Just one sentence from a Martial Zong youth had caused four Third Realm Martial Honorables to be so nervous. In the entire Sky Martial Continent, there was definitely only one youth who had such power.
His confidence came from his strange speed!
The Void Dragon relied on its ability to walk through the void. Even a sage couldn't stop it. It was obvious that this ability was heaven-defying. Although Feng Hao wasn't even a thousandth of the Void Dragon, it was more than enough to deal with a Revered Martial Artist.
The faces of the Liao Lan Sect's experts turned even uglier as they chased after Lin Fan, who had named Lin Fan and wanted to kill the future of their sect.
"Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"
In a few flashes, Feng Hao had already closed in. Looking at the few men who looked as if they were facing a great enemy, a demonic smile hung from the corner of his mouth.
Swoosh!
He appeared directly in the middle of the encirclement. Then, a large head flew into the sky, and a headless corpse fell to the ground with blood spurting from its mouth.
"Hmph!"
Being squeezed by the surrounding aura, Feng Hao felt a tightness in his chest. His bones crackled, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. With a swoosh, he disappeared from where he was.
The person who came out of the cave looked at the head that shot into the sky and the green-robed youth who had suddenly disappeared.
"No! Run 'er! "
Peng Jing let out a shrill scream. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. His eyes were bloodshot and a vast and boundless aura surged out from his body.
Tan Run was someone he had poured all of his blood, sweat, and tears into. He was also the hope for the rise of the sect, but now, he had been beheaded.
Everything had become a bubble!
"Brat, I will definitely kill you!"
Peng Jing roared furiously. His voice surged like a tidal wave, and violent winds wreaked havoc, sweeping through the entire mountain range. Towering trees were uprooted one after another, and they were crushed into pieces by the strong winds, scattering in all directions.
"Really?"
Feng Hao curled his lips coldly. His figure flickered again, and it was strange and unfathomable.
"Go to hell!"
Peng Jing's expression was ferocious. He punched out, and a purple dragon as thick as a water tank gushed out from his fist. In a split second, a heatwave surged into the sky, and the surrounding space rippled with visible heat waves. Wherever it passed, the plants were burned, and the earth was cracked and scorched black.
Swoosh!
With a thought, Feng Hao's figure appeared a hundred meters to the right, just in time to avoid Zi Long's attack.
Looking at the sea of fire, Feng Hao's heart tightened.
There was no need to doubt the strength of a Martial King. It was not something that Xiao Chen could defend against right now. If he was brushed by it, even if he did not die, he would be severely injured. There was no chance of him getting lucky.
He dodged two consecutive attacks without any mishaps. A large area of the surrounding forest was already burning crazily. Heatwaves surged, and the entire sky was burned red.
After the initial shock, the people who came out of the cave quickly reacted.
"Capture that youth!"
"Don't let him escape!"
One by one, the Martial Honorables of the Third or Fourth Realm made a move. Even a Martial King could not help but make a move. He stretched out his hand towards where Feng Hao was standing.
Obviously, he wanted to capture him alive!
"Hmph!"
Looking at the greedy looks in the eyes of those people, Feng Hao's heart turned cold. There was no longer any hope of getting lucky. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Swoosh!
With a thought, he disappeared from his original spot and rushed towards the geniuses in the distance.
"Oh no!"
Everyone's expression changed. The faces of the younger generation of geniuses were ashen. They panicked and quickly retreated.
Even a demon like Tan Run was killed and his head was cut off. How many people here dared to say that they were better than Tan Run?
They were afraid. The Martial Honorables who were guarding them were also panicking. Each of them was facing a formidable enemy.
A youth who was only a Martial Ancestor had actually caused the crowd to tremble in fear.
"Chi!"
Following a cold slicing sound, another head was thrown into the air. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and confusion. After a while, his eyes turned gloomy.
No one knew how the youth appeared in the protective circle of the Martial Honorables. His ghostly speed was unfathomable. There were no signs and there was no trace of his movements.
It was so strange that it reminded people of the Virtual Dragon that had escaped from the hands of the Sages.
According to the records of the Sect, the description of Xu Long's ghostly body movements seemed to be the same as what the youth before them had done.
"Could it be that this youth has inherited Xu Long's talent?!"
Thinking about it, everyone's heart could not help but tremble. A look of disbelief appeared in their eyes.
Although everyone wanted to shout, "This is impossible", the actions of the youth before them told them that it was the truth.
Thinking about Xu Long's actions, everyone's hearts were filled with fear.
"We must not let him live!"
Pairs of eyes were filled with ruthlessness and ferocity.
He was already like this when he was only a Martial Ancestor. If he were to become a Martial Honorable, most of the people present would not be able to eat or sleep in peace.
Therefore, each of them expanded their aura to the maximum. In an instant, the trees in the forest were smashed and the ground cracked. The sky and earth were covered in darkness. It was like the end of the world. The entire area was within their aura.
"Hmph!"
Just as he appeared, an aura that was like a thousand feet tall mountain pressed down on him. Feng Hao let out a muffled groan as his face flushed red. In front of him, there were several fatal attacks coming at him. With a thought, his body flashed and he disappeared once again.
After flashing many times, there was no safe place to stand. Feng Hao was hit again and again. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and his face was as white as a sheet. If it were not for the Black Tortoise Formation and the Holy Armament Codex, he would have fallen after the second attack.
"It seems like I can't hold on any longer!"
Looking around, he flashed towards the weakest side.
He wanted to escape!
Moreover, he had already killed two people. He had achieved his goal.
He was not to be trifled with!
The short distance of a few thousand meters was like crossing a mountain of knives and a sea of fire for Feng Hao. It was extremely difficult. As if they understood his intentions, a Martial King flashed and appeared in that position. His aura burst forth and the ground a few hundred meters in front of him collapsed.
The aura of a Martial King would even crush a Martial Honorable into pieces if he were to barge in.
"Damn it!"
Feng Hao's heart sank. There were a total of three Martial Kings, including Peng Jing. They each occupied one side and formed a triangle around him. At this moment, he could not escape even if he had wings.
He did not expect these people to see through his weakness so quickly and set up a death trap. Looking at the Martial Honorables closing in on him, he felt bitter.
"Stop!"
A vast voice rolled over from afar, and it was so powerful that it shook the hearts of the people.
Another Martial King had arrived!
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