Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Facing the angry figure of the sage that everyone was amazed by, Ao Lingchen's body was like a cool breeze. He had no intention of retreating. The lightning in his hand was raging, and from time to time, a sizzling sound could be heard. A fierce strike forcefully smashed towards the image of the scholar that everyone was amazed at.    

It didn't matter whether he was a sage or a deity. Today, if a deity blocked his way, he would kill them. If a Buddha blocked his way, he would kill them. If anyone blocked his way, they would be crushed.    

"All families are fighting for supremacy over Confucianism." Murong Feng stared at the Tower of Thunderclap that was charging towards him, then he immediately slapped his palm forward. All of a sudden, a terrifying pressure burst out from his palm and fiercely pressed towards Ao Lingchen. Light and shadow flashed, and an extremely powerful Qi burst out from it.    

"Using the pagoda as the foundation, using lightning as the sword, going up and down into the Yellow Springs... Sword Shattered Netherworld!" A purple-black sword light burst out from the long sword, instantly filling the air with the light of thunder. The sword energy that blotted out the sky and covered the earth swept across the sky. Endless sword light shot out with a destructive force.    

The sword radiance was wanton. Even the right hand of the phantom that was reciting the rules and regulations seemed to be somewhat unable to withstand it.    

Murong Feng, who used this technique, felt a sharp pain in his palm from this attack.    

"Break for me." An angry shout came from Murong Feng's throat. He clenched both of his fists tightly and punched out. At the same time, the shadow above his head waved both of his fists and launched an overbearing attack.    

Facing such an attack, Ao Lingchen felt that it was difficult for him to breathe. He felt like he was suffocating. The explosive force of the shadow in front of him seemed to be somewhat powerful. The most terrifying part was that his attack was accompanied by numerous warnings. This voice seemed to be able to clearly penetrate into his heart and resounded in his heart. It reverberated in his soul.    

This kind of attack was too terrifying.    

The lightning and phantom fists collided. Boom! Boom! Boom!    

Suddenly, a deafening explosion sounded out from all directions. A terrifying Qi wave swept out from the collision. A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky and instantly wrapped around the two people on the fighting stage.    

Looking at the lightning on the fighting stage wantonly, the sword Qi crisscrossed, and the wild wind surging in the dark, everyone's hearts tensed up.    

"It's too terrifying. These two people are too powerful. Who said that Ao Lingchen had just experienced a battle and his strength was almost depleted? It's impossible for him to be a match for Murong Feng. This is going to be a slap in the face. " Numerous nervous eyes were fixed on the figures colliding crazily in the storm on the fighting stage. They couldn't see the details of the battle. However, they could see that the two of them were fighting passionately and violently.    

"But this Murong Feng is also powerful. His Confucianism attack is really strange. I can't understand why a scholar can unleash such a powerful force. Could it be that the ancient records of hundreds of clans and the history of the Sage Flower Blossoming are all true? Are there really so many scholars and sages?"    

Discussions arose everywhere. Everyone's hearts were attracted by the two people on the fighting stage at this moment. They were all shocked by the might of the two people on the fighting stage.    

In the crowd, Xia Jingxue's slender fingers were tightly clasped together. Her delicate and smooth brows were tightly knitted together at this moment, revealing a deep worry.    

If Ao Lingchen was at his peak condition, Xia Jingxue would not be too worried, but he was not.    

In her opinion, this battle was unfair. Ao Lingchen had just used up a large amount of strength to defeat Xia Yuhee. He was in a low state, but at this time, Murong Feng attacked. In his peak state, he was taking advantage of her too much.    

However, this damn rule was the same. The experts on the nebula didn't say anything. It would be useless even if the others had any objections.    

At this moment, they could only rely on Ao Lingchen's strength to suppress the enemy in front of them.    

At this moment, Qing Chen, Wang Chuan, and the others had mixed feelings. They were also shocked by the power of the two men on the fighting stage. They looked at the two men on the fighting stage. They were secretly assessing the situation in their hearts. If they were to fight one of them... Would they be able to fight against it?    

There was only one result, a crushing defeat!    

When they thought of the result, they all sighed helplessly. The two people on stage were already way ahead of them. At least, they wouldn't be able to catch up in a short period of time.    

There were all kinds of discussions and conjectures outside the stage, but there was only one thing on the stage - fighting. They used their most powerful killing moves to collide with each other, and used their most powerful strength to defeat the figure blocking their way to the top.    

"Let's see how long your Confucianism Saint can last!" Terrifying sword energy burst out, and Ao Lingchen used his Power of Destruction to transform into lightning. He used the lightning as a sword and slashed out in a domineering manner. He only had one thought in his mind. He wanted to use the person in front of him, as well as the Sage Statue that he had used. Destroy them all.    

The lightning in this sword was withdrawn, and it did not give off a monstrous aura. However, one could feel the terrifying power contained within this sword.    

As the lightning sword swept past, the surrounding space seemed to be pulled by an unknown force. It twisted and distorted, as if it could collapse at any moment. The destructive force blotted out the sun as it rushed towards Murong Feng.    

"Kill!" Ao Lingchen's angry shout was heard from within the storm. He could only see the violent lightning sword radiance that erupted from the battle platform, and the sword shadows that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.    

The sound of thunder rolled out. Everyone could feel some subtle changes happening in the space, as if it was trembling.    

The purple-black sword light instantly cut through the sky and slashed down. Under the hazy eyes of the crowd, it forcefully collided with the phantom of the Sage who was reciting the rules and regulations. There was not much energy recklessly, but only the phantom of the Sage that was constantly shattering the rain of light.    

"Ao Lingchen, you are a treasonous person. You have offended the Sage and tried to fight against the pioneers of human civilization. You have committed heinous crimes!"    

However, at this moment, a solemn voice sounded from the spot where the phantom had shattered. Murong Feng was seen standing in the air behind the constantly collapsing shadow, looking indifferently at the incoming shadow. A strange aura emerged from his body. At this moment, he looked like an old teacher. He looked incomparably solemn.    

However, Ao Lingchen felt different when he saw the transformation of Murong Feng. Instead, he saw evil, demonic, and terrifying from this person.    

Ao Lingchen didn't know why he had such a feeling, but this was how he felt. He looked at the serious and righteous figure in front of him. He had a feeling that he was looking at a devil. This feeling followed his gaze. It became more and more obvious.    

What Ao Lingchen didn't realize was that while he was staring at it, a strange purple light flashed across his eyes. More and more Zi Yun appeared in his eyes.    

However, Ao Lingchen did not have much time to think about it, because the seemingly righteous figure in front of him moved. He stepped forward.    

"Ao Lingchen, you have shattered the image of a great scholar, and your sin is monstrous. Today, in the name of my disciple, I represent the Confucianism Seedlings, and the pioneers in the history of human civilization to seek justice from you. I will sentence you to death and slaughter evil!"    

A solemn voice rang out. On the battle platform, and even in the square, a deafening echo resounded. A voice that seemed to come from the heavens and from the depths of the human world sounded extremely strange.    

This scene caused many people to almost make a sound, and they were in an uproar.    

At this moment, even the experts on the nebula were staring at the figure on the battle platform with strange gazes. A trace of fear surfaced in their eyes as they spoke with a solemn expression.    

The uniqueness of the Confucianism seemed to be even more terrifying than they had imagined.    

As everyone was thinking about this, a change occurred on the fighting stage as well.    

Murong Feng moved, and an even more majestic shadow appeared behind him. This shadow was emitting an even more vigorous and oppressive aura. When this shadow appeared, the Qi on his body rose crazily. In an instant, he broke through to the Half Step Martial King Stage, and he was now on the same level as Zhou Yong.    

"Repent!"