Chapter 833: 278 Chapter 833: 278 “Clang Clang!!”
Two crisp shattering noises burst forth as raging winds swept through.

In the instant when the forearm collided with the longsword, a terrifying divine power erupted, leaving Mo Han and Dongmen Jian without the slightest chance to counter.

Their bodies were blasted forward and backward like cannonballs, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering.

“Crack!

Snap!”
The wrists holding their swords were broken, the fingers clutching the hilts were twisted and burst open, the bones piercing through the flesh.

Blood spurted from their mouths as they were flung thirty to forty yards away, tumbling to the ground with continuous coughs of blood, and yet they couldn’t get up after quite some time.

“This…”
This astonishing scene left Zuo Qiu, Qian Rui, and others completely dumbfounded.

Mo Han and Dongmen Jian were renowned swordsmen in the history of the Great Flame Empire.

The arrival of these two made the swords of many disciples at the Spirit Taoist Sect bend and submit, testifying to their unexpectedly powerful strength!

But facing Su Changkong, was it really like swatting a mosquito for him?

In just a moment, he had severely injured them?

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It wasn’t that they were weak, it was that Su Changkong was far too strong!

Without releasing his True Blood, Su Changkong was still capable of crushing Wang Fuhu, an invincible warrior beneath the Martial Saints!

And now, Su Changkong, having truly angered, directly released his True Blood and used the Giant Whale Body Technique.

Their swords couldn’t even pierce his flesh filled with True Blood, making all aspects of the confrontation like that between an adult and a child!

“How…how is this possible?

He’s clearly…not a Martial Saint!”
Mo Han and Dongmen Jian continued to cough up blood, unable to stand up after a long while; they were internally shaking, unable to contain it.

If Su Changkong were a Martial Saint, overwhelming them would be normal, but Su Changkong was just an Innate Martial Artist like them, and this they found hard to acceptaEUR”that in just an encounter, they were defeated.

“Didn’t you want to kill me?

Come over here!”
Su Changkong’s golden eyes turned towards the eight-foot-tall Mountain Demon King, looking down like a life form from a higher dimension, regarding an ant that could be casually crushed.

The oppressive aura in Su Changkong’s eyes made even the usually bloodthirsty and murderous Mountain Demon King, who stood eight feet tall, feel an involuntary twitch in his heart, prompting him to take a step back subconsciously.

This retreat immediately made the Mountain Demon King realize his action.

He was the Mountain Demon King, who had slain countless formidable enemies; how could he retreat in the face of an enemy?

This realization ignited rage within the Mountain Demon King, and with a roar, he exclaimed, “Brat…

I will tear you to shreds!”
The roaring sound echoed across the sky, causing the clouds to roll violently, and even the sturdy arena cracked.

The disciples of the Spirit Taoist Sect felt pain on their faces, as if their eardrums were about to rupture!

Amidst the roar, the muscles all over the Mountain Demon King’s body bulged, turning his already large physique into a mass of knotted muscles, making him no different from a small giant.

With immense ferocity, he pounced towards Su Changkong, his huge palms grabbing Su Changkong’s shoulders, trying to tear him in half with brute force!

“Sizzle sizzle sizzle!”
However, this attempt to tear him apart couldn’t shake Su Changkong in the slightest; it was a futile effort comparable to a mayfly shaking a tree, and the Mountain Demon King’s palms were scorched and charred by the high temperature emanating from Su Changkong’s Qi and Blood, with smoke rising and flesh blurry.

“No…this isn’t good!”
Sweat dripped from the Mountain Demon King’s forehead.

He wanted to retreat, but Su Changkong’s broad and powerful palms had already seized his massive head.

“Die!”
Su Changkong’s eyes flashed violently as he squeezed hard with both palms.

“Crack!”
Amid the sound of bones bursting, and in the Mountain Demon King’s eyes filled with fear and unwillingness, his skull, ten times harder than fine steel, exploded like a watermelon under pressure.

“Thump!”
The burly, headless body collapsed limply to the ground, then slowly turned transparent and dissipated like a shadow into the air, leaving not even a trace behind.

Having been merely a projection, he completely vanished upon being killed.

“Is he…

a monster?”
The other two projected masters, both old men, twitched their eyelids, completely taken aback by Dao Wufeng’s strength.

The Mountain Demon King, Dongmen Jian, and Mo Han were all experts who had left their marks in the history of the Great Flame Empire, but they crumbled helplessly and were defeated without any power to fight back against Su Changkong.

“Quick!”
With a grinding of teeth and a fierce glint in their eyes, the two simultaneously dashed in directions toward the disciples of the Spirit Taoist Sect outside the training ground.

The strength displayed by Su Changkong was simply beyond imagination.

They had no confidence to confront Su Changkong directly and sought to threaten him using the disciples of the Spirit Taoist Sect.

Five Animal Frolics.

Demon Ape Capturing Space!

The fresh blood on Su Changkong’s hands vaporized from the searing heat.

His eyes ice-cold, he reached out with both palms, seizing the air!

“Crack, crack, crack!”
The space ahead twisted and caved in, as though crumpling a piece of paper, and before the two old men could even scream, their bodies contorted and exploded in the distorted space, shattering to pieces.

“We simply can’t deal with…

an enemy like this…”
Mo Han’s mouth quivered, and his sword-wielding arm was already rendered useless.

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In less than the span of ten breaths, the five of them had been crushingly defeated, with no suspense whatsoever, and without a trace of resistance.

“I am, after all, just a projection…

Perhaps, a quiet disappearance is the best ending.”
Dongmen Jian, the white-robed swordsman, had an even paler face, and there is no greater sorrow than a death of the heart.

Once upon a time, he had been invincible, challenging strong opponents from all around and holding himself in very high regard.

But facing this man, who was like a Demon God, he couldn’t even muster the strength to fight back, the gap was too vast!

Mo Han and Dongmen Jian exchanged glances, two former arch-enemies revealing a bitter smile and a sense of reluctance on their faces.

Their bodies slowly turned into light and shadow and dissipated, the immense blow leaving them without any desire to continue existing in this world.

“This…”
The scene before them left Zuo Qiu and others somewhat dazed.

Any one of these five could be clearly seen as top-tier powerhouses who could dominate in their own right, each capable of sweeping through a first-rate Warrior Sect!

Facing them, Su Changkong was expected to be in a world-shaking battle.

But there was no evenly matched fight, only a one-sided steamrolling.

In Su Changkong’s hands, renown figures like Dongmen Jian, who had their heyday and the potential for Entering Saint, were like mere ants, effortlessly crushed to death, without even a chance to resist properly!

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