Supreme Battle King

Mo Feihong struck out with his claw. It was fierce and powerful, and it was indestructible. It was as if the ancient Desolate Beast had swept across the world, wreaking havoc in all worlds. Its unparalleled ferocity shocked everyone present.    

Everyone's faces were filled with shock, and they were flabbergasted.    

Terrifying, it was too terrifying.    

Mo Feihong's right hand was like a wolf-tooth club, and it was also like the legendary Supreme Divine Artifact. It continuously emitted a savage, bloodthirsty, barbaric, and evil aura. It covered the sky and covered the earth, wreaking havoc.    

This seemingly elegant and handsome young man suddenly seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast from the ancient era. His killing intent was so intense that it caused one's heart to palpitate.    

Huangpu Rouqing was getting more and more shocked. Mo Feihong and "Tianjiao" were too similar. Both of them were so talented. He was invincible. Although Mo Feihong's strength was far weaker than Tianjiao's, his right hand and the claw technique he casted were still unparalleled. At this time, almost no one among the top Divine Monarch Stage warriors could fight him.    

Even though Huangpu Rouqing had reached the level of Nine Essence Heavenly Master in her previous life, and her power shook the heavens, she still couldn't defeat him. After she reincarnated, she had reached the Divine Lord Stage Peak of Tenth Layer. She had two Fortune Ancient Character, but she had no confidence in defeating Mo Feihong.    

In this battle, although Meng Xinghe was incomparably powerful, with Mo Feihong's strength, he was strong enough to fight him.    

"Desolate Beast Arm?"    

Chiang Zhan was shocked. At this moment, Mo Feihong's right hand was the same as his Desolate Beast Arm. Obviously, he had also refined the supreme beast, the master of Demon Realm, and the treasure left behind by the Desolate Beast.    

This was a right hand that was equivalent to the Supreme Divine Artifact. Its power was boundless and unparalleled, especially when Mo Feihong used the Sky Supporting Claw. No one could withstand the power of this claw.    

A peerless genius with a strange heart of the ancient characters had refined the second Fortune Ancient Character. He had a Desolate Beast Arm that was comparable to the Supreme Divine Artifact, and he had also cultivated the Supreme Thaumaturgy. It was no wonder that Mo Feihong was as strong as Huangpu Rouqing when it came to the Mighty Heaven Claw.    

This precious disciple was destined to rise up in power today. Once he defeated Meng Xinghe, he would definitely become a dark horse amongst all the geniuses participating in the Divine Court's Genius Selection.    

Chiang Zhan quietly looked at Mo Feihong and Meng Xinghe. A bright smile emerged on his handsome face.    

"Be careful Xinghe, this kid isn't simple..."    

As if he had sensed Mo Feihong's power, Meng Xinghai, who had been leisurely all this while, suddenly frowned and reminded Meng Xinghe.    

Unfortunately, it was already too late.    

Meng Xinghe unleashed his strongest combat strength. He took out an Emperor Grade Divine Monarch Long Sword and the Dragon Tiger Sword. He used all his strength to kill Meng Xinghe. Unfortunately, although his Qi was unparalleled and ferocious, this kind of close combat was extremely dangerous to him.    

After all, Mo Feihong had a Desolate Beast Arm that was comparable to a Supreme Divine Artifact. In a head-on collision, Meng Xinghe was no different from an ant trying to shake a tree, or an egg hitting a rock.    

"Crap!"    

Seeing Mo Feihong's claw coming at him, Meng Xinghe's heart trembled. His face was full of nervousness. He even wanted to change his attack, but it was already too late.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

At this moment, a series of violent explosions resounded like rolling thunder. It was soul-stirring and deafening.    

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the void red.    

Everyone could clearly see that Meng Xinghe's sword was caught by Mo Feihong's wolf-tooth club. Following that, the Sovereign grade divine sword in Meng Xinghe's hand exploded along with his entire arm. * Hong Long...... *    

It was just a single strike, the young Sect Leader of Dragon Tiger Sect. Not only was Meng Xinghe defeated, but he also suffered a crushing defeat.    

This scene was extremely shocking.    

It was as if the souls of countless spectators had been taken away by demons. All of them stared at the bloody battlefield in a daze. Their hearts and souls were shattered, and they were scared out of their wits.    

Some of the Divine Monarch Stage warriors could see that the Long Sword that Meng Xinghe had taken out was not just a Monarch Grade Divine Artifact. However, a divine weapon of this level had been destroyed by Mo Feihong with just a single swipe of his claw. From this, it could be seen how terrifying Mo Feihong's right hand was.    

Although he couldn't tell what grade of divine weapon Mo Feihong's right hand was, there was one thing that he was certain of. At the very least, it was comparable to a substandard Holy Grade Divine Artifact, or even a Holy Grade Divine Artifact or Supreme Divine Artifact.    

Facing such a terrifying young man, the eyes of all the Divine Monarch Stage geniuses were filled with fear.    

Huangpu Rouqing, on the other hand, seemed very calm. She had long known the power of the Desolate Beast Arm, so she naturally wouldn't make a fuss about it.    

Chiang Zhan still had the same indifferent expression. In terms of strength, Meng Xinghe was definitely not any weaker than Mo Feihong, but in close combat... Putting aside the fact that the Long Sword in Meng Xinghe's hand was only a Monarch Grade Divine Artifact, even if it was a Minor Holy Grade... Holy Grade and Supreme Divine Artifact might not be able to fight Mo Feihong's Desolate Beast Arm.    

In this battle, Meng Xinghe had lost because of his carelessness. Before he could figure out Mo Feihong's background... He had attacked recklessly, causing him to be unable to change his attack in a short period of time. In the end, he had suffered a crushing defeat. Otherwise, even if Mo Feihong could defeat him, it wouldn't be easy for him.    

"Brat, you dare to hurt me? I'll fight you to the death!"    

Although the divine sword was destroyed and he was defeated on the spot, Meng Xinghe still had the strength to fight. He was like a wounded primeval beast, roaring fiercely.    

In the next moment, Meng Xinghe drew out another divine sword. It was still the Monarch Grade Divine Artifact. However, its quality was slightly inferior to the Dragon Tiger Sword, but the dazzling light of the sword was blazing. It glittered brightly, and an unparalleled sword aura burst out like a world-destroying torrent. It was vast and mighty, and the atmosphere was majestic and majestic.    

"Dragon Tiger Wind Cloud Sword!"    

Swish!    

Another slash was launched. Meng Xinghe had almost pushed his cultivation to its peak. His majestic strength was like the surging waves of the ocean. Wave after wave, countless layers of energy swept out along with the Monarch Grade Divine Sword.