strength was not inferior to Feiheavenly Wolf's.
At that moment, Tang Shisan sent a voice transmission to Nie Tian. "Nie Tian, take good care of him. I'll help him retrieve the Hand of Destruction." Then, he moved and stepped into the void.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Tang Shisan with a hint of worry.
An Wufeng's strength had exceeded his expectations.
Would Tang Shisan be An Wufeng's match?
Upon seeing Tang Shisan appear, everyone looked up and focused their gazes on him.
Tang Shisan was the Holy Fiend Blood Lord chosen by the Holy Fiend Blood. Everyone wanted to see how strong the Holy Fiend Blood Lord was.
"Tang Shisan, it's finally your turn." An Wufeng looked at Tang Shisan as the corner of his lips curled into a cold smile.
"You've been looking forward to this battle for a long time, right?" Tang Shisan smiled faintly as the look in his eyes turned extremely odd.
"That's right." An Wufeng sneered and did not deny it. He said directly, "Ever since you came to the Darkwing Empire, I've wanted to kill you. I never expected an outsider trash like you to gain the recognition of the Holy Fiend Blood.
"But that's no longer important because very soon, the Holy Fiend Blood will be mine."
The cold and deep voice was filled with intense killing intent.
"An Wufeng, you sure are honest." The corner of Tang Shisan's mouth twitched as he smiled faintly.
He was already the Holy Fiend Blood Lord, but An Wufeng did not hide his killing intent at all. He had even said it in front of so many people. He was truly arrogant.
This also meant that he was extremely confident he could kill Tang Shisan.
In fact, to him, Tang Shisan had always been trash, a piece of trash that had no right to be his opponent.
He could not understand why the Holy Fiend Blood would choose a piece of trash!
"Make your move." Tang Shisan's eyes quivered as he did not say another word.
If he could not defeat An Wufeng, he really did not have the right to be the Holy Fiend Blood Lord.
"Hmph!" An Wufeng sneered. Following that, Wings of Death appeared on his back as his aura surged to its limits.
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