Dragon God Supreme

Feng Wuchen has arrived.

”Brother Feng?”

”Feng... Feng Wuchen?”

Seeing the newcomer, Han Ling and Lu Xuanyang were stunned, unable to believe that Feng Wuchen would suddenly appear at the most critical moment.

Is this a dream?

Isn’t Feng Wuchen at the Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple? How could he be here?

It’s not a dream, it’s real; Feng Wuchen has indeed arrived.

What shocked them even more was that Feng Wuchen could hit the young man, who wasn’t aware of it at all.

Isn’t Feng Wuchen a One-star Saint King?

How does he possess such terrifying speed?

Could Feng Wuchen be hiding his cultivation?

”Who are you?” The young man asked coldly, his sinister gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen.

He had never seen Feng Wuchen before, only heard his name from Han Ling and Lu Xuanyang.

He couldn’t discern Feng Wuchen’s cultivation level, and coupled with Feng Wuchen’s earlier attack, he concluded that Feng Wuchen’s strength surpassed his own.

The young man didn’t dare make a rash move.

Nor did the dozen guards dare to act without caution.

However, Feng Wuchen completely ignored the young man’s question, treating it as if it were air.

”Why are you here?” Feng Wuchen asked, looking at the two who were utterly shocked.

Hearing Feng Wuchen’s voice, Han Ling snapped back to reality, confirming beyond doubt it was indeed Feng Wuchen. Overjoyed, it was like winning a hundred billion jackpot, extremely happy!

”Brother Feng, my senior brother and I were planning to return when we encountered them. They wanted to take me away,” Han Ling quickly explained.

”Do you have a grudge against them?” Feng Wuchen asked.

”No, we don’t even know them, and we haven’t offended them. That beast was plotting against my junior sister!” Lu Xuanyang said through gritted teeth, growing angrier at the thought.

”I see.” Feng Wuchen nodded.

”You’re all done for!” Lu Xuanyang said with satisfaction, gloating: ”The person whom the Hall Master of Heaven’s Dao Holy Temple and the three major elders are hosting is him!”

The young man’s face turned ominously dark, filled with disdain: ”Is he worthy? The Heavenly Dao Great Emperor is the overlord of Jiuzhou. Does he have the qualification to have the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor personally host him? He’s not qualified!”

Completely dismissing Lu Xuanyang’s words as nonsense.

This person was Mo Shuisheng, the young master of Qingyun Pavilion. Qingyun Pavilion’s strength in Jiuzhou was not weak, its Pavilion Master was at the level of an Eight-Star Saint Emperor, full of masters, a formidable force in Jiuzhou.

Mo Shuisheng usually disregarded and insulted others; when had he ever been ignored like this?

With fists tightly clenched, the enraged Mo Shuisheng immediately sent back a message.

”Brat, don’t think you’re so amazing with a bit of strength. If you dare ignore the young master, you must be tired of living!” one of the guards shouted angrily.

”Scram!” Feng Wuchen coldly shouted, his icy gaze sweeping over, making Mo Shuisheng and his group tremble all over.

This gaze was extremely cold!

Like a demon’s eyes!

”Who dares hurt my son?”

”Shoo shoo shoo!”

At that moment, an angry shout that shook the soul rang out, followed by sounds of wind-breaking as terrifying and overwhelming auras surged.

”Young master, the Hall Master and they have arrived!” a guard reported joyfully.

”A Saint Emperor expert!” Lu Xuanyang’s expression changed drastically.

”Brother Feng, their people have arrived!” Han Ling became very worried.

”Don’t worry.” Feng Wuchen smiled indifferently, showing no fear.

In the void above, dozens of experts appeared, all strong Saint Emperor and Saint Monarch experts, forming a powerful lineup.

The highest cultivation reaching the realm of an Eight-Star Saint Emperor!

The newcomers were none other than Mo Yu, the Pavilion Master of Qingyun Pavilion, and his senior officials, rushing there immediately upon learning of Mo Shuisheng’s trouble.

Qingyun Pavilion was nearby, arriving within minutes.

”Shuisheng, how are you?” Mo Yu asked worriedly, his gaze coldly inspecting Feng Wuchen and his two companions.

”I’m fine,” Mo Shuisheng said through gritted teeth, boiling with rage, his venomous gaze like a snake’s fixated on Feng Wuchen.

”Who are you?” Mo Yu asked coldly.

”Someone you cannot afford to offend!” Feng Wuchen responded icily.

Mo Yu squinted his eyes, chillingly said: ”Arrogant!”

Feng Wuchen said coldly: ”If you want to live, then get lost quickly!”

”Kill him for me! Kill him!” Mo Shuisheng, unable to hold back, erupted with rage, his veins bulging, shouting furiously.

No one had ever dared to say ’scram’ to him!

Never before, and never in the future!

Feng Wuchen’s single ’scram’ made Mo Shuisheng feel deeply humiliated, something he couldn’t accept.

Regardless of who Feng Wuchen was, he had to die today!

”Kill!” Mo Yu ordered.

”Ignorant brat, with quite the guts, not even bothering to inquire about our young master’s identity! Even if your strength exceeds the young master’s, you’re doomed!” a Six-star Saint Monarch expert sneered disdainfully, being the first to charge out.

”No need to waste words with him! Offending the young master, just kill him!” another Saint Monarch shouted angrily.

A dozen or so Saint Monarchs attacked simultaneously, ferociously murderous.

”Kill!” Feng Wuchen coldly ordered.

”Thud thud thud!”

The moment Feng Wuchen’s words fell, blood splattered everywhere, a dozen Saint Monarch experts killed on the spot, their throats slit with a single sword stroke.

God Shadow Guard’s moves were this swift, this cold-blooded and ruthless!

”...” Han Ling and Lu Xuanyang were momentarily dumbfounded, their expressions stiff, unable to move.

”How is this possible...” Mo Yu’s old face changed drastically, filled with horror and disbelief.

Mo Shuisheng was so scared, he almost wet himself, trembling all over, his face pale as if he’d seen a ghost.

They had no idea what had happened, nor did they see who acted.

Too fast, it was as if the dozen Saint Monarchs suddenly died mysteriously, eerie and terrifying.

”What... what is going on?” an elder asked, dazed.

This scene unfolded too suddenly.

”A Saint Emperor expert!” Mo Yu’s old face turned completely somber, a bit of panic in his heart. He sensed nothing, meaning there must be a Saint Emperor expert!

”What? A Saint Emperor expert?” Qingyun Pavilion’s dozens of strongmen were dramatically shaken, all panicked.

No matter how strong they were, they were definitely no match for a Saint Emperor.

If they knew it was the God Shadow Guard, they’d probably be scared out of their wits by now.

”Who exactly are you?” Mo Yu asked coldly, his face twitching violently.

”Someone you cannot afford to offend.” Feng Wuchen said coldly: ”If you don’t scram now, don’t even think any of you can leave.”

”Don’t be arrogant! Do you think this Pavilion Master fears the Saint Emperor behind you?” Mo Yu yelled: ”This is Jiuzhou, the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor is Jiuzhou’s overlord. Can the Saint Emperor behind you contend with the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor? Dare to kill our Qingyun Pavilion’s experts, this Pavilion Master will make you pay the price!”

After speaking, Mo Yu immediately communicated with Gui Ao Feng.

”Feng Wuchen! Just wait for your death!” Mo Shuisheng shouted angrily, utterly believing that Gui Ao Feng’s action could instantly kill the Saint Emperor expert behind Feng Wuchen.

”The Hall Master of Heaven’s Dao?” Feng Wuchen grinned.