Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 436: Chapter 436 Two Damages (Fifth Update) Chapter 436: Chapter 436 Two Damages (Fifth Update) “Buzz! Buzz!”

High above, the devastating energy ravaged the void, with light flashing incessantly.

Upon closer inspection, at the center of the explosion, tiny pitch-black cracks started to emerge.

“Young Sect Hierarch!”

Ao Yan’s face was filled with panic and pallor, completely stunned by Feng Wuchen’s sword technique.

Miao Qingqing and Bei Dou Yan were equally worried about Feng Wuchen’s safety. Even though Feng Wuchen had a strong physique and possessed the Kylin armor, that power was simply too terrifying.

The energy ripples continued for a full five minutes, and the thick explosion smoke in the sky dissipated with the wind, returning the space to tranquility.

High above, the ethereal silhouettes of Feng Wuchen and Fan Shaoyun began to reappear in their sight.

“Big Brother Feng!”

“Pavilion Master!”

Miao Qingqing, Chi Huang, and the others were extremely anxious, their palms sweating.

First looking at Feng Wuchen, his injuries were severe, his complexion pale, his body covered in blood, he gasped for air, and blood continuously dripped from the corners of his mouth, looking extremely disheveled and weak.

If it weren’t for his cultivation stepping into the Ninth Level of the Tianyuan Realm, Feng Wuchen would have already been defeated.

Turning to Fan Shaoyun, his injuries were not light either, with several deep sword wounds on his body, his clothing stained red with blood, also looking very disheveled.

This battle, could be described as a mutual defeat.

“Young Sect Hierarch, how are you?” Ao Yan appeared in a flash, asking with concern.

“I’m fine…” Fan Shaoyun said laboriously, his fierce gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen relentlessly.

Fan Shaoyun had never imagined that Feng Wuchen could possess such terrifying strength to cause him, the top genius of the Heavenly Domain, to sustain such serious injuries.

Luckily, Fan Shaoyun’s injuries were not as severe as Feng Wuchen’s, and he was not yet devoid of fighting capacity.

In this battle, Feng Wuchen seemed to have been defeated by Fan Shaoyun, but in reality, he had not yet lost; the mysterious power in Feng Wuchen’s bloodline had not been fully activated yet.

“Big Brother Feng!” Miao Qingqing and the others flew over urgently, their expressions filled with worry.

“Pavilion Master, your injuries are very serious!” Xue Feng exclaimed in alarm.

Even with serious injuries, Fan Shaoyun still had Ao Yan, a Third Layer expert of the Heavenly Human Realm, making it impossible for Chi Huang and the others not to be concerned.

Once Ao Yan made his move, none of them could block it.

“Feng Wuchen, I must say, I didn’t expect your strength to be so formidable! But it’s a pity, you still lost to me!” Fan Shaoyun managed to sneer coldly through his exertion.

The terrifying power that Feng Wuchen had demonstrated made Fan Shaoyun realize the danger; if this man were not eliminated, he would be an endless threat in the future.

Being so powerful at the Ninth Level of the Tianyuan Realm, if Feng Wuchen were to break through to the Heavenly Human Realm, then Fan Shaoyun would be no match for him.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen’s brow furrowed slightly, and he said, “Bei Dou Yan, take them and leave in a minute, I’ll hold them back!”

Feng Wuchen feared that Fan Shaoyun and Ao Yan would kill them, and he was ready to make his stand.

“Big Brother Feng, what about you?” Miao Qingqing instantly understood what Feng Wuchen planned to do, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears.

“Nangong Zhan, you lead them away! I will stay as well!” Bei Dou Yan said resolutely, glancing at Feng Wuchen and adding, “If the Elixir Emperor dies, I wouldn’t want to live anyway.”

“Big Brother Feng, if we go, we go together. Brother Liu is already dead, and I can’t lose you too,” Miao Qingqing said sorrowfully, preferring to die together than to live alone begrudgingly.

“Fan Shaoyun is seriously injured, if we want to leave, they might not be able to stop us!” Nangong Zhan said.

Beidou Yan gravely said, “Don’t underestimate the Third Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm! This person’s strength is definitely not weak, if he wants to kill us, we might not all escape unscathed.”

“You all fall back first and act according to the situation.” Feng Wuchen said gravely, then took out the Rongxue Dahuan Pill and the Seven Gods Three Lives Pill and swallowed them.

The Rongxue Dahuan Pill is for healing injuries, while the Seven Gods Three Lives Pill restores True Yuan!

“It seems I can only try to harness this power,” Feng Wuchen thought inwardly, unconcerned about Fan Shaoyun’s serious injuries.

What worried Feng Wuchen was Ao Yan!

Ao Yan was a genuine powerhouse of the Third Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm!

Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, the potent effects of the elixirs manifested, quickly restoring his injuries and True Yuan, and he got ready.

“As long as we severely injure this person, we will have a chance!” Feng Wuchen thought viciously, his eyes flickering with ferocity.

“Young Sect Hierarch, do you want me to take action and kill them?” Ao Yan asked, his fierce and murderous gaze sweeping towards Feng Wuchen and his companions.

The presence of Feng Wuchen was a profound threat to Ao Yan, and he wished he could eliminate Feng Wuchen immediately.

And now was an excellent opportunity; missing this chance, there might not be such a good opportunity in the future.

Hearing Ao Yan’s words, Feng Wuchen coldly said, “Kill us? You can try!”

“Feng Wuchen, you are seriously injured. Even if you take elixirs, killing you would be as easy as flipping my hand!” Ao Yan disdainfully said, his eyes narrowing slightly, revealing a hint of cold light.

“Oh? Is that so?” Feng Wuchen said with a cold laugh, appearing composed.

It seemed like bravado, yet it gave off a dangerous feeling.

Just as Feng Wuchen was about to utilize the mysterious power, Fan Shaoyun suddenly spoke, “Now is not the time.”

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen was slightly stunned, somewhat disbelieving his own ears.

Fan Shaoyun was saying now was not the time. To not take action at such an opportune moment was like releasing the tiger back into the mountain, wasn’t it?

Beidou Yan and Nangong Zhan were also stunned. As long as one wasn’t a fool, one would certainly not miss the chance to kill Feng Wuchen.

“Is he joking?” Chi Huang frowned deeply, clearly disbelieving Fan Shaoyun’s words.

“We cannot trust his words!” Leng Mucheng certainly wouldn’t readily believe the enemy’s tall tales.

Feng Wuchen let out a slight cold laugh and said, “Fan Shaoyun, do you think I would believe your nonsense?”

Fan Shaoyun took out an elixir and swallowed it, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a cold laugh, “In nine days, our arranged battle will take place. Then, I will kill Feng Wuchen in front of countless people in the Heavenly Realm. Since I accepted Feng Wuchen’s challenge, naturally I won’t kill him now! Otherwise, the people of the Heavenly Realm might think I am afraid of Feng Wuchen.”

“You sure are confident!” Beidou Yan said with a frown.

“If I can defeat Feng Wuchen once, I can defeat him a second time!” Fan Shaoyun said with confidence.

His gaze turned to Feng Wuchen, Fan Shaoyun said with a cold laugh, “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you all now. I have prepared a big gift for you. I came today just to test your strength. If it were otherwise, I could kill you all, and none of you would escape.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen slightly furrowed his brows, unsure of what Fan Shaoyun was implying.

“Feng Wuchen, do you still remember Liu Qingyang? Have you not found him?” Fan Shaoyun asked with a sneering laugh, looking extremely smug.

“Qingyang!” Feng Wuchen’s face suddenly paled.

“Big Brother Liu!” Miao Qingqing trembled all over, her eyes widening in shock.

Nangong Zhan’s face darkened instantly, and he bellowed, “Was Qingyang captured by you? Speak up!”

“Hmph, if you want to know, come to Greenstone Town in the central region in five days!” Fan Shaoyun said with a taunting sneer, then he and Ao Yan soared away into the sky.