Supreme Battle King

"That golden-robed youth who came first was actually the master of golden-robed youth. How is this possible?"    

"Strange things happen every year. There are many of them today. That disciple has already cultivated to the Divine Lord Stage Peak of Tenth Layer. As for the master, he was only at the Third Sky of the Divine Lord Stage. Both of them were top Divine Monarch Stage warriors. How can Master still have the face to live? "    

"That's right, he was surpassed by his own disciple. If it was me, I would have hung him in a deserted place."    

"Don't underestimate that golden-robed youth. I have a feeling that his strength isn't as simple as it seems."    

Mo Feihong kowtowed in front of everyone and called Chiang Zhan his master, causing countless of geniuses to cry out in shock.    

Everyone couldn't believe their ears. This was too unbelievable. One of them had reached the Third Sky of the Divine Lord Stage, while the other had reached the Peak of Tenth Layer. Both of them were top Divine Monarch Stage warriors, but the former was the latter's master. This was unbelievable.    

The sound of discussions was heard, and Chiang Zhan's face turned red. Although his strength was far greater than Mo Feihong's, judging from his cultivation base, he really didn't have the qualifications to be Mo Feihong's master.    

It wasn't that Chiang Zhan's talent wasn't good, and it wasn't that he didn't work hard. It was because the stronger one's foundation was, the more difficult it was to break through. In addition, he had used the Medicine Pill to break through to the Divine Lord Stage, so he needed a long period of time to consolidate his cultivation. Only then would he be able to break through to the next realm.    

Another important reason was that Chiang Zhan had been creating his own Great Dao Thaumaturgy recently, so he didn't have the energy to take care of his cultivation base.    

Of course, it wasn't as if Chiang Zhan hadn't made any progress during this period of time. It was just that it was too slow. As a matter of fact, he had already cultivated to the Third Sky of Divine Lord Stage, but unfortunately, it couldn't change the awkward situation he was in today.    

"Feihong, get up quickly. How is your father? Is Nishang doing well?"    

After all, she was a proud son of heaven who had fought countless battles. Although Chiang Zhan felt awkward, he could easily deal with such a small matter. He smiled and pulled Mo Feihong up to ask.    

Before his voice faded, he suddenly frowned. His bright eyes were filled with shock.    

"Master, after you all left Gold City, I came out to train myself. During this period of time, I obtained a great fortune. My current strength is almost comparable to a peak Divine Monarch Stage expert." Mo Feihong chuckled and said in high spirits, but then his eyes turned serious. A mighty divine sense voice resounded in his mind.    

"Kid, this man is your master. His strength has already reached the Divine Sovereign realm, and he wants to kill you. Let's go, let's leave him..."    

Sensing the thunderous voice of divine sense in his mind, Mo Feihong was shocked. He saw that Chiang Zhan had cultivated to the Third Sky of the Divine Lord Stage, and had already guessed that his master's strength was at least comparable to a Divine Monarch Stage expert. However, he had never thought that his master would actually reach the Divine Sovereign realm.    

What was even more shocking was that the big shot hiding in his mind had actually said that his master wanted to kill him. Wasn't this too absurd?    

"Spear Saint, my master's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. It's impossible for him to kill me. You must have been mistaken about this." Mo Feihong secretly released his Divine Sense and calmed down.    

"Feihong, congratulations on getting the attention of the Saint. I believe that with your talent, you will become a peerless expert in the future. Alright, you should stand aside and wait for me to solve this problem before we catch up."    

As Chiang Zhan spoke, he shifted his attention to Meng Xinghe.    

At this moment, Meng Xinghe's face was gloomy and his brows were knitted tightly. Two bloodthirsty and cruel eyes were staring at Chiang Zhan. Incomparably murderous aura was emitted from his body, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It was a shocking sight.    

His fury was soaring to the sky.    

Meng Xinghe had a noble status and powerful strength. No matter where he went, he would always be the center of attention. When experts of the same level saw him, there was no one who wasn't afraid of him. However, there was someone who didn't take him seriously today. Naturally, he wouldn't be able to restrain his anger. His killing intent was limitless.    

Chiang Zhan and Meng Xinghe had an intense conflict. Yes. At the same time, he was casually chatting with Mo Feihong. This made Meng Xinghe feel that he had been looked down upon. He even neglected the fact that Chiang Zhan was Mo Feihong's master. In an instant, he unleashed all of his strength, as if he wanted to kill Chiang Zhan on the spot.    

"Brat, today, I will crush you into pieces, and you will die without a complete corpse."    

He was like a wolf and tiger, aggressive and aggressive.    

Meng Xinghe let out a roar and attacked without any restraint. He struck out with his fist, and his aura was unparalleled. It shook the heavens and the earth, and his peerless ferocious aura was fully displayed.    

Bang!    

As soon as the punch was unleashed, the earth shook and the mountains shook. The void shattered, and the violent wind of the punch engulfed thousands of miles. The fierce fist intent shook everything. A force that could topple mountains and overturn seas rushed towards Chiang Zhan like a raging ocean. It was turbulent and earth-shattering.    

This punch destroyed the heavens and the earth, and it killed gods and devils.    

This punch was like a divine punishment, and it was all-conquering.    

Under this punch, the entire Azure Cloud Tavern seemed to have an earthquake, and it was trembling violently. If a peak Divine Monarch Stage warrior were to face this punch head on, even if he didn't die, he would still be severely injured.    

Everyone looked at Chiang Zhan with excitement, as if they had been injected with stimulants, because everyone knew that this invincible young man was very powerful. Although he might not be able to fight Meng Xinghe, he was still strong enough to fight him.    

Chiang Zhan's face was expressionless, and his brows were cold. His two sharp eyes looked like two sharp blades that had been unsheathed from their sheaths. It was cold and frightening.    

Being killed by Meng Xinghe with all his strength, Chiang Zhan's heart was burning with raging flames of fury. He had already given his opponent a chance, but not only did he not cherish this thing that didn't know the difference between life and death, but he also didn't cherish it. At this moment, he couldn't help but want to kill ___.    

However, before Chiang Zhan could make a move, Mo Feihong, who was a disciple beside him, saw Meng Xinghe blaspheming his master's dignity. He immediately let out a long roar and counterattacked.