Heaven-defying Skills

After Han Fengxue issued a series of orders, he led thousands of elites and tens of thousands of disciples of the Martial God Empire to the direction of the human fairyland. These people had to play a protective role and act as eyes to monitor the entire area.

The mighty crowd, the lowest strength is level five, and those elites are all strong men above level seven. This lineup, even if it does not deliberately emit momentum, is enough to make people palpitate just passing by. It is too powerful. This is not only the elite of the Martial God Empire, but also the elite of the entire area.

Arriving at the original human fairyland, it is also the intersection of the two areas. The extremely rich elements made everyone take a deep breath. This feeling is so cool. They began to look forward to this mission. Although it is very dangerous, the benefits are also very obvious. Before the rich elemental breath spreads to the entire area, this is definitely the best place to practice.

Han Fengxue gave an order to let the 10,000 people disperse, and he led the elite of 1,000 people directly to the fairyland on earth. When they entered the valley, they saw that there were still many people and monsters rushing towards this side. Seeing Han Fengxue and the 1,000 elites with aggressive momentum, they could not help but be stunned. This force was very strong. Among the people in Tianen Shenglu, the cultivation was relatively mixed, ranging from the sixth to the eighth level, and even a few were ninth level. Some people were in the same group, and some came from the stomach.

"Go back!" Han Fengxue's face was extremely cold, and he spoke indifferently to the crowd in front of him, with a wild and domineering tone. At this time, if you are not arrogant, you will be slaughtered. As a martial god, he must shoulder a responsibility.

The crowd on the opposite side immediately disagreed. Although the auras of the crowd on the opposite side were all seventh- and eighth-level strongmen, they did not have the power of natural elements. If they were of the same level, they would be sure to knock down several of them. Moreover, Han Fengxue seemed to be only at the eighth level. However, it was a little strange that he was the only one in the crowd on the opposite side who had the power of nature. They had also heard that there was no natural power in this area originally, but it was only after the space barrier was broken that the natural power flowed in from the Tianen Holy Land. So how could Han Fengxue have the eighth-level natural power cultivation? This made them a little confused.

Especially the several ninth-level strongmen in the crowd, they came here with curiosity to see, and saw that the elemental power here was extremely thin, and they could definitely be the king here, but they did not expect that as soon as they arrived, they met the arrogant Han Fengxue, who dared to speak to them in an imperative tone. They were very unhappy, very unhappy. The figure slowly floated out, and the violent elemental storm swept out. The people around them quickly stepped back and smiled at Han Fengxue who didn't know whether to live or die.

The faces of the people behind Han Fengxue also changed. They thought that they were already strong after reaching the seventh and eighth levels, but the appearance of a few people on the opposite side made them unable to raise their ability to resist. They couldn't help but feel very depressed. They believed more about Han Fengxue's words that there were countless strong people in Tianen Shenglu, which was definitely not comparable to this area. However, they did not belittle themselves. They believed that sooner or later, they could reach the realm of the people on the opposite side, or even surpass them. All their eyes were on Han Fengxue. With the Lord of Martial Arts, they were very confident that there was nothing that Lord of Martial Arts could not solve, even if the other party was very powerful.

"Say it again, go back!" Seeing the other party's cold elements being released, Han Fengxue's voice became even more indifferent and intimidating. The purpose of his coming today was to give the people of Tianen Shenglu a shock.

The cold elemental aura became more and more violent, and the space fluctuated. A ninth-rank expert couldn't help but attack. In front of Han Fengxue, the extremely fierce element roared, making the space unstable. Then the figure of the ninth-rank expert slowly emerged.

A cold smile appeared on his face. Han Fengxue ignored the elemental attack and stretched out his right hand. The frenzied element tore the clothes on his arm into pieces, but his smooth arm was not damaged at all, and he certainly would not retreat. With a slight sound, a scene that shocked everyone appeared. The ninth-rank expert stopped abruptly as soon as he appeared, and was grabbed by the throat by Han Fengxue.

"What a strong body!" The other ninth-level warriors who had not come over took a breath of cold air, watching Han Fengxue ignore the ninth-level attack. This kind of body was too strong. With a loud bang, Han Fengxue's left fist directly hit the chest of the ninth-level warrior who was held by him.

Blood sprayed in the air, and the body of the ninth-level warrior was thrown out powerlessly. His eyes gradually became unfocused, and there was despair and regret in his eyes. His internal organs had been completely shattered by Han Fengxue's punch, and there was no trace of life left.

The eyes of the crowd were dull. Is this called a battle? From beginning to end, Han Fengxue only threw one punch and easily killed a ninth-rank warrior. There were no gorgeous elements, no powerful skills, but this simplest way left the greatest shock to everyone. Their bodies slowly retreated, and the crowd began to understand that Han Fengxue's arrogance and arrogance were well-founded, while the eyes of the people behind Han Fengxue lit up. This was their Lord Martial God, the extremely powerful Lord Martial God, who could make their powerless warriors only to be killed instantly by the Lord Martial God. It was a completely unequal battle.

Looking at Han Fengxue's cold eyes, the crowd kept retreating, looking at Han Fengxue as if they saw a devil. Even those ninth-level masters were full of horror and fear. He could kill ninth-level masters in a second. He was so powerful that they dared not resist.

"I gave you a chance!" Han Fengxue said indifferently, and his figure flashed. Then everyone saw an extremely bright silver-white light blooming in the entire space. Then, shrill screams continued to be heard. Whether it was the sixth-level or ninth-level masters, they were all swallowed up in an instant. The dark and hideous crack opened a huge mouth and swallowed everyone's life. Han Fengxue killed everyone on the opposite side with a sword.

The elites behind him opened their mouths. They could feel that the sword technique was still the sword of killing, but the power seemed too terrifying. The dark cracks, the cracks they had never seen before, emitted a strong force of devouring and destruction. Was that a ninth-order ability? Too powerful. Their Martial God was the only one they looked up to. The desire for power was constantly sprouting in their hearts. They also longed to be as powerful as Han Fengxue one day and look down on the world.

Han Fengxue moved slowly into the valley as if nothing had happened. The crowd that kept pouring in obviously felt the extraordinary momentum of the fierce attack. Seeing Han Fengxue rushing towards them, they kept retreating and retreated back to the forest of Tianen Shenglu. Since they retreated by themselves, Han Fengxue ignored them, but like them, he arrived at the Magic Beast Forest of Tianen Shenglu. The extremely rich breath of heaven and earth elements and various powerful magic beasts also deeply shook the hearts of the young people behind Han Fengxue. The purpose of Han Fengxue's trip was to let them know how big it was and how many strong people there were, so that they would not be complacent with a little breakthrough.

His figure slowly floated into the air, and the people behind him followed him into the sky, following closely behind Han Fengxue.

"Go up a little." Han Fengxue said lightly to the people behind him. Although they were a little confused, they went to the sky without any delay after hearing Han Fengxue's order.

"Go up a little further!" Han Fengxue said again, and the crowd continued to rise until Han Fengxue nodded and stopped rising.

Han Fengxue glanced at the boundless forest, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he shouted loudly: "Listen, people of Tianen Shenglu, leave this forest within an incense stick of time, otherwise you will bear the consequences." The wild voice drifted with the wind, constantly spreading to the distance, and finally covered the entire forest, while Han Fengxue himself closed his eyes and rested.

There were constantly people rising from the forest, coming over here, showing a cold smile to Han Fengxue, what an arrogant person, the crowd gathered more and more, but no one took action, they wanted to see how Han Fengxue would bear the consequences.

An incense stick of time passed quickly. When Han Fengxue opened his eyes again, a gleam of light flashed by. His eyes were extremely cold. He ignored the people around him. Since the time was up, there was nothing to say. The light flashed, and in Han Fengxue's hand, a silver-white dazzling sword appeared in his hand. The brilliance of ten thousand feet pierced people's eyes. Everyone's eyes became hot and greedy, but in the next moment, the hot eyes turned into horror.

On Han Fengxue's body, a set of silver-white armor slowly emerged, and a solemn and oppressive aura continued to emanate from it. The long sword in Han Fengxue's hand also hummed. With a silver-white sound and holding the silver-white sword, Han Fengxue was full of a holy and inviolable aura.

"What does Lord Martial God want to do?" Above, thousands of elites were also shocked by Han Fengxue's outfit at the moment. The visual impact brought by Han Fengxue was too strong, making them feel that Han Fengxue at the moment was full of power, unrivaled power. He was a god, a real god.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Han Fengxue released an extremely strong killing intent and it continued to grow stronger, and his sword-holding hand began to move slowly, and the long sword began to dance in the air.