Chapter 3286
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Feng Hao glanced at the young man with the heavy sword on his back. He felt that these Saints of the Divine World were asking for a beating. Almost all of them had the same condescending attitude.
"Calling me by my name, you do have some guts!" The corner of Fenghao's mouth curled up, as if he was sneering.
"There have been emperors in the mortal world since ancient times, but they are just ordinary people in the face of the Divine World."
The Heavy Sword Saint also smirked. He had already regarded Feng Hao as an emperor in the mortal world, such as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. As someone who stood at the pinnacle of the God World, the Heavy Sword Saint really didn't think much of Fenghao when it came to the secular world's emperors.
Even though he had killed the Saints from the lower realm, it was only because their cultivation level was lower than Feng Hao's. In addition, the black puppy, whose cultivation level was unknown, had attacked. That was why they had lost a few Saints.
However, none of this had anything to do with Fenghao. The one he killed was the Green Flame Saint. He wasn't the strongest one. His cultivation was only at the Eighth Stage and was only slightly higher than the Purple Flame Saint.
However, the Heavy Sword Saint was different. He was known as the Heavenly Flame Saint and was the number one Saint of the Divine Flame Race. His cultivation level was second only to the Holy King.
His Heavenly Flames Heavy Ruler had killed countless experts. This time, the soul of an emperor in the mortal world would be added to the list.
"An emperor in the mortal world?"
Fenghao was stunned for a moment. Could it be that after killing so many demons from the outer realms and killing saints as if they were dogs, he was still just a Thearch of Earth in the eyes of the people of the Divine Realm?
"There's no point in talking. Today, you barged into the dojo of the Divine Flame Race, so you must die. You have killed the Saints of the Divine Flame Race, so there's an irreconcilable feud between you and our race. Die!"
The Heavenly Flame Saint was in high spirits. He slowly drew the Heavenly Flames Heavy Ruler from his back as if he was carrying a divine mountain. The Heavenly Flames Heavy Ruler emitted a dazzling black light. The Heavenly Flame Saint's eyes narrowed as he slashed at Feng Hao.
In an instant, the wind, clouds, and thunder moved. Seven or eight tornadoes suddenly appeared on the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. It was a scene of doomsday.
The Heavenly Flames Heavy Ruler also chopped down at Feng Hao's head, as if it was infused with all the power of heaven and earth.
Feng Hao's expression was as calm as ever. As the Lord of the Chiliocosm, he had fought countless battles in his life. How could a mere Holy Son move him?
No such thing exists!
Facing the heavy sword that could destroy everything, Feng Hao stretched out his hand and grabbed at the sword's body. A vast and mighty force assaulted him, as if it weighed millions of tons.
Fenghao smiled faintly. Although this kind of power was strong, it was nothing to him.
He flicked his finger.
The Heavenly Flame Saint Son felt an irresistible force rushing towards him like a torrential flood.
The Heavenly Flame Saint's expression changed. He held the heavy sword with both hands and held it tightly. It was about to bounce off. His internal organs felt like they were being stirred by a sh * t-stirrer. It was extremely uncomfortable.
Uh-huh!
With a muffled groan, the Heavenly Flame Saint Son finally gave in and was sent flying, crashing into the Duanmu Clan's Ancestral Mountain.
Clang!
The Heavenly Flame Heavy Ruler flew out of his hand and plunged into the ground. The ground shook violently as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky.
"Heavenly Flame Saint Son!"
"Your Highness!"
The Protoss from the Duanmu Clan's Ancestral Mountain were scared out of their wits when they saw this.
Even the Heavenly Flame Saint Son, who was the strongest among them, could not withstand a finger from the Human Realm. How terrifying was this?
Only a Sage Ruler or a Sage Emperor would be able to withstand it.
"Too weak..." Feng Hao murmured.
He had thought that the Heavenly Flame Saint Son would have some powerful tricks up his sleeves. Who knew that he could only rely on a divine weapon? For Feng Hao, who had the Pangu Divine Axe, this divine weapon was like a child's toy.
"Cough, cough ~"
The Heavenly Flame Saint Son crawled out of the Ancestral Mountain. He looked like a beggar with his face covered in dirt.
The Heavenly Flame Saint Son stared at Feng Hao. His eyes flickered and he was dumbfounded. He had miscalculated. He did not expect Feng Hao to be so terrifying. With just one finger, he had broken his ultimate move.
"Who are you?"
The Heavenly Flame Saint Son stared at Feng Hao and his tone softened. An ordinary Emperor of the Human Realm could not be this powerful. Ning Yuan believed that Feng Hao was a Emperor of the Immortal Realm.
"You can't find out just because you want to."
Feng Hao shook his head slightly and dashed out. In an instant, he was before the Heavenly Flame Saint Son. He grabbed the Heavenly Flame Saint Son by the neck and lifted him up like a chicken.
Ugh!
It was too fast. So fast that the Heavenly Flame Saint Son could only blink before he realized that Feng Hao had grabbed his neck.
A sense of suffocation and impending death came over him. Panic appeared in the Heavenly Flame Saint Son's eyes.
He really did not want to die in front of such a great opportunity. Only by staying alive would he have a chance to obtain it.
The Heavenly Flame Saint Son was thinking about how to beg for mercy. However, Feng Hao had the intention to occupy the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain as his training ground. How could he spare the lives of these remnants of the Divinity Realm?
He exerted a little force and crushed the Heavenly Flame Saint Son's neck, which was as hard as alloy. The Heavenly Flame Saint Son's eyes widened and then his pupils dilated.
At the critical moment, his soul did not even have the chance to escape. Feng Hao's consciousness attacked and destroyed his soul.
Feng Hao casually tossed the Heavenly Flame Saint Son's body and floated to where the Heavenly Flame Heavy Ruler was. He pulled out his right hand and the Qilin Arm glowed red.
In an instant, the layer of rust on the surface of the Heavenly Flame Heavy Ruler, which was glowing with a black light, was gone. It turned into a fiery-red heavy sword.
After weighing it, Feng Hao felt that it was easy to wield. Combined with his innate ability, the Qilin Arm, he could unleash even greater power.
"He, he picked up our race's divine weapon..."
"How can a mortal carry a divine weapon? This is the Heavenly Flame Heavy Ruler..."
The Divine Flame Race expert trembled. He looked at Feng Hao, who was holding the heavy sword single-handedly, in horror. He felt that everything was fake.
"From now on, this place is my place. Do you have any objections?"
Feng Hao stabbed the heavy sword into the ground and stared coldly at the Divine Flame Race experts from the lower domain.
"Don't be so arrogant. Our race..."
An expert from the Divine Flame Race stood out and berated. But before he could finish his words, Little Ball's claws appeared out of nowhere and smacked him into ashes with a single slap.
"No, no objections..."
The other Divine Flame Race experts did not dare to stand out and clamor after seeing this. They were as obedient as a flock of lambs.
Feng Hao nodded in satisfaction and chuckled. "The fortuitous opportunities on Earth are getting bigger and bigger. I'm really worried that I won't be able to use them all..."
"Wind Thearch, I, Yan Qi, am willing to follow you. I will never betray you."
Thump!
An expert from the Divine Flame Race rolled his eyes and knelt on the ground directly. He knelt in front of Fenghao and chose to pledge his loyalty.
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