Chapter 3221: Saint-Level Martial Arts

The figures of Feng Wanhong and Nie Tian came forward and saw the grimace warrior in mid-air.

"This man has such a strong killing intent!" Feng Wanhong looked at the grim-faced warrior, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't help but feel horrified.

The body of the grimace warrior was filled with extremely terrifying killing energy, sharp and cold, as if it could tear everything to pieces.

As he stood there, the space around him was filled with an extremely terrifying aura of killing, and his whole body was like an abyss of killing.

Nie Tian's eyes couldn't help but freeze, and he was equally surprised.

He felt a strong dangerous aura from the Ghost Face Warrior. He had never felt this way before, even in front of Gui Gu Curse.

"Kill!" At this moment, the grimace warrior suddenly roared, rolling like thunder, like a wild beast roaring, and a strong killing aura surged between heaven and earth.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The next moment, a powerful aura appeared on his body, like all demons dancing wildly, and terrifying and sinister claws appeared, blasting towards the crowd below.

On the ground, dozens of warriors ran away in panic, but the devil's claws locked them in place and attacked them straight away.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Immediately, the devil's claws fell, and a series of miserable howls sounded, extremely cruel and bloody.

Nie Tian frowned and his expression changed.

He recognized that these warriors who were killed were the warriors from Lingyu Branch and Xuanxiao Branch just now.

It seemed that they had not run very far before they were chased here by this grim-faced warrior.

"Bastard!" Feng Wanhong looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes trembling, and he roared violently, and the aura in his body was released like thunder.

He couldn't believe how there could be such a violent person in the world, killing people was like child's play.

"Boom!" The moment Feng Wanhong's whole body momentum exploded, a terrifying ice and snow storm appeared all over his body. Then the terrifying ice energy burst out like a tsunami. Countless ice cones appeared, overwhelming the sky, killing everything, and heading towards the ghost face. The warriors blasted past.

"Huh?" The grim-faced warrior felt the cold air coming towards his face. He couldn't help but frown, uttered a surprise, and murmured a smile, "Are there any ants in the realm that are so strong?"

Nie Tian looked at Feng Wanhong and his eyes trembled slightly. He didn't expect that the latter's strength would be so terrifying.

But what surprised him even more were the words of the grimace warrior.

Realm ants?

Isn't the grimace warrior a member of the realm?

"Boom! Chi chi chi..." At this moment, the grimace warrior raised his arm, and a terrifying claw appeared, which directly shattered the ice in the sky.

Feng Wanhong's figure, under the impact of the violent force, retreated a thousand meters away, looking very embarrassed.

When Nie Tian saw this scene, his expression couldn't help but change, and he was deeply shocked.

Feng Wanhong's strength was close to the peak of the pseudo-sage. Even if he was compared to Gui Gu Jushi and others, he was not much weaker, but he was actually knocked back by the Ghostface Warrior with a palm.

The fighting power of the Grimace warrior is terrifying.

"Could this grim-faced man be a holy warrior?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled, and he was secretly shocked.

The grimace warrior has already shown that he is not from the realm, so it is normal for his strength to reach the holy realm.

But if he is a holy warrior, that will be troublesome.

"Ahhhh..." At this moment, there were bursts of miserable howls on the ground below. Dozens of warriors died instantly under the clutches of the devil, and their death was extremely tragic.

"You deserve to die!" When Feng Wanhong saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, his veins were exposed, he roared like thunder, anger burst out from his whole body, and streams of ice energy were released, and the space within tens of thousands of meters around him , it became cold instantly, as if the world was about to be frozen.

"You ants in the domain, are you angry?" The grim-faced warrior looked at Feng Wanhong and smiled coldly, his eyes extremely cold.

It was obvious that he didn't take Feng Wanhong seriously at all, he just regarded the latter as an ant.

"This..." At this moment, Shang Lai and others arrived. Looking at the scene high in the sky, they were stunned and speechless.

"Brother Shang, step back!" Nie Tian suddenly turned around and told Shang Lai and others to leave.

The battle between Feng Wanhong and the Ghostface Warrior caused the heaven and earth to shake, and the surrounding space was very dangerous.

"Kill!" High in the sky, Feng Wanhong's whole body's aura was concentrated at one point, roaring like a wild beast, and struck down hard with a palm. Suddenly, a sharp ice blade appeared and killed the grim-faced warrior.

"Whoa! Kick-kick-kick..." At this moment, the space was extremely cold. Wherever the ice blade passed, the space was directly frozen, and the terrible cold air filled every corner of the air.

"What a terrible cold!" Nie Tian frowned, feeling quite surprised that Feng Wanhong was stronger than he had imagined.

"Ant, seek death!" The grim-faced warrior looked at Feng Wanhong, his eyes condensed slightly, and a chill came out. Then he smacked his palm directly, and a black light appeared in the void. It didn't look strong, but its momentum was It seems to be endless and can swallow almost everything.

"In my eyes, any warrior in the realm is like an ant. And ants are meant to be trampled and cannot be resisted!" The grim-faced warrior sneered, and the cold laughter filled the space. Suddenly, the world They are all about to break apart.

His eyes were full of disdain, as cold and arrogant as a peerless king, contemptuous of everything.

"How is this possible?" Nie Tian couldn't help but froze for a moment when he saw this scene, and secretly screamed in surprise.

He sensed that the strength of the ghost-faced warrior was the same as Feng Wanhong, both of them were ninth-level pseudo-saints.

However, the aura of the ghost-faced warrior was much stronger than Feng Wanhong, and the power released by the ghost-faced warrior seemed to have a strong suppressive effect on Feng Wanhong.

"Saint-level martial arts!" At this moment, the voice of the Ghost Emperor sounded, exclaiming, "This guy is using a saint-level martial arts, he is indeed not from the domain!"

Nie Tian's eyes suddenly sank when he heard the words of the Ghost Emperor.

No wonder the ghost-faced warrior was so powerful, it turned out that he used a saint-level martial arts.

In the battle between warriors, in addition to strength and talent, the strength of martial arts is also crucial.

If the strength of both sides is similar, the warrior who masters higher martial arts will obviously have an absolute advantage.

Feng Wanhong is not inferior to the ghost-faced warrior in aura, but his martial arts are obviously not comparable to the ghost-faced warrior.

"Boom! Crack, crack, crack..." At this moment, the black light in the air suddenly exploded, blooming like a flower, and condensed into a sinister claw, which hit the ice blade hard, and the sound of cracking was immediately heard in the void.

The ice blade was torn apart by the claw!

The next moment, a black light appeared and attacked Feng Wanhong.

Feng Wanhong's eyes trembled, and he felt the real breath of death approaching, and his face was extremely horrified.