The Feng Zun Journey
One Attack
However, to Feng Zun, it seemed like he did not even want to see her.
Swoshis!
He appeared like a flash of wind, his robe fluttering around him.
But at the same time, he looked relaxed as if he was taking a walk.
"Kill it!"
In the battle formation, a black-robed and silver-haired man shouted coldly.
Bang out!
An entire array of formations circulated, dense and stinging demon qi engulfed the entire sky.
The demon beast cultivators immediately formed a seal with their hands.
Waves of divine light soared high into the sky and fused together, forming a gigantic hand trail a hundred feet wide.
It was colored like black ink, with fingers like stone pillars. And the fiery red lightning raged, rumbling with seemingly limitless power.
Like the legendary Hand of the Demon God.
The instant it appeared, the already dark sky was increasingly filled with flashes of red-coloured lightning, like thousands of snakes swerving about, it carried an aura of boundless terrifying destruction.
The Demon Beast God Seal!
It was a combination of the strength of eight Immortal demonic beast cultivators and twenty-seven mortal cultivators.
Such strength was sufficient to make an immortal cultivator at any level feel despair.
And now, this terrifying attack was aimed at Feng Zun!
But Feng Zun did not even glance at him.
He suddenly stepped into the air, his sleeves fluttering. Then he used his right index finger as a sword, and swung it into the air.
Swoshis!
The Dao light shone resolutely and clearly darted forward, turning into a hundred foot sword qi line.
That sword qi was mixed with the Dao element of wind and thunder.
When it shot forward, it was like a raging bull, charging over and tearing apart the void in the sky.
Those present felt an eye-piercing pain, and terror filled their hearts and souls.
Before they were fully aware of what was happening, the slash came down to earth and....
Bang out!
The sound of impact that shook the sky sounded!
The hundred-foot sword was like a beam of light from heaven, splitting the evil darkness, like slashing a rotten wood.
The red lightning that was previously flaming and abundant like a tide of water, was now shattered into pieces.
Then, the sword qi struck the thousand-foot-tall Demon Beast God Seal!
Bang!!!
The seal trembled, and a perfectly straight crack formed on its surface. A moment later, the seal broke into small fragments.
That sword qi was as if slashing through the sky, with an unstoppable sharpness and momentum!
"This ..."
Everyone at the Peak of the Sacred Mountain was speechless and speechless.
Their hearts are trembling.
How could one strike be so powerful?
This was clearly much stronger than the attack he used to suppress Hong Changhe!
"How is this possible?"
"What level is this Sword Tao?"
The demon beast cultivators in the distance were all also startled by his strength, and their ranks were in an uproar.
Their expressions were filled with anxiety and uncertainty.
With a single slash in the air, he easily destroyed their Demon Beast God Seal.
Who could have imagined that this was the strength of an early-level immortal cultivator?
But Feng Zun did not give them time to think, he had already approached them quickly.
His sleeves fluttered around him, and in the blink of an eye, he had swung ten times the slash into the air.
Swoshis! Swoshis!
Rows of dazzling sword qi one after another shot out and rained down in the air. All of the slashes contained powerful sword intent, and they suddenly swept across the void without warning.
It was a chaotic and uncontrollable slash, coming without the slightest warning or reason.
In fact, each attack contained a profound and unpredictable Dao Sword, as well as a miraculous power that seemed to steal luck from the heavens.
Bang out! Bang out! Bang out!
A series of sky-shaking explosions rang out, and streams of destructive power spread out uncontrollably.
Every time the sword attack descended, the battle formations of the demon beast cultivators instantly filled with wasp nest-like holes, and finally collapsed.
Next, one after another screams of pain rang out.
The moment the combat formation collapsed, the cultivators who formed it immediately lost their lives, under the attack of a dazzling and powerful sword qi.
None of them could show any meaningful resistance.
As the sword qi swept out, it scattered sparks. And fresh blood fell like rain, mixed with pieces of flesh and various artifacts.
To those at the bottom, it seemed like the sky was pouring down a rain of blood!
"Geez!"
At the Peak of the Sacred Mountain, the hair of the experts stood upright, they were all flabbergasted.
One strike, sword qi appeared as flickering as a rainbow, and nothing could block its path!
Then, it also managed to knock down the combat formation, and kill the entire group of demon beast cultivators.
This terrifying and bloody brutal scene, made Ghuo Meng and the curly-bearded old man shocked in the middle of the battleground.
Their heads became numb, and they hurriedly retreated a few steps.
How the.... How is this possible!?
Their battle formation was called the 'Nine Element Suppressor'. It could suppress even if it was an Immortal realm cultivator of any level.
Now, however, with just a single strike, the entire group had even been brought down!
Fang Linghai and Gu Shangju who were still on the battlefield were also greatly shocked.
"Why are you still standing there? Fast back."
Feng Zun emerged from behind the bloody mist.
Previously, after Feng Zun had killed the red-robed Mo King, he had still walked through the air, collapsed the combat formation, and killed the entire group of opponents.
From the very beginning, his steps never once stopped or slowed down.
It was as if he was just taking a leisurely walk.
But when others saw him, they seemed to be looking at a god!
Fang Linghai and Gu Shangju stared at each other.
They bowed their heads at Feng Zun, then rushed away from the battle.
Previously, they were a little unsure about how Feng Zun would deal with, with two late stage immortal realm demon beast cultivators.
But now, all their worries had vanished.
Upon seeing the two leave, the curly-bearded old man and Ghuo Meng did not try to stop.
The two only noticed Feng Zun who was nearby with feelings mixed with anger and anxiety.
The astonishment and fear were clearly painted on their faces.
Was he really just a human cultivator?
Is he really only at the early stage Immortal Realm!?
On the other hand, the Spiritual Golden Lion that was pulling the carriage increasingly felt uneasy. His large body trembled, and his fur stood up as he shouted, "Master, this is bad!"
A loud rebuke then sounded.
"What makes you panic? Life and death are natural things that happen every day. Why are you so scared and panicked?"
When people looked towards him, they saw a young man emerge from the luxurious carriage.
He was wearing a silver robe, with his tall and dignified figure.
His golden brown eyes flickered like a flash of cold lightning, and looked terrifying.
One of his hands was toying with the black beast bones, while the other hand was behind his back.
While standing there, he emitted a flash of blood-colored lightning, his temperament looking calm and extremely relaxed.
Like a ruler, looking down on his territory!
Then, a young girl in a yellow dress appeared behind the silver-robed youth.
Her skin was as white as snow, and her face was extremely beautiful. Her bright eyes shone with a faint purple light, and she looked extremely attractive.
When the two of them appeared, the Spiritual Golden Lion instantly Calm down, it seemed that he had found a strong foothold.