Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"Wang Chuan of the Yellow Springs, Tears of the Heavens, Death of the Netherworld, Descending from the Yellow Springs!"    

Meng Xuan roared madly while his eyes were suffused with a crimson glow, and he stomped heavily on the ground with both feet. It was like the strength of an enormous elephant had penetrated through the ground and caused numerous enormous cracks to appear on the ground.    

Wild and violent vital energy surged out in the blink of an eye, and Meng Xuan's entire body shot out explosively like a bolt of lightning and starlight!    

"Kill!"    

Under the crazy roar of killing, Meng Xuan seemed to have become one with the Zihong Sword in his hand, becoming one with the sword.    

"One with the sword?"    

Wang Boyong's pupils shrank. Meng Xuan had already disappeared without a trace. His opponent's sword was too fast. It would be difficult for him to catch any trace of Meng Xuan.    

However, he had experienced countless battles in Profound Yun Stage of Martial King. He also had other means to capture Meng Xuan.    

After all, he had fought Lee Zhen before, so he naturally had ways to deal with the swift and fierce sword attack.    

Relying on his Qi, Wang Boyong quickly locked onto Meng Xuan's tracks.    

He looked at the rapidly flashing sword light with a serious expression.    

"The two ultimate skills of the Essence Sword Sect, Blue Falling Yellow Spring and Yellow Spring Wang Chuan. It seems like you have mastered the Yellow Spring Wang Chuan. I would like to see if this so-called Yellow Spring Wang Chuan has the power to bury a king. I would like to see whether your Yellow Spring's Wang Chuan is stronger or my Meteorite Dao is stronger. "    

A trace of coldness flashed across Wang Boyong's eyes, and he let out a furious roar. The Falling Star Spear in his hand was wrapped with an unusually powerful force, and it pierced through the air in a domineering manner.    

The two weapons collided violently, and a suffocating power erupted in an instant.    

Strong winds howled, and waves after waves of energy were rolling around.    

What was even more terrifying was that the moment Meng Xuan raised his sword and clashed with Wang Boyong's domineering spear, a shocking vibration frequency emerged. This shockwave brought about by the collision caused the palm of Meng Xuan's hand, which was holding the sword, to split apart!    

Wang Boyong's strength made him feel a mountain-like pressure.    

However, this seemed to be just the beginning.    

The energy of the collision between the two was broken very quickly. The balance was broken by the continuous impact of the storm from Wang Boyong's body.    

Violent energy spread out and rushed towards Meng Xuan and Wang Boyong.    

Facing the incoming energy, both of them felt as if the heaven and earth were collapsing.    

This energy was too powerful, making it hard for them to defend against it.    

Even the Martial King was struggling.    

The violent impact caused the blood in Meng Xuan's body to churn. What surprised everyone was that the moment the blood surged into his heart, it started to become chaotic. It couldn't circulate to every part of his body in time.    

When the qi and blood in his body was in disorder, Meng Xuan felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow. It was as if his body couldn't bear it, and he staggered backwards.    

The moment his body retreated, the balance was completely broken.    

"Rumble!"    

The monstrous flames exploded, and the surrounding stones were also ignited by this storm. The raging flames burned fiercely!    

A terrifying energy rippled and the flames spread in all directions.    

"You're too weak, or rather, you're too old."    

In front of Meng Xuan, Wang Boyong's figure suddenly appeared. His left palm, which seemed to be surging with monstrous energy, seized the opportunity to press down on Meng Xuan's chest in a domineering manner, then he unleashed a violent attack.    

The huge palm broke through the sky, and from time to time, a piercing sound of wind breaking could be heard.    

Meng Xuan's retreat had created a huge flaw in Wang Boyong's attack.    

How could this flaw be missed by a Martial King that had experienced hundreds of battles?    

"Bang!"    

A dull sound of a palm hitting was heard. Wang Boyong's overbearing palm landed heavily on Meng Xuan's chest. The wound that was pierced by the spear light just now was instantly sent flying by the powerful force.    

"Puff!"    

As Meng Xuan's body was sent flying, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.    

With a heavy injury from his palm, Meng Xuan's Qi became abnormally weak.    

This palm forcefully cracked open the wound that Meng Xuan had forcefully stopped bleeding. Scarlet blood gushed out from within!    

This series of changes was completely caused by the blood and Qi in Meng Xuan's body not being able to keep up with the circulating speed.    

The effects of age and bodily functions were exceptionally obvious at this moment.    

"Kill!"    

Wang Boyong roared madly, and the powerful energy in his body erupted crazily!    

It was rare for him to have the upper hand. With such a good opportunity, how could he miss it?    

He waved his long spear wildly, and numerous spear lights that were filled with the aura of death flashed in the air as he brandished his heavenly spear.    

The Concept of Slaughter enveloped down, completely sealing off all of Meng Xuan's movements.    

After Meng Xuan was severely wounded, his blood and Qi weakened a bit. There was no way he could escape Wang Boyong's attack!    

"No, my qi and blood can't keep up." Meng Xuan held the Zihong Sword tightly in his hand to block. He frowned, and his arm kept trembling!    

Wang Boyong was stronger than him. The qi in his body was as vast as the ocean. More importantly, his body was at its peak, and his qi and blood were vigorous. It was not something he could compare with.    

However, Meng Xuan did not regret attacking.    

Ao Lingchen had just reached adulthood, and he already had such a cultivation base, combat strength, and talent.    

Who knew what kind of achievements he would achieve in the future?    

Therefore, he had to save Ao Lingchen today.    

However, his only wish was that he might not succeed.    

In fact, something might happen to him today, and something might happen to the Essence Sword Sect as well.    

While his heart was in a dilemma, Wang Boyong swung the long spear in his hand down forcefully.    

Clang!    

Sparks flew. The Falling Star Spear's domineering staff struck the Zihong Sword in Meng Xuan's hand.    

"Rumble!"    

Meng Xuan's feet sank into the ground. The solid ground shook under the impact of the violent force. Boundless and powerful energy struck the ground violently. The ground quickly cracked. A ray of light shot out. Crack!    

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"    

Large amounts of gravel flew. The cracked ground under Meng Xuan's feet could not withstand it and exploded. He fell into a deep pit.    

All of this made Ao Lingchen shudder!    

He looked at Wang Boyong, who looked like a frenzied devil with monstrous killing intent.    

"Could it be that the Great Elder is going to die because of me today?"    

If that was really the case, then today's matter would be a huge one.    

Something is going to happen!    

"Today, you're dead for sure! I'm going to slaughter the king in front of everyone!"    

Wang Boyong looked at Meng Xuan, who was being suppressed by him, and let out a cold laugh.    

Wang Boyong had never done such a magnificent feat to kill the Martial King. In fact, it was rare to see such a feat in the entire Desolate Domain, because it was rare for a king to engage in a life and death battle.    

But today, it seemed like he had the chance to do such a heaven defying feat.    

"Life Snatch the Falling Star!"    

A violent energy suddenly surged out from Wang Boyong's body. The spear in his hand forcefully stabbed down.    

In an instant, energy that blotted out the sky and covered the earth roared down, and all of it smashed into the deep pit.    

It was as if he wanted to use this opportunity to kill Meng Xuan in the deep pit.    

Facing the overwhelming spear light attack, Meng Xuan could only swing his sword to block it.    

However, under the storm of attacks, Meng Xuan felt as if his heart was being punched by a heavy punch, making it difficult for him to breathe.    

In the end, he was still old.    

His blood and Qi could not keep up, so he could not unleash all of his strength to the limit, causing him to be in a dangerous situation.    

Wang Boyong's attack had become a little hysterical when he had the chance to kill a king.    

The long spear in his hand became more and more dazzling, while Meng Xuan's Qi became weaker and weaker.    

It was as if he had reached the end of his life.    

"Die! After you die, I'll send Lee Zhen and that little devil to accompany you!"    

Sensing the change in Meng Xuan's aura, the spear in Wang Boyong's hand became even brighter. A suffocating power burst out from it.    

"All stars fall!"    

With a roar filled with killing intent, Wang Boyong's spear pierced through and fell down.    

This spear was extremely powerful.    

This spear was shocking.    

This spear made Meng Xuan sigh helplessly.    

He couldn't take it anymore.    

Meng Xuan's heart was filled with helplessness.