Chapter 339

"Then just stand aside." Jiang Nan said.

"Can't fight yet, I'll train you later; with a whistle, you'll be able to go up and wipe them out."

Shi Yadie's face turned bright red, along with shame and anger. You're the one who whistles and goes!

She turned her head away so no one would see, also signaling: you fight it out yourselves.

Jiang Nan smiled and walked up. The Yuheng Holy Son sneered, still wanting to say something.

He saw Jiang Nan's punch had already struck.

The Yuheng Holy Son roared; he had also broken through to the Immortal Platform Realm, fearing no one at the same level.

He waved his feather fan, and the seven-colored gang winds became even more piercing; the void became hazy and trembled violently.

Amidst the haze, 108 divine feathers manifested, each a sharp divine weapon, echoing each other, filled with killing intent.

Jiang Nan had just approached when he was surrounded by the gang winds, omnipresent, pervasive, destroying everything, shattering everything.

However, when it reached Jiang Nan, it was completely useless.

The void may be destroyed, but I am not; indestructible, immune to all laws.

The Yuheng Holy Son seemed to have expected this, remaining cold; this person's physical body was strong, and gang winds alone wouldn't destroy him.

His true killing move was the 108 divine feathers.

The killing intent of the divine feathers could tear through the void.

Let's see if you can withstand this.

"Thinking quite a lot, aren't you?" Jiang Nan didn't even use a weapon.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was unleashed, the sun and moon lost their light, and the stars dimmed.

The light of the divine feathers also dimmed; you are no match for the sun, moon, and stars.

The fist momentum roared, like one punch, yet also like 108 punches in an instant; the killing array formed by the 108 divine feathers collapsed directly.

Jiang Nan didn't shatter them; the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist intent, accompanied by the Dou Character Secret's fighting holy law.

Suppressed all killing intent, pulverized all divine light.

Directly suppressed the divine feathers with force, then seized them.

Seizing the opponent's divine weapon in battle—how domineering, how imposing.

Seeing this, Shi Yadie behind him felt her teeth ache; it was this kind of fist momentum, she never wanted to experience it again.

Each hit could potentially blow her apart.

The Yuheng Holy Son roared angrily; he still had killing moves in reserve.

Jiang Nan had already arrived; he hadn't wasted any time.

It looked intense, but to those outside who didn't understand, it was just a momentary collision; the Yuheng Holy Son's side had a massive momentum, suppressing the heavens and earth.

But then a prehistoric beast arrived, and no matter what it was, it was shattered.

Then he arrived in front of the Yuheng Holy Son.

"Close combat, I can also..." The Yuheng Holy Son sneered.

But before he could finish his sentence, his killing move was shattered, and he was sent flying.

Like a falling meteor, he was stomped into the ground, and the ground was stomped into a basin.

Seeing this, the others from the Yuheng Holy Land behind felt their hearts tremble, unwilling to believe it.

The Holy Son had always been invincible at the same level; how could he be bullied so miserably?

The opponent was at the same level!

Everyone said the opponent relied on weapons, but this time the opponent used nothing.

It felt like two punches and one kick, the simplest of moves, and the Holy Son was completely defeated.

Yet the Holy Son had even used a divine weapon.

One by one, they were pushed back by the momentum, having no chance to help.

Let alone keeping up with the speed, their vision couldn't even keep up.

The opponent's speed was faster than their eyes could shift, faster than their brains could react.

"Stop." Someone in the void sneered, a great expert shouted, attacking aggressively, wanting to save their Holy Son.

Or rather, the former Holy Son.

He was still the Holy Son two days ago, but now that he had broken through, he couldn't be counted as one anymore.

But people were used to the title, and since a new Holy Son hadn't been chosen, many still called him that for now.

"If you dare to kill him, it will be an endless feud." The newcomer shouted.

Jiang Nan didn't even look; the Yuheng Holy Son under his feet was covered in blood, still wanting to counterattack.

Jiang Nan stomped again, and the head was stomped away.

The killing move from the void had also arrived; Shi Yadie and the little bird behind were also sweating.

They wanted to warn him, but both sides were too fast, faster than sound.

Before they could even open their mouths, the attack had already arrived.

Jiang Nan still didn't look much.

Suddenly, he became like a spear, the spear intent evolving into peerless combat, striking out to the extreme.

Extreme power, extreme fighting intent, extreme speed, extreme momentum...

In an instant, the void twisted; it didn't collapse, but it felt exceptionally unreal, as if time itself had twisted.

It was as if the scene had frozen.

Jiang Nan and the newcomer collided, then passed to the other side.

Both had arrived behind each other.

Jiang Nan stood holding the spear, his momentum soaring.

That person trembled a few times, a large hole appeared in their chest; they were in disbelief, unwilling, terrified... then the whole body exploded.

"You really thought the rumors were fake?" Jiang Nan huffed.

An ordinary great expert, daring to come and provoke him like this.

And talking about an endless feud—who gave you the guts?

Now that you're dead, let it end.

But then again, many great experts and old fogies didn't believe those rumors.

They thought someone was muddying the waters.

It wasn't like no one had done this before; on the contrary, many people did these things.