Feng Wanhong and Nie Tian arrived one after the other and saw the masked martialist in the air.
"What a strong murderous intent!" Feng Wanhong's eyes trembled as he looked at the masked martialist. He could not help but exclaim inwardly.
A terrifying murderous aura surged around the masked martialist. It was sharp and cold, as if it could tear everything to shreds.
As he stood there, the surrounding space was filled with a terrifying murderous aura. It was as if his entire being was a murderous abyss.
Nie Tian could not help but narrow his eyes in astonishment.
He could sense an intense dangerous aura from the masked martialist. He had never felt such a feeling before, even when he was in front of Kouyo Oniguchi.
"Kill!" At this moment, the masked martialist suddenly roared like thunder, like the roar of a wild beast. An intense murderous aura surged wildly between heaven and earth.
Boom! Boom! Boom! In the next instant, a powerful aura appeared on his body. It was as if thousands of demons were dancing wildly. Terrifying demonic claws appeared and attacked the crowd below.
On the ground, dozens of martial artists were fleeing in panic. However, the demonic claws had locked onto them and were attacking them.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! "Immediately after, the demonic claws descended, and miserable screams resounded. The scene was extremely tragic and bloody.
Nie Tian frowned, and his expression changed.
He recognized that the martialists who were being slaughtered were the martialists from the Lingyu and Mysterious Firmament Branches.
It seemed like they had not run far before the masked martialist chased them all the way here.
"Bastard!" Feng Wanhong's eyes trembled when he saw the scene before him. He roared, and his aura burst out like thunder.
He did not dare to believe that there could be such a violent person in the world. Killing people was like child's play.
Boom! The instant Feng Wanhong's aura burst out, a terrifying snowstorm appeared around his body. Following that, a terrifying icy Qi surged out like a tsunami. Countless sharp ice spikes appeared, covering the sky and earth, crazily attacking the masked martialist.
"Hmm?" The grim-faced cultivator could not help but frown when he felt the cold Qi pressing down on him. He muttered with a smile, "Are the ants of the realms this strong?"
Nie Tian's eyes trembled slightly as he looked at Feng Wanhong. He did not expect the latter's strength to be so terrifying.
However, what surprised him even more were the words of the masked martial artist.
Realm ants?
Could it be that the grimace martial artist wasn't from the Realm?
"Boom! Chi chi chi … "Right at this moment, the masked cultivator raised his arm, and a terrifying demonic claw appeared, directly shattering the ice that filled the sky.
Feng Wanhong's figure was pushed back a thousand meters by the impact of the berserk energy. He looked extremely miserable.
Seeing this scene, Nie Tian's expression couldn't help but change, and he was extremely shocked.
Feng Wanhong's strength was already close to peak False Sacred Realm. He was not much weaker than Kouyo Oniguchi and the others, yet he was knocked back by the masked cultivator with a single palm strike.
The masked cultivator's battle strength was terrifying.
"Could this masked man be a Sage Realm martial artist?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled, and he was secretly shocked.
The masked cultivator had already made it clear that he was not from the realms, so it was not surprising that his strength had reached the Sage Realm.
However, it would be troublesome if he was a Sage Realm martial artist.
"Ah ah ah …" Right at this moment, a series of miserable cries came from the ground below. Dozens of martial artists were instantly killed by the demonic claw.
"You deserve to die!" Feng Wanhong's expression suddenly changed when he saw this, and his veins popped out. He roared like thunder, and his entire body was filled with rage. Streams of cold Qi were released, and the space within a radius of tens of thousands of meters instantly became cold. It was as though the world was about to be frozen.
"Realm ant, are you angry?" The masked cultivator looked at Feng Wanhong and smiled coldly, his eyes Cold.
It was obvious that he did not take Feng Wanhong seriously at all. He only treated the latter as an ant.
"This …" At this moment, Shang Lai and the others arrived. When they saw the scene in the sky, they were so shocked that they could not speak.
"Brother Shang, step back!" Nie Tian suddenly turned around and asked Shang Lai and the others to leave.
The battle between Feng Wanhong and the masked cultivator shook heaven and earth, and the surrounding space became extremely dangerous.
"Kill!" Feng Wanhong's aura condensed in the sky, and he roared like a wild beast. He slammed his palm down, and suddenly, a sharp ice blade appeared and slashed at the masked cultivator.
"Swoosh! Crack crack crack … "At this moment, the space became extremely cold. Everywhere the ice blade passed, the space was frozen, and a terrifying cold Qi filled every corner of the sky.
"What a terrifying cold Qi!" Nie Tian frowned, and he was shocked. Feng Wanhong's strength was stronger than he had imagined.
"Ant, you're seeking death!" The masked cultivator narrowed his eyes as he looked at Feng Wanhong, and a cold intent surged out. Then, he threw a palm strike, and a black light appeared in the void. It did not look strong, but its aura seemed endless, as if it could devour everything.
"In my eyes, any realm martial practitioner is like an ant. As for ants, they are meant to be trampled. They cannot resist! " The masked cultivator sneered, and his cold laughter reverberated in the space. Immediately, the world seemed like it would shatter.
Disdain flashed in his eyes, as if he was an absolute king, looking down on everything.
"How is this possible?" When Nie Tian saw this scene, he could not help being stunned, and he cried out in his heart.
He sensed that the masked cultivator was as strong as Feng Wanhong, a Rank 9 pseudo-Sage.
However, the masked cultivator's aura was far stronger than Feng Wanhong's. Furthermore, the power that the masked cultivator released seemed to have a strong suppressive effect on Feng Wanhong.
"Sage Rank Martial Technique!" At this moment, the Ghost Emperor's voice rang out, and he exclaimed, "This fellow is using a Sage Rank Martial Technique! He really isn't from the realm!"
When Nie Tian heard the Ghost Emperor's words, his expression immediately sank.
No wonder the masked cultivator was so strong. It turned out that he was using a Sage Rank Martial Technique.
In a battle between cultivators, apart from strength and talent, the strength of the Martial Technique was also crucial.
In a situation where both sides were roughly equal in strength, the cultivator who grasped a higher Martial Technique would have an absolute advantage.
Feng Wanhong's aura did not lose to the masked cultivator, but his Martial Technique was clearly incomparable to the masked cultivator.
Boom! Crack crack crack … "At this moment, the black light in the sky suddenly exploded like a flower blooming. It actually condensed into a sinister demonic claw and forcefully bombarded the ice blade. Immediately, a cracking sound came out from the void.
The Ice Blade was directly torn apart by the demonic claw!
In the next instant, a black light appeared and attacked Feng Wanhong.
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