Immemorial War God

Hong Yan Gongzi roared and slashed at the astral sword, the power in his body, his blood, and even his cells started to burn!    

"Clang!"    

"Boom!"    

Incomparable intense explosions occurred between the sword aura and the sharp sword. Blood continued to spurt out from Hong Yan Gongzi's face, and even his shoulders, were drenched in blood!    

"Break!"    

With a low roar, his eyes became filled with a bloody mist. The sword aura crazily trembled as cracks began to appear and gradually disintegrate!    

"Pah!"    

"Bam!"    

In the end, the Sword Qi finally shattered in his mouth and Hong Yan Gongzi's body was flung out, smashing fiercely onto the ground and creating a huge pit. He was different from Mo Feng. Being able to defend against it was already his limit, and the aura on his body also became extremely weak, to the point where it was almost non-existent. Perhaps this was the best ending for him, as his consciousness had already lost its way, as though he had seen the person he loved the most in his life, waiting for him to return home.    

"Hongyan."    

Mo Feng glanced at Hong Yan who had fallen into the pit motionlessly while dodging the attack with a complicated expression. Hong Yan's visit did not mean much to him and she had instead come to throw her life away. The Fallen Star Sect poured all the dirty water on him. Hong Yan could have hidden somewhere and had plenty of time to recover and draw an array to protect herself, but he still came without hesitation.    

Not for any other reason but for the sake of friends, for the sake of having a clear conscience and a clear conscience. In the eyes of others, this was not worth it, but to Hong Yan, it was extremely worth it.    

"You won't die."    

Mo Feng fixed his gaze and continued to crazily dodge the attack. The Destiny Star Stone in his dantian circulated crazily and slowly started to produce a tiny bit of the power of the stars. It was still very far from being able to form a tiny bit.    

"If only I could communicate with the Nine Heavens."    

Mo Feng anxiously thought of a way, the power of the river of stars was his last resort, if he was unable to create the power of the river, then he would be doomed. The will of the Heavenly Monarch had not moved for a long time, it was clear that he could not summon it back, at least, it was not possible to do so now.    

"I can deal more damage to him than I can."    

Suddenly, the voice of the man in the painting sounded beside his ears, Mo Feng's gaze was cold, he ignored it, and understood what the man in the painting meant. What happened after that? Don't underestimate a Heavenly Completion Stage's ultimate counterattack, the result wouldn't be much better.    

What about after the person in the painting gave his all? Could he still keep his life? Once was enough, he would not allow anyone to exchange their lives for his life!    

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"    

"You beast, don't you dare run!"    

Zhuo Qin saw that Mo Feng was still frantically running away, and gritting his teeth in hatred. Even if he used all his strength, he was still unable to catch up.    

"Swish, swish."    

Mo Feng dodged as much as he could, at the same time, he kept on rushing towards Zhuo Qin with sword auras, and very quickly discovered Mo Feng's goal. Zhuo Qin's face changed, he once again brandished his sword and slashed towards Mo Feng, and after wave of sword auras appeared, all of them sealed Mo Feng's path to life!    

"Damn."    

It seemed that he had overestimated his strength from the very beginning. Even if his Five Elemental Laws grew to its peak, he still wouldn't be able to fight against someone with true Heavenly Completion Stage. At most, he would only be able to defeat someone who had just broken through Zhuo Qin's Heavenly Completion Stage.    

"Clang!"    

The sharp sword ruthlessly slashed out towards the astral sword. No matter how fast he was, he could not withstand the large number of astral swords. He could only fight it out.    

clang clang clang *    

This time, the sword aura from all directions attacked, continuously suppressing Mo Feng's living space.    

"Clang clang clang!"    

Mo Feng could only frantically attack, but even if he could block one or two, maybe even three, all these astral swords were still forcing the space around him to become smaller and smaller.    

"Hmph."    

Zhuo Qin laughed. So what if he was fast? the difference between Heavenly Completion Stage and the geotextile was not so easy to bridge!    

"Shua!"    

"Die!"    

Waving his sword forward, this time he would not give Mo Feng the slightest chance to turn the tables again.    

"Go!"    

Sensing that Zhuo Qin was rushing towards him, Mo Feng's face changed, his right hand shook, and a ray of light flashed by.    

"Hmm?"    

Zhuo Qin who had just attacked felt that something was wrong. He frowned, a sense of danger suddenly appeared, and without hesitation, he turned around and hacked down.    

"Pah!"    

A sword aura appeared, and the person in the picture immediately rushed in front of Zhuo Qin to kill him!    

"F * ck!"    

Zhuo Qin's face changed, he was actually able to fly out of the dense attacks, his power was not weak at all, after seeing that, his eyes became stern, his figure flashed, and another sword aura flew towards the person in the picture!    

"Capture!"    

The person in the painting gently spoke, his figure flashed, and in the next moment, Zhuo Qin's figure appeared 300 meters away from him. The person in the painting appeared, and struck him with his palm.    

"Just what kind of power is this!?"    

Zhuo Qin's expression changed yet again as he struggled to struggle free with all his might. However, he could not move an inch at all. What kind of power was this, to actually be able to restrict his Heavenly Completion Stage's movements!    

"Shua!"    

The person in the painting struck a palm towards Zhuo Qin, causing Zhuo Qin's face to turn pale once again, and then he roared out:    

"Roar!"    

"Boom!"    

In the next moment, a vast amount of star power surged down from the sky, instantly enveloping Zhuo Qin.    

"Boom!"    

The person in the painting still had one palm on top of the gigantic star pillar, causing an explosive sound, and a berserk ability swept in all directions. The person in the picture gritted his teeth as he slowly broke through the gigantic star pillar, and approached Zhuo Qin step by step.    

"Humph!"    

Zhuo Qin groaned, blood flowing out of his mouth, the man in the painting had suddenly attacked, it was extremely powerful, and had already caused him quite a bit of injuries.    

"Scram!"    

With a roar, all the star power suddenly condensed and rushed towards the person in the painting!    

"Bam!"    

The person in the painting was directly sent flying. This was already considered Zhuo Qin's limit, and had already reached the limit of what she could endure.    

"Bam!"    

If this continued, she might not even be able to block a single sword aura. As the weakness of her soul body, the consumption would be too fast at this moment, and if she used up too much of it, she would only be waiting for death. There was no chance for half dead, so she could not turn back.    

"Come back!"    

Mo Feng's violent shout sounded beside their ears, the person in the painting looked at Zhuo Qin with stern eyes, and once again rushed forward.    

"Damn it!"    

Sensing that the man in the painting was attacking Zhuo Qin, Mo Feng's face changed, and immediately shouted:    

"It's enough to distract him, stop fighting head on!"    

"Give me another half an hour and I'll be able to defeat him!"    

Mo Feng continued to shout, afraid that the person in the painting would do something stupid.    

The figure of the person in the painting suddenly paused, and suspiciously glanced at Mo Feng.    

"What? You don't believe me? Don't forget that I still have such a powerful trump card. " Mo Feng's confident voice sounded beside his ears. The person in the painting was startled once again, and remembered what happened in Yan De Empire.