The Domain of God

Ma Ang's expression was equally solemn. The difficulty of dealing with Di Kuang was much more than he thought.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Palm after palm continuously appeared on Di Kuang's body. Even though it wasn't severe, it was still a form of humiliation to Di Kuang.

Moreover, the hollowed-out palm injured one's internal organs through the skin.

Ma Ang beckoned with both hands, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Bam!"

Di Kuang took a step back. The flames in his eyes swirled, it was the flames of anger.

Ma Ang turned to the side, his right hand clapped and then quickly withdrew. His simple action left a trail of afterimages in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Di Kuang kept retreating, and there was blood dripping to the ground from the corner of his mouth.

The fury in his eyes grew even stronger, as if he wanted to burn everything into nothingness.

Ma Ang frowned once again. His body suddenly arched and both of his hands slapped onto the stage.

"This kid has reached this stage in less than ten years?"

The Brother Dog was shocked, "This is the hardest fight ever. It is said that when the time is at its peak, even if we are separated by a mountain range, we can still kill an ox without harming the mountain."

Wu Feng could not help but be shocked, this kind of palm technique was the hardest to guard against.

Di Kuang let out a stuffy groan as blood flowed out from his mouth and nose, and his body flew high into the sky.

Ma Ang placed his left hand on his waist, as his right hand quickly and quickly slapped across.

Di Kuang was sent flying and landed at the edge of the arena.

"You!"

"It really makes me angry."

Di Kuang growled, "I haven't come across such a troublesome fellow like you in a long time!"

There was a distinct palm print on his chest that was about half an inch deep.

Ma Ang pursed his lips but did not say a word.

"Boom!"

Fire soared into the sky, Di Kuang's fury.

"Rage Fist!"

Di Kuang roared, his fist that was wrapped in endless flames shot forward, the gigantic image of the fist taking up all the positions on the stage.

He advanced bravely and was peerlessly domineering.

The shadows of his fists were like mountains, and the wind was like thunder.

Ma Ang resisted in panic, and pushed his two hands horizontally in front.

"Boom!"

Ma Ang's entire person was flung into the air, directly smashing into the mountain. After a long while, he stumbled and crawled, and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was as if his entire body was charred and he was in a terrible state.

Di Kuang's eyes were blazing with fire, "I will remember you, Hengkong race's clansman."

Ma Ang cupped his hands, shook his head and sighed as he staggered away.

Time was of the essence.

Di Kuang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he seemed to be heavily wounded, the problem was that he could only use one punch and win.

"If this Di Kuang's body was a little weaker, I'm afraid he would have died to Ma Ang."

Wu Feng sighed, the hollowed-out palm was truly strong.

Especially for the Hengkong race, they would only cultivate this for their entire lives and would not practice anything else.

Their goal was to be the only one who was skilled in the art.

"Maybe I should think about it."

Wu Feng thought, he had cultivated in too many things, all of them were miscellaneous and not good.

Hurricane Fist Technique, hollowed-out palm, Divine Hell Soul Sealing Secret Art technique, blade intent, and a few moves of soul power.

There were too many, so many that even he himself had no way of cultivating one alone.

And the following two people, were actually Lu Feiyun and daffodil.

In the other sects, other than Wu Feng and the rest, only Lu Feiyun from the Sword Manipulation Gate had reached this step.

daffodil was very beautiful, or more accurately, very seductive.

This was a dangerous woman. Her appearance and every single action was very enticing. However, those temptations were filled with killing intent.

Wu Feng's only judgement of her was that he was in danger.

"Hehe, little big brother, you have to show mercy."

daffodil covered his mouth and laughed, as he looked at Lu Feiyun flirtatiously.

Lu Feiyun's expression became serious, and after hearing that, he only said in a low voice: "You must be joking, I should be the one saying these words."

daffodil released a series of laughter that was like silver bells. Water flowed out from his laughter and swept out like the tide, it was very calm, without any kind of power.

However, Lu Feiyun did not dare to be careless at all. With a move of both hands, a gigantic sword appeared in his hands. The moment the water current surged again, the gigantic sword suddenly charged toward daffodil.

"What is he doing?"

Wu Feng was surprised, he threw his own sword out just like that?

Brother Dog was also confused, "What is he doing?"

He did not understand either.

daffodil chuckled: "Little big brother, although I say that you can take back the Heart's Heart's End blades anytime, but aren't you making it a little too obvious?"

As he spoke, he easily dodged the sword's attack.

Lu Feiyun looked ahead coldly. Just as daffodil was about to dodge, the gigantic sword suddenly separated and transformed into five gigantic swords.

daffodil frowned, he waved his hand and deflected the gigantic sword, but the gigantic swords seemed to have their own will and continued to turn around to attack him, it was extremely profound.

"Hmm?"

Wu Feng was surprised, "He seems to be able to control the blade in his heart to attack?"

Brother Dog also looked straight at him, "That's right, his Mind's Edge is completely connected to him. Although it is not in his hand, he can still independently attack. The sword rain was a disciple of Jian Wuxin, and he had created his own sect, could it be that the Sword Manipulation Gate was controlling the sword to attack him on his own? I've lived for so many years, but I've never seen such a move. "

daffodil felt the pressure, and started to flow back and forth in the water, while at the same time, some of the water swept Lu Feiyun away.

Lu Feiyun retreated a little, and a gigantic sword flew back, instantly forming a sword wall, blocking all the water flow.

At the same time, the four swords that were chasing after the daffodil shot to the sky.

daffodil's jade-like hand shook, a stream of water swept up and stopped the giant sword in its tracks.

"I'm afraid that Lu Feiyun is not much weaker than Jian Yu."

The Brother Dog muttered, "Maybe it's the Sword Rain's experimental body, I just want to verify whether this kind of method is useful or not."

Wu Feng nodded, if he had such a sword technique a long time ago, he wouldn't be so mysterious.

"Perhaps, this is also the reason why he dared to establish his own sect."

Wu Feng said softly. Only then would he not need to worry about Jian Wuxin.

On the high platform, the great battle was in full swing. Both of them were not ordinary geniuses. Although they didn't engage in close combat at this moment, the kind of battle they were in was still very exciting.

However …

The daffodil had been famous for a long time, and he was also a Saintess that was raised by the Celestial Lake, how could he be weak?

The four swords were surrounded by a stream of water. They could neither move nor withdraw.

Streams of water shot up into the sky and filled the entire area. If one were to be touched, they would be met with a miserable death.

Lu Feiyun extended his hand and grabbed onto a sword in front of him. Instantly, the sword wall disappeared and the water in front of him surged like a tide, arriving in front of Lu Feiyun in an instant.

"Boom!"

The moment Lu Feiyun turned around, the enormous sword once again left his hand.

What kind of speed was that?

And how shocking was that!

The gigantic sword cut open the water waves, and at the same time daffodil dodged, it cut open daffodil's shoulder blades, and nailed him onto the mountain.

Blood dyed the water red.

Not only was there no pain on daffodil's face, he was smiling sinisterly.

So fast!

Wu Feng exclaimed in surprise. Even with his eyes, it was almost impossible for him to catch the traces of that sword strike.

If he was not prepared, this strike would have definitely killed him. But daffodil lowered his body at that moment to avoid getting hit, so he only cut open his shoulder blade.

"I admit defeat."

Lu Feiyun quickly shouted.

"Boom!"

The water was boiling, and he had no intention of stopping.

Lin Hao's figure flashed, and Lu Feiyun's figure disappeared from the stage as the water that was flowing everywhere gushed out. daffodil laughed, reached out his hand to wipe the wound, and even placed it on his red lips to lick it.

"Hmm?"

Wu Feng's gaze swept across and saw that Lu Feiyun's right hand was extremely unnatural, as his exposed fingers seemed to have dried up.

He was afraid that his injuries had worsened.

Just like the battle between Di Kuang and Ma Ang, this battle was filled with hidden dangers.

The Brother Dog said in a low voice: "That Lu Feiyun sure is unusually bold. If he was even one breath late, he would have been killed by the daffodil. Furthermore, I dare say that most of the water in his body has disappeared.

"This daffodil is too dangerous."

Hearing that, Wu Feng nodded, it was truly too dangerous.

However, Lu Feiyun's final strike was also extremely frightening and abnormal.

Just as Wu Feng was about to speak, his eyes couldn't help but narrow. The person he was interested in had stepped up the stage.

The Saint Child of the Dark Religion, Xiu You.

From the very beginning, Wu Feng had always felt that this was an extremely terrifying opponent.

And his opponent was the Hall of Longevity of the Huayu Dynasty, Hu Tianyou.

"I'm different from them."

Xiu You chuckled, "You better be prepared."

A sledgehammer appeared in Hu Tianyou's hand and he indifferently said, "Please."

Xiu You looked forward, "When you fought with me, you lost from the very beginning."

Before he could finish his words, the black wind had already covered the entire area, turning the entire area into a hurricane.

"Bam!"

A figure flew out from the black wind. It was Hu Tianyou. His chest was covered in blood, and he had fainted on the spot.

"What?"

Wu Feng's eyes suddenly widened. What just happened?