Martial Master

Roar!

The late-stage Martial God powerhouse was blasted away by Mo Wenshan's punch and suffered severe injuries. The black dragon of killing intent also swept over, launching continuous attacks.

Pfft...

This person spat blood and retreated miserably, looking extremely pitiful and wretched.

"Still resisting? I'll take your head to honor the heroes of my Mo family!" Mo Wenshan swung his fist, charging forward once again.

"No, help me!" The late-stage Martial God powerhouse shouted in panic, his voice filled with terror.

He had never encountered such danger before, but at this moment, no one could save him.

Mo Wenshan attacked with all his might, determined to end the battle quickly. He unleashed a series of powerful Laws, suppressing everything in front of him. The terrifying force from his punches could destroy everything.

"No!"

Other experts from Tian Di Mountain cried out in fear, wanting to assist but powerless, watching as Mo Wenshan charged forward.

The Martial God powerhouse was already gravely injured and had no strength to resist under Mo Wenshan's fierce assault. He was instantly destroyed.

Wow!

Blood rained down, and after a prolonged battle, the first Martial God powerhouse finally fell.

Mo Wenshan was shrouded in the power of Laws, his expression cold and ruthless.

The three remaining Martial God powerhouses were filled with grief, their faces showing anger and shock. They had given their all, yet one of their own had been slain by the Mo family. What did this signify?

If the enemy targeted them next, they might not survive.

This thought sent cold sweat down their backs.

No one wanted to die, especially not Martial God powerhouses who ruled the world, unmatched.

If they could, they would flee immediately, but they didn't move because behind them was Tian Di Mountain. The world was sealed, and the Nine Dragons Imperial Absolute Formation was controlled by the enemy. Where could they escape?

"Hahaha!"

Mo Wenshan laughed wildly, covered in blood, arrogant and defiant.

With his cultivation, if he didn't want to, how could this blood stain him?

He did it on purpose, letting the blood of the Martial God powerhouse cover him, to show everyone that the Mo family would not be defeated. Everything that belonged to the Mo family, Mo Wenshan would reclaim.

"Kill!"

He sneered, looking at the remaining three Martial God powerhouses. His left hand extended, immediately controlling a power of Law, entangling the three powerhouses at once.

Binding!

The three Martial God powerhouses were suddenly trapped, as if stuck in a quagmire, every move becoming difficult.

Then, Mo Wenshan charged forward, intending to kill them one by one as a sign of the Mo family's rise.

"We can't hold them off."

The three Tian Di Mountain Martial God powerhouses exchanged glances, showing a look of despair.

"Farewell, until our next life, the Xuanyuan Empire will live on."

One of them smiled bitterly, then suddenly exploded with power, breaking free of Mo Wenshan's bind and charging at him.

"Hmm? Still resisting? Foolish!" Mo Wenshan sneered, not taking it seriously, prepared to act, but suddenly his expression changed.

The power within the Martial God powerhouse was spiraling out of control, seemingly endless.

"Not good, he's going to self-destruct."

Mo Wenshan was shocked, hurriedly forming a protective shield in front of him. Just as the shield was formed, the Martial God powerhouse self-destructed, filling the sky with endless brilliance, the explosion causing the space to flicker and sway.

The power of a Martial God powerhouse's self-destruction was unimaginably terrifying. Today, all witnessed it. Mo family disciples nearby screamed as they were blown away, limbs flying.

The Ji family fared no better, people trembling, many spitting blood and suffering injuries.

Even Mo Wenshan turned pale, being closest to the explosion, the force comparable to a peak Martial God level. His internal energy and blood surged violently, causing him to spit a mouthful of fresh blood.

As the brilliance faded, before Mo Wenshan could recover, another Martial God powerhouse charged at him, a determined look in his eyes, laughing as his internal power surged wildly.