Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

An earthshaking explosion resounded out as a torrent of thunder and fire rushed out from the point of collision.    

Boundless Yuan Qi tore apart all the rubble within the energy barrier.    

At this moment, the entire world was scarlet red and purple-black.    

Violent gales interweaved and collided around the two of them, washing over their bodies.    

The strength was so great that the expressions of the surrounding spectators changed.    

They were very glad that there was a sect expert who made a move, sealing the power that erupted from the collision between the two within. Otherwise, once this berserk collision power recklessly swept out... Perhaps everything in the surroundings would be destroyed, and these people might not be able to escape from the storm.    

Si Xiaoluo looked at the battlefield coldly from afar. His attention was attracted by the two people who were fighting.    

The two men who were fighting in the distance were both Peak of Martial Sect Stage warriors, but the combat strength they unleashed was stronger than most of the Void Qiang warriors. They were infinitely close to breaking through to the Profound True King Stage. Both of them were monstrous existences. Even those who had just broken through to the True King would find it very difficult to deal with these existences.    

"I wonder who will win this battle."    

Loo Jiaxi slightly clenched his fist and looked at the intense battlefield in the distance. Terrifying energy waves were being emitted from the battlefield ahead.    

Vaguely, one could see the Thunder Dragon and the Flame Dragon fighting each other and biting each other.    

In the middle of the two giant energy dragons, there were two figures. Both of them held a divine weapon in their hands.    

The Pill Furnace surged with monstrous flames, and the Black Tower rampaged with Destruction Thunderclap. Both of them transformed into dragon heads, looking extremely ferocious. An incomparably violent and brutal fluctuation spread out from them.    

Where the divine weapons collided, the aura that filled the air was extremely terrifying. It was even comparable to two Stage of True King warriors fighting with all their might.    

Obviously, Ao Lingchen and Yan Hui had also used all their strength in the battle just now. They were really going all out in the battle.    

"This bastard, this move!"    

Yan Hui's facial expression kept changing. He looked extremely serious.    

He looked at the man in front of him, and his facial expression became extremely gloomy. He had never thought that Ao Lingchen would unleash such a powerful killing move. Furthermore, this killing move was so familiar to him.    

It was the martial skill he used.    

He couldn't figure out why Ao Lingchen knew his technique as well.    

"Could it be that he has also cultivated the Myriad Fire Art?"    

"Impossible! What's going on here?"    

Staring at Ao Lingchen, Yan Hui's expression became more and more serious.    

He found that the person in front of him was more mysterious and domineering than he had imagined.    

"Is it an imitation? Or is it something else?"    

A trace of hostility emerged in Yan Hui's eyes, and a crazy killing intent emerged in his heart.    

Scarlet flames that blotted out the sky and covered the earth surged out from within his body. At this moment, the flames around his body began to wildly churn and rise.    

Violent flames surged. Yan Hui's clothes were torn apart by the powerful energy. In just a few breaths' time, the surging aura on his body had also increased by several times.    

Scarlet flames curled around his eyes, flickering with a sharp cold light.    

The veins on his arm that was holding the Pill Furnace shook like a horned dragon. Raging flames that blotted out the sky and covered the earth rose from it. Scarlet flames interweaved, as if there were countless fire dragons coiling around his arm and letting out low growls.    

The Ten Thousand Fire Art was a technique that refined the Ten Thousand Fire Arts. If one wanted to cultivate it to completion, they would have to refine a thousand types of flames.    

In order to cultivate such a martial art to perfection, one needed to refine at least a thousand types of flames.    

Now that Yan Hui had mastered it, the degree of power contained within the flames was enough to make anyone exclaim in admiration.    

Yan Hui decided to use the Myriad Fire Art to destroy Ao Lingchen.    

"Kill!"    

His body was surrounded by raging flames. Yan Hui stepped on the void, and the raging flames seemed to want to burn and shatter the surrounding space.    

In an instant, Yan Hui's figure turned into a crimson flame, like a devil in the flames, rushing towards Ao Lingchen. The flaming Pill Furnace interweaved with the flames, as if it had turned into a fist of a devil, rushing towards Ao Lingchen to kill him.    

At the same time, a monstrous blazing flame rolled and surged, rushing towards Ao Lingchen's body at lightning speed.    

In the blink of an eye, it landed on Ao Lingchen's body.    

Rumble!    

Bang! Bang!    

As the raging flames rampaged, the surrounding space exploded with explosive sounds, as if it was going to destroy the space.    

Without the martial art skill, Yan Hui could only unleash the powerful energy in his body and kill Ao Lingchen in an overbearing manner.    

Since his opponent could imitate his moves, he would use his strength to break through all techniques.    

There were no martial skills, only strength. How could he imitate it?    

In a contest of strength, Yan Hui was confident that he would not lose to anyone.    

The current him wouldn't have the slightest fear even if he faced the first and second true disciples.    

He had the absolute determination to win this battle.    

Ao Lingchen frowned slightly when faced with Yan Hui's ferocious and undefeatable attack.    

He didn't expect Yan Hui to be so tough. He had abandoned all of his techniques and used his strength to suppress and kill him.    

"Interesting!"    

Ao Lingchen's eyes were filled with fierceness.    

He sneered and forcefully refined the Black Tower in his hand. It was mixed with the lightning that filled the sky. It carried the Power of Destruction and violently struck out. He did not retreat in the slightest, and directly collided with the blazing Pill Furnace that was crushing down on him.    

You are strong, but I am stronger!    

You are fearless, and I am even more fearless!    

You have sufficient confidence in your own strength, I also have absolute confidence in my own strength.    

This was Ao Lingchen's mentality.    

Under everyone's shocked gaze, two violent and overbearing energies collided with each other. An even more violent and powerful energy intertwined in the sky.    

The two of them didn't have any exquisite moves in their battle. It could even be said that they didn't have any cultivation techniques to speak of. All they had was that terrifying energy that could vaguely explode the space and tear the heaven and earth apart.    

The sound of the two Divine Weapons violently colliding and exploding gave people the feeling that their fists were hitting flesh.    

The explosive sounds that filled the sky caused the expressions of the surrounding people to change.    

Because in their field of vision, the energy barrier that enveloped the two of them actually showed traces of distortions, as if it was going to be torn apart by the violent energy within.    

Carrying the worry in their hearts, the spectators also took a few steps back in succession.    

They were worried that once the energy barrier was unable to withstand it, it would affect them.    

Rumble!    

Explosions erupted without stop as the two of them engaged in fierce combat within the storm.    

Wave after wave of powerful energy erupted from the collision. The two of them did not have any intention of retreating as they faced the storm. Their eyes were only focused on each other.    

Yan Hui carried the World Incinerating Flame and suddenly struck Ao Lingchen's body. The fierce and violent storm tore Ao Lingchen's body apart, and a large piece of charred flesh was ripped off by him.    

At the same time, Ao Lingchen also unleashed a powerful energy. It carried along with it a destructive lightning strike and struck Yan Hui's body, causing a terrifying wound to appear on his body.    

Neither of them gave way to the other.    

A violent collision occurred. Both of them spurted out blood with a 'poof' sound.    

Their bodies hastily retreated.    

Yan Hui looked at Ao Lingchen's eyes. The blood veins in his eyes were crawling. He was filled with resentment and killing intent.    

Ao Lingchen's eyes were also filled with coldness as he looked at Yan Hui.    

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