Supreme Divine Book

The aura that Feng Haoyue had unleashed had explosively increased to an unprecedented level of terror. In the skies above the Heavenly King Mountain, the entire area was filled with tremors and distortions.    

As everyone looked at the nine golden suns in the sky, their expressions changed drastically.    

"This is Saint Jiuyang's secret technique. This kid actually obtained Saint Jiuyang's inheritance!"    

The Vice Pavilion Master of Nine Heavens Pavilion Yan Wuji clenched her fists, as a strong sense of astonishment emerged in her eyes.    

On the other hand, the other eight guests were also stunned.    

No one was unfamiliar with the name of "Nine Yang Saint".    

In the past several thousand years, he had also become a famous Saint Realm expert. However, in the end, he had died in the battle of Saints.    

However, no one expected it. Today, such an absolute art as the Nine Yang Wentian would appear in Feng Haoyue's body again.    

"This is really surprising!" The Spirit Demoness Elder, Pu Shiqiao, nodded his head and sighed. "This kid has really hidden his strength well."    

"In that case, the other kid has no chance of winning at all." The Demon Region's Demon Sovereign said.    

"Indeed, Nine Yang Wentian. Nine Yang has no sky!" Illusory Sky Sect Palace Master Lianyu looked back at the Great Elder of the Sacred Gate, "Elder Fu Shan, are you still not going to stop the competition? If it were me, I would definitely not let such a good seedling die so easily. "    

The other experts all had different expressions. Although this was a competition where tens of thousands of clans competed, the two people fighting at the peak were all disciples of the sacred sects.    

Even if Fu Shan broke the rules and stopped the competition, no one would say anything.    

Then, Fu Shan shook his head, his throat rolling up and down as he gently spat out a few words, "Let's wait and see."    

Everyone was stunned. Wait a little longer?    

What are we waiting for?    

Could it be that he felt that Han Chen was able to resist Feng Haoyue's Nine Yang Wentian?    

At this moment, after the match ended, raging waves of shock arose within the hearts of the 200,000 plus geniuses.    

"It's actually the ultimate skill of the Nine Yang Saint, I really didn't think that Senior Brother Feng Haoyue had such a terrifying trump card."    

"Han Chen is definitely dead this time, Senior brother Hao Yue should have already displayed his full strength."    

"Senior-apprentice Brother Hao Yue is Senior-apprentice Brother Hao Yue. The champion is destined to be him, there's no way he can escape."    

Feng Haoyue's supporters began to get restless again.    

arcane dust and Qu Bin, who had just woken up, were both vicious and fierce.    

Especially the arcane dust, its face was already revealing a pleased smile, as if it was watching the scene of Han Chen being 'joyfully' smashed into pieces by that terrifying power.    

As for Nine Heavens Pavilion Ye Xiu, Illusory Sky Sect Ming Tong, Spirit Demoness Pu Wang, Heaven's End Female Qing Ying, Devil King Xiao Ran, and a few other geniuses who were at the top of Sheng Domain, they all had mixed feelings about this situation, and their emotions were especially complicated.    

"Feng Haoyue, how much strength are you hiding?" Demon squinted his eyes and muttered softly.    

As for the people from the Cold Alliance s, including Xue Xi, Chi Ming, Lin Kun, and the others, who were on the other mountain peak, they were all gathered. It was both shock and worry.    

Everyone was shocked that Han Chen could actually fight Feng Haoyue to such an intense degree.    

They were also worried that Han Chen might not be able to win against Feng Haoyue, so they might as well get injured or something.    

"Nothing must happen to him!" Shen Yu's pair of small hands were tightly clasped together, her originally spirited big eyes now emitted a hint of melancholy and beauty.    

At this point, the only thing everyone could do was trust Han Chen.    

But the opponent he faced was Feng Haoyue, hence his trust appeared to be uneasy.    

"Rumble!"    

The nine suns were suspended above Han Chen's head, surrounding the entire sky.    

The dazzling divine light scattered onto Han Chen's body. It was so sharp that it was like a sword, and easily broke through Han Chen's defense, and even penetrated his skin, causing an even deeper level of injury.    

Along with waves of acute pain, fine wounds quickly appeared on Han Chen's body, and scarlet blood leaked out from the wounds. In just a few blinks of an eye, his clothes were dyed red.    

The faces of everyone below couldn't help but change.    

Especially the people from the Cold Alliance, all of their eyebrows were tightly knitted, and their eyes were filled with a great solemness.    

"Hahahaha!"    

Pride and proud laughter came out from Feng Haoyue's mouth. His demeanor was outstanding, and his aura was cool and unrestrained. That gaze which was filled with contempt, seemed to look at Han Chen as if he was looking at a dying person, and was full of contempt.    

"This Nine Yang Wentian of mine disregards external defense and directly attacks the killing blows of the internal organization. "Next up, your bones, meridians, and organs will be destroyed by this attack!"    

As he was speaking, a golden sun that was a hundred meters in diameter appeared swiftly behind Feng Haoyue.    

The golden sun enveloped Feng Haoyue within it, and Feng Haoyue, who had merged with it, had an imposing manner, as though he was an immortal from the nine heavens, causing countless people to have the urge to kneel down and worship him.    

Han Chen, who was enveloped by the divine light of the nine suns, felt an unimaginable pressure pressing down on his entire body.    

Every inch of his flesh, bones, and flesh was emanating an incomparable amount of pain.    

Even so, there was not a single hint of panic in Han Chen's ice-cold eyes. Instead, a surging, powerful sword intent faintly surged from his body.    

"Feng Haoyue!"    

Every word was as cold as frost.    

"How is it? Are you ready to tell me your last words? " Feng Haoyue gave a disdainful smile like the master of destiny.    

"Hmph, if this is your strongest move!" Han Chen's voice paused, a monstrous sword intent erupted out of him like a volcano, and an angered voice that was heavy like thunder resonated out. I'm sorry to tell you this, but you, Feng Haoyue, will be beaten up worse than a dead dog by me today. "    

"Boom!"    

His voice had just fallen when a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering bolt of lightning exploded above the nine heavens.    

At the next moment, violent winds blew, and massive black clouds gathered in the air above Sky King Mountain, wantonly churning and surging. The heaven-shocking momentum galloped like ten thousand galloping horses.    

Immediately after, in the middle of the rolling black clouds, a white beam of light descended from the sky, like the divine light cast by the gods and buddhas, directly landing on the Sky Sword in Han Chen's palm.    

"This is?"    

The expressions of the nine experts on the summit changed once again, especially the Demon race's guest, the Scarlet Emperor. His eyes were wide open, and his erect snake pupils gushed with a strong sense of disbelief.    

"Boom!"    

Sensing the overflowing aura being emitted from Han Chen's body, Feng Haoyue frowned, as his angry face became somewhat sinister.    

"Idiot's dream! Stinky brat, your lowly life is mine!"    

"Nine Suns, Qin Wentian. Nine Suns without Heavens. Annihilate!"    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Vast amounts of martial energy wantonly spread out from Feng Haoyue's body, and the nine suns that enveloped Han Chen exploded with the most resplendent divine light.    

The tenth sun, which had fused with Feng Haoyue, also shone brilliantly.    

An endless destructive aura filled the skies, everyone felt as if the sky would collapse at any moment.    

But just as Han Chen was about to be submerged by that dazzling divine light, the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. The terrifying sword intent caused the dark clouds above the nine heavens to spin extremely fast.    

The wind and clouds stirred, the heavens shook.    

The white Holy Radiance shot out from the Ninth Heaven and quickly converged towards the Sky Sword. Circles of dense, white air swirled around the sword's body like starlight.    

"I shall return the humiliation from that day now!" Han Chen's eyes shone with a ruthless light.    

"Sword Drawing Heaven Chopping Technique!"    

The Sky Sword waved its hand and "whoosh", together with the trembling of the space, they chopped down in front of the astonished gazes of the nine guest experts. A blinding white sword beam pierced through the sky, dragging a series of afterimages behind it as it slashed towards Feng Haoyue in front of it.    

"Dodge!" Great Clan Elder Fu Shan shouted.    

Everyone present was shocked, this was the first time Fu Shan lost himself in such a manner.    

Then, the speed of the sword could be said to be extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, it had reached in front of Feng Haoyue and directly split apart the golden sun that shrouded his entire body.    

What?    

Feng Haoyue's pupils shrank to the size of a needle, he did not even have time to panic as he hurriedly dodged to the side.    

But it was too late.    

"Hiss!"    

Accompanied by a sharp noise, blood rained down from the sky. The white sword shadow landed directly on the left shoulder of the other party. He had forcefully chopped off Feng Haoyue's entire arm.