Ultimate Martial Divine King

The eyes of everyone in Thunder Saint Palace turned cold, and the hearts of everyone present trembled. A majestic and vigorous energy shockwave was like a meteorite that wrapped itself around the clouds, and its astonishing speed caused friction with the air, causing it to emit scorching heat …    

There seemed to be flames burning outside.    

"Thump!"    

In the next moment, that ball of terrifying power solidly surged and surged towards the ancient monument that Han Yiquan was on.    

The violent power shook the heaven and earth. The mountains trembled and the earth was restless. The majestic and vigorous light waves were like a flood that broke through a dam as the gigantic monolith began to tilt to one side …    

The ground was covered with cracks.    

Rocks flew, thousands of stones flew like a swarm of locusts, and along with the pervasive energy waves, Han Yiquan was immediately sent flying. As he retreated, he playfully smiled and said, "Luckily I managed to run fast, or else I would have broken a few ribs already."    

"Han Yiquan, return the 'Sacred Blood Fruit' to me."    

"Hua!"    

Dust filled the air and smoke filled the air.    

A melodious voice that was as clear as silver bells rang out in the crowd's ears. Following that, a petite and exquisite figure appeared in the sky above them …    

And, upon seeing the other party, including Chu Hen, Luo Mengchang, Long Xuanshuang and the others, everyone in the Kunliu Mountain, were all immediately stunned.    

The other party was actually a young Girl who seemed to be around thirteen to fourteen years old. Her skin was white, and her features were delicate and exquisite, just like a beautiful jade doll. Her head was tied with two fluffy little balls, which were slightly messy and cute.    

"Isn't this the one with the Seven Stars City?"    

"That's her!"    

Everyone present from Kunliu Mountain and Ice Profound Sect looked at each other.    

Previously at the Seven Stars City, the last remaining Little Girl who came out of the "Star Pagoda's secret realm" was precisely this person in front of him.    

Everyone clearly remembered that after the other party had awakened in the secret realm, he calmly said "another batch died" as he looked at the Seven Stars City s corpses that littered the ground.    

It was precisely because of that sentence that made everyone have a deep impression of her.    

But no matter what, he never thought that the other party would actually be someone from the 'Myriad Generations Sect'.    

Surprisingly, everyone calmed down a little.    

"We should have thought of that long ago," Leng Lingyan's beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, her red lips slightly parted, and then she slowly said the other party's name. "Qiao Xiaowan!"    

"Hua!"    

Although many people had already guessed what was going on, they still had expressions of unconcealable shock on their faces.    

"As expected, it's exactly the same as the rumors say. He looks like a little angel, but his heart is incomparably 'brutal'."    

"Lower your voice, the name Violent Little Demoness isn't just for show. If she hears about this, we'll have two of our bones broken."    

Violent Little Demoness?    

Hearing this strange title, Chu Hen felt that it was somehow funny. Although he had already guessed that her background was not simple the first time he saw her, he was unable to associate her with the word 'brutal'.    

However, from the reaction of the people behind her, it was clear that this cute girl named 'Qiao Xiaowan' was not someone to be trifled with.    

"Who's talking bad about me?"    

Qiao Xiaowan turned her head to look at Chu Hen's direction. Kunliu Mountain and everyone else there fell silent, she then looked in the direction of Thunder Saint Palace as well.    

"Hey, you annoying woman!"    

"Roar!"    

Just as he finished speaking, the Golden Lion Hou at Lei Zhixin's feet suddenly let out a low growl that sounded like a warning, a pair of gigantic beast eyes filled with a terrifying and ominous glint.    

"What's your name? "If you scream again, I'll skin you and make a coat out of you."    

Qiao Xiaowan opened his mouth to reprimand her, causing the Golden Lion Hou's mane to instantly stand straight up while emitting a strong sense of danger.    

Lei Zhixin lifted his eyelids slightly, and said indifferently: "Why would the Chief Disciple of Myriad Generations Sect be looking down on an beast here, aren't you afraid of losing your identity as Qiao Xiaowan?"    

"Hmph, stop pointing at me. Grandaunt, I'm not here to look for you today. If you don't have anything to do, then bring your animal to the side. If I hear it bark again, then don't blame me for beating up the dog and not looking at its owner."    

It could be seen that the relationship between the three Giants was not very good.    

Towards Qiao Xiaowan's counterattack, Lei Zhixin was not angry at all, he still maintained a haughty and arrogant attitude.    

As for Qiao Xiaowan, he did not argue with him, and continued to direct his aura towards Han Yiquan who possessed the Jiuhua Hall.    

"Bastard, return the Saint Blood Fruit to me!"    

"I say, little sister Wan'er, didn't you just take three Sacred Blood Fruits? Do you have to chase after your brother? No, uncle, I won't let you go for seven days and seven nights, right?" Han Yiquan said while grinning.    

"Stop smiling and give it to me." Qiao Xiaowan reached out her fair hands, like a child asking for candy.    

"Ten Saint Blood Fruits. You took seven of them, but I only got three. Don't blame Uncle for not reminding you, eating too much Saint Blood Fruit will cause one's Purple Mansion of True Essence to explode. Besides, didn't you set fire to the Violet Sky Mountain a month ago? In the entire Dongsheng State, other than you, there is no one else who can possess the 'Heavenly Flame' "."    

Han Yiquan started spouting nonsense, causing Qiao Xiaowan to be thoroughly enraged.    

"Shut up, you chatterbox? "Bring me the Sacred Blood Fruit!"    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Finished speaking, Qiao Xiaowan left in a fit of rage, and from outside, dense and gorgeous Golden Light surged out, flying furiously towards the other party.    

"For real?"    

Han Yiquan raised his handsome brows, then clasped his palms together. Along with an even more bizarre fluctuation of energy, a series of illusions actually separated from his body.    

"If you don't act now, others might think I'm afraid of you!"    

swish swish swish *    

The fierce winds gathered together, and in that moment, the separated shadows flashed and took shape like ghosts, transforming into a clone that was the same as Han Yiquan.    

Whether it was the aura or appearance, the tens of clones were identical.    

The crowd could no longer tell which one was the real body.    

Immediately after, a dozen or so Han Yiquan s were like a pack of wolves pouncing towards a little sheep, their shocking imposing manner was even more ferocious than the violent waves of the ocean …    

"Humph!"    

Qiao Xiaowan let out a light snort, the even more majestic True Elemental Strength quietly began to circulate, following which countless golden light beams blossomed from behind her …    

The dazzling light beam surged upwards, looking like an incomparably sharp rattan. Its speed was extremely fast and it moved at lightning speed.    

bang bang bang *    

The sharp golden thorny vines, like a divine beam of light, continuously pierced the chests of the dozen or so Han Yiquan s, but without exception, all of them exploded into a cloud of smoke …    

None of them were real!    

"Swoosh!"    

In the next moment, the sound of wind breaking came from behind Qiao Xiaowan, "I'm here! "Little Wan! Little sister!"    

Such speed!    

Everyone present was shocked.    

No one could clearly see how Han Yiquan had circled behind Qiao Xiaowan.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Han Yiquan turned one hand into a palm blade, and spat out a dense True Elemental Strength. The biting cold palm edge was comparable to a divine tool that could cut through metal like mud, as though it had cut through paper, and easily cut through the True Elemental Strength's defensive Shield.    

However, just as the ice cold palm was less than the width of a finger from Qiao Xiaowan's body, the other party had quietly disappeared.    

Han Yiquan's palm strike cleaved through the air, and his shocking palm strike descended from the air, slashing onto a mountain peak's wall below.    

"Bang!" With a loud sound, rocks shattered and half of the mountain peak was sliced off.    

"Aunt, I'm here!"    

Following that, Qiao Xiaowan's somewhat mocking voice came from above Han Yiquan.    

Han Yiquan looked up, only to see a mischievous smile on Qiao Xiaowan's face. Her two middle fingers were interlocked, and a strand of obscure and restless fluctuation was rapidly circulating around her fingertips.    

Then, the tip of his finger faced downwards, facing Han Yiquan.    

"Buzz!"    

The space trembled as a condensed golden sword image swept out from his fingertips, slashing towards Han Yiquan through the air.    

The latter's pupils shrank as she dodged to the side, and the golden sword image slashed across the sky while sticking close to Han Yiquan's right cheek, heavily smashing onto the mountain ridge below.    

Boom!    

With a dull explosive sound, the sword's shadow pierced through the entire mountain ridge, both north and south.    

"So close, so close!" Han Yiquan touched his chest, looking 'afraid'.    

"If you don't want to die, then return the Sacred Blood Fruit to me."    

"Hehe, I've already eaten the Sacred Blood Fruit. You want me to spit it out for you?"    

"Then I'll kill you and let your blood run dry."    

Qiao Xiaowan did not have any intention to loosen his grip at all, as he did not want to return and take the things that Han Yiquan had taken away with him.    

Han Yiquan looked to be grinning from ear to ear, but as the head genius disciple of Jiuhua Hall, he was not a simple character.    

The battle between the two became more and more intense.    

In the blink of an eye, the space began to tremble as mountains shattered and rivers flowed backwards.    

Thunder Saint Palace, Jiuhua Hall, and Myriad Generations Sect … These three Giants of the three great Prefecture all appeared at the same time, immediately causing all the other people gathered at the Great Dao Cliff to be reduced to mere decorations.    

Even the people from the Trouble-Free Valley had almost been forgotten.    

Shentu Yitian hung alone on the cliff face, his entire body was covered in blood, his limbs drooping powerlessly, but his pair of fierce eyes were even more venomous and cold.    

"Humph!"    

Looking at the erupting war between Han Yiquan and Qiao Xiaowan, Lei Zhixin, who was sitting on the other side of the Thunder Saint Palace, revealed a cold smile. Then, she suddenly flipped her palm and a deep blue silk sachet appeared in her palm.    

The craftsmanship of this brocade sack was very exquisite, and very luxurious.    

Lei Zhixin waved his hand, and the embroidered bag flew out, emitting a bright blue light …    

The other party's actions caused Chu Hen's mind to be faintly startled. That embroidered pouch instantly floated in the air above the Divine Stone of The Great Dao's fragment and rapidly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it had become a hundred meters wide …    

"Buzz buzz!"    

From afar, the silk sachet looked like a huge Cosmic Bag that contained all things. It opened its mouth and the rope was wide open as if it could call the wind and summon the rain. It could make mountains and rivers flow …    

The earth trembled slightly. Under everyone's astonished gaze, the enormous ancient monument shook slightly and slowly rose up …