The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 844: Chapter 844: Mysterious Strongman from the Great World of the Celestial Clan, Seizing Destiny

Chapter 844: Chapter 844: Mysterious Strongman from the Great World of the Celestial Clan, Seizing Destiny

"Yes, you're right, and now, as a reward, I grant you death!" Ye Feng's gaze was ice-cold.

Rip!

He instantly traversed through space, appearing in front of the Demon Armor Ancient Saint, swinging his heavy fists alternately down with smashing force.

"Impervious to All Laws!"

The Demon Armor Ancient Saint clasped his hands to cast a spell, but before he could complete it, both hands were crushed by Ye Feng, interrupting his casting.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of ferocious punches from Ye Feng rained down, punching a huge hole through the body of the Demon Armor Ancient Saint. The saint was sent flying tens of thousands of miles and, after crashing through several hundred mountains, finally lay beneath the rubble.

On the other side.

Hu Feifei entered her Second Combat Mode, and her fighting power reached the Peak of Saint Entry. With one strike of her staff, she could smash tens of thousands to death.

With another swing, tens of thousands more perished.

The remaining Heavenly Emperors and Quasi-Saints, though they fought with all their might and even deployed Killing Arrays, still could not prevail.

"Power Breaks Ten Thousand Laws!"

Hu Feifei had never felt such exhilaration in battle, wielding the Hunyuan Staff wildly. In less than ten breaths, she slaughtered a hundred thousand cultivators, like a terrifying god of death descending upon the world.

"Well done!"

Ye Feng praised.

"Of course!" Hu Feifei brushed her nose with her finger, a look of pride on her face.

Boom!

The Demon Armor Ancient Saint burst from beneath the stones that crushed him, appearing in midair. The wounds on his body were gradually healing, and his eyes were filled with fierce murderous intent.

"What a world of the Celestial Clan! Why weren't all of you slapped to death by the Ten Directions Saint Emperor back then!"

The Demon Armor Ancient Saint spat out bloodied saliva, his face dark with anger.

"Kill!"

Ye Feng couldn't be bothered with idle talk. He swung his fist and smashed it toward the Demon Armor Ancient Saint, once again leaving him scrambling to find his teeth.

"I want you dead!"

Enraged, the Demon Armor Ancient Saint pulled out an ancient Command Token, like a dart, stabbing toward Ye Feng's forehead.