Dragon God Supreme

"Feng Wuchen, let’s see if you can still be this arrogant later!"

Two tribesmen darted to Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao with astonishing speed, forming a triangular attack formation.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the attacks from the three men arrived simultaneously, extremely fierce.

But at that moment, the figures of Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao vanished into thin air.

Gone without a trace.

"Instantaneous movement!" The three men’s expressions changed simultaneously.

One quickly said, "Their aura has disappeared, they are trying to escape!"

"Can they escape?" the leading man said coldly, immediately forming seals with his hands, shouting, "Demon Eye!"

With the shout, the man’s eyes instantly turned cyan; wherever his gaze traversed, he could see things others couldn’t, like the Yin and Yang eyes.

But when the man opened the Demon Eye, his expression changed again.

Because what he saw wasn’t Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao fleeing, but rather the two had unknowingly appeared on either side of one of the tribesmen.

"Watch out!" the leading man roared sharply.

But it was already too late.

"Who gave you the confidence to say killing us is like killing chickens?" Feng Wuchen’s voice, ice-cold and piercing, rang out like a ghost.

The sudden cold laughter startled the tribesman, and cold sweat broke out.

A dignified Saint Spirit Realm master was actually frightened like this by a weakling in the Saint Realm, his face instantly turning red with fury, as he violently turned and unleashed a palm strike at Feng Wuchen, aggressive and without mercy.

Yet even before the palm could be launched, Feng Wuchen had vanished into thin air, as if he never appeared.

"Shh!"

Just as the man was attacking, he suddenly sensed a strong danger, but being in the midst of striking, he couldn’t possibly avoid it.

A long sword had already pierced through his heart from behind, blood gushing wildly.

The attacker was Ling Xiaoxiao, who grasped the timing very precisely.

Feng Wuchen distracted the attention, while Ling Xiaoxiao seized the moment to act.

The two coordinated effortlessly, easily taking down a Saint Spirit enemy.

"This... this can’t be..." The man couldn’t believe he would die at the hands of two Saints.

Ling Xiaoxiao pulled out the Divine Sword, coldly saying, "You’re too foolish."

"Is this the strength to kill us like chickens?" Feng Wuchen sneered while scanning the other two Demon Clan members, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

Those two Demon Clan members had faces dark as can be, with one of their three Saint Spirit peers having been slain.

And it was just as easy as killing chickens!

"Saint Essence Shield!" the leading man coldly yelled, an energy shield quickly forming on the surface of his body, then he explosively shot out into the empty space.

"Leave that brat to me!" another tribesman shouted angrily, equally forming a Saint Essence Shield and shot out.

Thus, with Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao’s strength, they couldn’t possibly break their defense.

Instantaneous movement couldn’t cause them any harm.

"Beloved, let them witness our couple’s prowess!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Alright!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted, and her graceful form vanished into thin air.

It seemed Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao had already planned their tactics!

"Feng Wuchen! With your paltry strength, no methods will work!" the leading man disdained, his speed rising by a few degrees.

"Boom!"

With a thought, the Pure World Strange Soul Fire was unleashed, purple flames burning on his palm, Feng Wuchen sneering, instantaneous movement deployed once more.

This time Feng Wuchen didn’t avoid but rather flashed to the leading man’s top headspace, unleashing a palm downwards.

"Boom!"

The domineering palm struck the man’s energy shield, without a sign, the force instantly dissolved.

With Feng Wuchen’s strength, he couldn’t even shake it.

"I told you, with your level of power, even with the Divine Fire, you can’t hurt me, even if I don’t have Saint Essence Shield, standing here letting you attack wouldn’t hurt me." the leading man sneered.

The power of the Saint Realm is insignificant to Saint Spirit practitioners.

"Is that so? Do you think I don’t know? Or do you think I’m even dumber than you? Thinking this palm can break through your power?" Feng Wuchen mocked with a cold smile.

The leading man’s face turned dark, eyes flashing with icy killing intent.

But before he could attack, Feng Wuchen had already flashed away.

"Feng Wuchen, you can’t escape my Demon Eye, instantaneous movement though powerful, can still be seen by Demon Eye!" the leading man shouted angrily, killing intent soaring.

"You have no chance!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

As soon as Feng Wuchen finished speaking, the leading man suddenly trembled, eyes vacant, unmoving.

The Pure World Strange Soul Fire had invaded his consciousness space, now controlled by Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen’s previous palm strike was merely to inject the Pure World Strange Soul Fire into the energy shield, thus entering the man’s body.

"Beloved, I’ve controlled him, quickly kill him!" Feng Wuchen shouted, hands clasped, fully controlling the leading man.

"What?" another Demon Clan member’s face drastically changed, urgently shouting, "Zhu Jiu!"

Zhu Jiu didn’t react at all, unmoving.

"How is this possible? How could Feng Wuchen control Zhu Jiu? How did he do it?" The Demon Clan man’s face was full of disbelief.

"Coming through! Husband! Well done!"

Ling Xiaoxiao appeared in a flash, wielding the Divine Sword towards the controlled man, her figure transformed into a violet bolt of lightning.

"Hmph! Brat! I’ll slaughter you first!" The Demon Clan man’s fists clenched, angrily shouting at Ling Xiaoxiao, viciously and full of cold killing intent eyes fixating on Ling Xiaoxiao.

Ling Xiaoxiao had used instantaneous movement to hold him earlier, now finding the opportunity to strike.

The man’s speed was much faster than Ling Xiaoxiao’s.

In the blink of an eye, he stood before the leading man, powerful energy surging, hands forming seals, fiercely shouting, "Divine Art! Demon Palm!"

"You’ve been tricked!" Feng Wuchen’s mocking cold laughter suddenly rang out.

Just as the Demon Clan member was about to attack, he discovered Ling Xiaoxiao had already vanished.

"Boom!"

"Puh!"

Behind the man, Zhu Jiu suddenly unleashed a palm strike, with a blast sound, shaking the man to vomit blood, body shooting out.

"Zhu Jiu! You bastard!" the man angrily cursed.

Zhu Jiu’s cultivation was stronger than his, with full force in a palm strike, severely wounding him.

"Shh!"

A Divine Sword instantly pierced the man’s heart.

"Weren’t you warned earlier? I’ve controlled him, you’re truly foolish, with power but you need brains." Feng Wuchen coldly mocked, slowly pulling out the Divine Sword.

"Feng Wuchen..." the man unwillingly muttered, deep inside unsure if he regretted.

"Swoosh!"

"Shh!"

After slaying the man, Feng Wuchen stepped into the void, transforming into a black lightning bolt, sword gleaming as he severed Zhu Jiu’s head.

Then stylishly gave Ling Xiaoxiao a thumbs up!

"Husband’s tactics truly are remarkable! Haha!" Ling Xiaoxiao ecstatically exclaimed.

Perfectly countered with strength!

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