Chapter 927

Explosive Strength

"The three of us only need to delay this brat. There's no need to risk our lives. After all, in our opinion, this brat is dead for sure." Mo Ying laughed sinisterly.

"Brother Mo Ying is right. However, your Celestial Peak Devil Palace is much further away from Yan City than our Clear Void Valley. When the time comes, our Sect Master should arrive first. If our Clear Void Valley manages to capture him first, your Celestial Peak Devil Palace's Senior Demon Daoist won't need to come."

Zui Qingfeng gulped down another mouthful of wine from his jade gourd. His face was slightly flushed and his eyes were hazy.

Mo Ying narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "The palace master possesses the power of the devil. Even if the Celestial Peak Devil Palace is further away from your Clear Void Valley, the palace master's speed won't be much slower than your Clear Void Valley's Qing Xu."

Shaoyan Zuo's eyes flickered. Just now, he had already crushed the jade talisman. The ancestor of the Shaoyan Family who was in seclusion had almost received it and was currently on his way. Their Shaoyan Family was in Yan City and was the closest to them.

There was no doubt that their Shaoyan Clan's Ancestor would be the first to arrive. If their Ancestor could capture Zhuo Wen before Master Demon Daoist and Master Qing Xu arrived, then although they wouldn't be able to keep all the benefits, they would still be able to get a share of the spoils.

Just as the three of them each had their own ulterior motives and thought that Zhuo Wen had already been captured, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from the center of the three of them, attracting their attention.

When their gazes gathered on the owner of this aura, they were all shocked. The source of this aura was actually Zhuowen, whom they had overlooked.

"This aura is … the Sovereign Stage?" Shaoyan Zuo's mouth opened slightly as he spat out these words.

Zui Qingfeng and Mo Ying exchanged glances. They could see the shock in each other's eyes. It was actually the Sovereign Stage. When they were chasing Zhuowen, he was merely an Ultimate Three-Wheel Emperor. How could he erupt with such a terrifying aura now?

"Could it be that this brat has been hiding his cultivation all this time?" Zui Qingfeng's eyes flickered as he said solemnly.

Mo Ying's eyelids twitched. He discovered a bone-chilling gaze staring straight at him, causing him to feel uneasy. The owner of this gaze was none other than Zhuowen.

"Demon Shadow!

You're really something, you actually dared to sneak attack me. "

Zhuowen's voice was terrifyingly calm, but everyone knew that beneath this calmness was a monstrous killing intent.

This Mo Ying's ability to hide was very strong. Just now, Zhuowen's attention was fully attracted by Shao Yanzuo, so the former's sneak attack was successful. At that moment, if Zhuowen's actions were a beat slower, the Mo Ying's sword would have pierced his heart. At that time, there was really no way to save the situation.

"Today … you must die."

Zhuowen's indifferent voice resounded. He stomped his foot, waved the blood spear in his hand, and used the Asura Blood Spear. Countless cracks appeared in the void, and an endless sea of blood gushed out from those cracks.

"Kill!"

With a loud roar, Zhuowen rushed towards the demonic figure with the sea of blood wrapped around him. His killing intent soared to the heavens, and the sea of blood wreaked havoc. At this moment, Zhuowen was like a demon god that had returned from Asura hell.

"Shao Yanzuo, Zui Qingfeng, what are you two still watching?

Hurry up and block this kid with me. As long as the Palace Master or Qing Xu arrives, this kid won't be able to escape. "

The demonic figure stretched out his right hand, and a long sword surrounded by black fog appeared in his palm. He slashed the void, and a terrifying black energy spread across the void, turning into a huge sword shadow that slashed towards Zhuowen. At the same time, he retreated and shouted at Zui Qingfeng and Shao Yanzuo.

Zui Qingfeng and Shao Yanzuo's expressions were solemn. After Zhuowen revealed his Supreme-Stage aura, they no longer looked relaxed. In their hearts, they were cursing Zhuowen for hiding his cultivation.

"Clear Void Sword Technique, slash!"

Zui Qingfeng formed a sword technique with both hands, and wisps of green Origin Energy shot out, turning into thousands of sword shadows in the void, and swept towards Zhuowen.

At the same time, Shao Yanzuo formed a complicated seal with both hands. He was actually using the Nine Transformation Ice God Technique that Shao Yanqing Lin had used before.

"Fifth Transformation Ice God, die!"

Shao Yanzuo pressed down with both hands, and a terrifying snowstorm appeared behind him. Within the snowstorm, a huge shadow was faintly discernible, stepping on the void.

The Nine Transformation Ice God Technique that Shao Yanzuo had used was much more powerful than Shao Yanqing Lin's, and the giant shadow's might was also much more terrifying than Shao Yanqing Lin's.

The black sword shadow that spanned across the void, the thousands of green sword shadows that were wantonly unleashed, and the terrifying giant figure that was stomping through the snowstorm formed a triangular formation. The three attacks headed straight for Zhuo Wen, who was in the center. The entire void was enveloped by these three terrifying attacks.

All the cultivators in Yan City looked up at the sky with their mouths slightly agape. They had long been stunned by these three terrifying attacks. These were the joint attacks of three Xuanzun Realm powerhouses, and these three Xuanzun Realm powerhouses weren't ordinary cultivators.

Not to mention that Shao Yanzuo was at the peak of the Xuanzun Realm, Zui Qingfeng and Mo Ying were the peerless geniuses of Yan City, and their combat strength was far from what ordinary Xuanzun Realm cultivators could compare with. The three of them had extraordinary combat strength, and when they joined forces, they could even kill an early stage Supreme-Being cultivator.

Although Zhuowen had erupted with the aura of a Supreme-Being, in the eyes of the three of them, he wasn't a match for their joint attack.

"Divine Sun Cauldron, Three Consecutive Suns!"

Zhuowen coldly shouted, and the sun runes on the surface of the Divine Sun Cauldron above his head became even more blazing and dazzling, and three huge blazing suns surged out. The surface of these three blazing suns surged with the flames of the sun, and they emitted a golden radiance that couldn't be looked at directly.

The three blazing suns swept towards the three attacks, emitting light and heat, and instantly collided with the three attacks.

Boom!

A deafening explosion resounded, and then the three attacks and the three blazing suns in the void turned into nothingness at the same time. Zhuowen stepped on the endless flames of the sun and instantly arrived in front of Mo Ying.

"Die!"

With a twist of his right hand, the blood spear spun at high speed and swept towards the center of Mo Ying's brows. Countless seas of blood wrapped around Mo Ying, forming a blood barrier that made it impossible for him to dodge.

Mo Ying's eyes were gloomy as he held the black sword in his hand horizontally. All the black mist on his body gathered on the black sword, and in an instant, the slender black sword rapidly expanded, turning into a hundred feet long. It stood horizontally in front of him like a sturdy sword shield.

"Can you block it?"

The chilling look in Zhuo Wen's eyes grew even more intense. The blood-red spear pressed against the sword and shield, emitting an ear-piercing sound of metal clashing against metal. It actually caused the demonic figure to continuously retreat.

"Break!"

Zhuowen's right hand slapped the hilt of the blood spear, and a powerful force surged out, and a touch of demonic red appeared on the tip of the blood spear.

Crack!

The black sword shield did not last for long. Under the terrifying power of the blood spear, traces of cracks appeared on its surface, and it finally crumbled into black powder.

Swoosh!

With the sword shield broken, Zhuowen held the blood spear in his hand, and instantly passed by Mo Ying. Soon after, a miserable shriek continuously resounded in the sky above Yan City.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Numerous gazes gathered on the owner of the miserable shriek, and soon after, gasps rang out. The person who let out that miserable shriek was none other than the evildoer Mo Ying from the Heaven Peak Devil Palace.

At this moment, Mo Ying was in an exceptionally miserable state. His arms and legs were all broken, and fresh blood spurted out, forming a misty blood rain in the sky.

"Ah!

Zhuowen, you actually dared to break my limbs. You are so ruthless! "

Mo Ying was on the verge of going crazy. Previously, he had lost his right arm because of Zhuowen, and it was already extremely humiliating. Fortunately, the demon had used a secret technique to regenerate his arm.

However, Zhuowen did not kill him. Instead, he had broken his limbs in front of countless practitioners in Yan City. This was a naked humiliation that Mo Ying could not tolerate.

Zhuowen glanced indifferently at Mo Ying, whose limbs had been broken, and no longer paid any attention to him. Instead, he turned around and stared coldly at Zui Qingfeng and Shaoyan Zuo, who were nearby. The bone-chilling coldness made the two of them feel uneasy.

"So powerful!

This kid is only around twenty years old. Not only has his cultivation reached the initial stage of the Sovereign stage, but Mo Ying, Zui Qingfeng and Shaoyan Zuo's combined forces were also easily broken by him. Mo Ying even had his limbs broken. "

"In terms of talent and strength, this kid is probably not inferior to the Imperial Family's prince, Mo Lingtian. When did such a monstrous genius appear in Yan City?"

After Zhuowen had broken Mo Ying's limbs, Zhuowen had become the focus of everyone's attention. Everyone was guessing the origin and identity of this young man named Zhuowen.

In the Ruan Clan's martial arts arena, whether it was Ruan Xuanfeng, Ruan Lingyu or Leng Ying, the three of them stood motionless like statues as they stared blankly at the devil-like figure in the sky.

No matter what, they would never have imagined that the youth they thought to be ordinary would actually possess such formidable strength. Not only were Shaoyan Zuo, Zui Qingfeng, and Mo Ying's combined forces not a match for him, but Mo Ying's limbs were completely crippled by Zhuo Wen as soon as they met.

In their opinion, Shaoyan Zuo, Zui Qingfeng and Mo Ying were all influential figures in Yan City. In their eyes, they were lofty and unreachable existences. But now, they had been crushed by Zhuowen, and Mo Ying's fate was even more miserable.

"Lingyu!

Where did this Zhuowen come from?

How can his strength be so terrifying? "Ruan Xuanfeng's voice trembled as he spoke.

Ruan Lingyu shook her head and said with a complicated gaze, "Actually, I'm not sure either. Back then, we only rescued Young Master Zhuo from the road. Who knew that Young Master Zhuo had hidden his strength so well?"

"Lingyu!

With your kindness of saving him back then, if our Ruan Clan has such a person to help us, how can we not rise? "Ruan Xuanfeng's eyes flickered as he spoke.

Ruan Lingyu glanced at Ruan Xuanfeng indifferently and said with waning interest, "Father!

Young Master Zhuo has already completely expelled the cold from my body. He has already repaid the debt of saving my life. He doesn't owe our Ruan Clan anything.

On the contrary, our Ruan Clan has been targeting him and going up against the Shaoyan Clan alone. "

"Now that you've seen Young Master Zhuo's outstanding strength, do you think it's possible for him to revive our Ruan Clan?"

Ruan Lingyu was somewhat disappointed in her father, Ruan Xuanfeng. Previously, he had treated Zhuowen in such a manner. Not only did Zhuowen not repay kindness with enmity, he even helped the Ruan Clan go up against the Shaoyan Clan.