Peerless God Emperor

Mo Ling naturally would not ask Huo Yaoyi for help. If he were to ask for a woman, then his Holy Son would no longer be needed.    

"Chu Feng, you did well. I'll remember it!" Mo Ling said one word after another as his eyes stared fixedly at Chu Feng. His eyes became incomparably terrifying, and his pupils actually began to spin crazily, to the point where no one dared to look at him directly. The surrounding space became extremely oppressive, and one could well imagine how angry he was at this moment.    

Chu Feng did not care about Mo Ling's threat. He had already formed enmity with Mo Ling, and if he did not throw Mo Ling and the others here, it would lead to the fury of the Three Purities Immortal Palace.    

At this time, the other factions also stepped forward, each of them stepping into one of the three divine lights.    

"Hold on!" Right at this moment, two voices sounded out at the same time. Everyone's gazes focused as they saw Han Miao and one of the Seal Heavenly Palace's disciples walk out at the same time, and their gazes landed on a single person.    

That person was about to blend into the divine light when he was shocked by the sudden voice. He stopped on the spot and felt two cold glares directed at him. His heart immediately sank to the bottom.    

Of course he knew what Han Miao and the Seal Heavenly Palace disciple were trying to do, so he felt uneasy and unconsciously took half a step back.    

"What's wrong?" Chu Feng detected something amiss, and asked the disciple.    

"Son, there are some people who shouldn't have entered the divine light. Kill them!" The disciple cupped his fists and said to Chu Feng.    

"Hmm?" Chu Feng raised his brows. It seemed that while he was gone, something had happened.    

"What happened?" Chu Feng asked.    

"Everyone had previously been doing their best to support the defensive barrier, but there were a few people who did not help themselves, and even instigated others to not help. Their words were filled with sarcasm towards the Divine Palace disciples, and they even wanted us to die with them here." That disciple coldly said. As he spoke, his gaze was locked onto that person with killing intent.    

Hearing that, Chu Feng's gaze became sharper, following the disciple's gaze, it landed on the man, and asked: "Is it him?"    

"It was this person who started it. There are a few others who followed his example."    

The man raised his head in shock and fear, just in time to see Chu Feng's eyes. When he saw the killing intent in Chu Feng's eyes, his heart twitched, and an incomparable fear spread throughout his body, causing his entire body to soften.    

What kind of terrifying person was Chu Feng? If he knew about this, what would the result be?    

"I have never heard of anyone who dares to ridicule the disciples of the Divine Palace. You are the first." Chu Feng spoke to the man with a calm tone as if it was just a normal conversation.    

However, the calmness in that voice was accompanied by an intense pressure. That person was so frightened that he directly knelt down, his countenance turning as pale as a sheet of paper.    

"Before, it was all because of me. I hope Brother Chu can let me go. In the future, Brother Chu will be the only one to follow Brother Chu's orders, without a care in the world of sabers and mountains of fire!" The man frantically kowtowed to Chu Feng.    

"Brother Chu, you think you're worthy?" Chu Feng said with a look of disdain, then looked at the person beside him and spoke indifferently: "Since he has already decided to bury him here, then let's help him cripple his cultivation."    

"Yes." The Seal Heavenly Palace disciple nodded, his gaze was like a sharp sword that shot towards that person. Finally, he could kill that person with his own hands.    

"Give him to me, you can have the others." Another voice traveled forth. The disciple's expression turned serious as he turned his gaze away. When he saw the person who walked out, he didn't say anything and walked towards another person.    

Because, the figure that walked out was even stronger than him, and it was none other than Han Miao.    

Previously, Han Miao had the intention to kill that man, if it wasn't for Mo Lishang stopping him, that man would have died a long time ago.    

This time, Mo Lishang did not speak up to stop them, and only calmly watched the scene before him.    

"No, don't kill me!"    

Seeing Han Miao's figure that was getting closer to him, the man's heart rose to the extreme as if he had stopped breathing. His face was ashen, and his face was as white as paper.    

He had originally thought that Mo Lishang and the others would die with him, which was why he acted so impudently. However, in the end, the arrival of Chu Feng and the other two changed the fate of others, and not him.    

He still couldn't escape death.    

At the same time, the bodies of the people who had given up on him started to tremble in fear. They were all heaven's pride level experts, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate to the Origin Emperor, but because of a moment of negligence, they lost their lives.    

The others looked at the expressions on their faces, but there was no trace of sympathy in their eyes. The Samsara of the Heavenly Dao was something that they had to honor after all.    

"Aren't you very arrogant? Why aren't you speaking now?" Han Miao looked indifferently at the person and his eyes seemed to turn into ice, as though they were ice crystals. Just by looking at him, the person could feel a terrifying chill invade his body and freeze him, as though his body was about to be frozen.    

"No, don't …" That person continuously shook his head, and his eyes were filled with fear.    

In an instant, layers of ice formed on his body. A terrifying chill madly gathered around him, forming a terrifying whirlpool that was about to bury him within.    

Seeing that he had no hope of surviving, the man went completely crazy. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and a sharp aura burst forth from his body. With a loud crack, it was as if a spear had broken through the air and rushed out of the storm like a bolt of lightning, shooting towards Han Mao's body like a silver ray of light.    

"How reckless." Han Miao thought in his heart. He stretched out his palm and a terrifying Icy Rule condensed in front of him, turning into an ice wall that was incomparably sturdy.    

A thunderous sound rang out as the silver spear slammed into the ice wall, breaking it in half from the middle. The ice wall stood there unmoving, as though it was indestructible.    

"How can this be!" The man's expression changed greatly. He had reached the peak of his Third Level of Origin Emperor Stage but was still unable to break through Han Miao's hastily formed defense with his full strength.    

"Die!" Han Miao bellowed, with a point of his finger, the ice storm around the man began to spin extremely quickly, as though it was countless sharp blades that pierced into his body.    

At that moment, that person's face froze. The shocked expression from before was still present on his face. His eyes were wide open, and an intense unwillingness could be seen within them.    

In the end, his body slowly fell backwards, but he did not die, Han Miao intentionally gave him a breath, to make him suffer the pain of being buried in space.    

"What a powerful strength." The gazes of the crowd froze as waves of shock raged in their hearts, their hearts felt as though they had been bombarded.    

One attack was enough to see just how strong Han Miao was. He was an existence that he could not afford to offend.    

And Mo Lishang was the holy son of the Ice and Snow Palace, so how terrifying would it be if his strength was above Han Miao's?