Chaos God's Nest

After hearing what Yan Xiaohuang said, Gu Qinghan hurriedly observed it carefully.

As expected, the Saint Son Qingyang had indeed hidden his strength. Although the realm he displayed on the surface was the perfection of the Ranwu Realm, secretly, he had most likely entered the Divine Martial Realm. He was able to match the aura released by the Saint Son Baiduanya, a Divine Martial Realm cultivator, which was something an ordinary Ranwu Realm cultivator could never do.

"There's going to be a fierce battle between these two!" Yan Xiaohuang also said with a smile.

"Yes! There will inevitably be a fierce battle. I think, even if someone wins in the end, he will have to pay a painful price!" Gu Qinghan replied.

At this moment, in the field, although both sides did not move, the terrifying aura coming from their bodies had already confronted each other.

The aura of both of them was rising, accompanied by gusts of nameless strong wind, the ground began to tremble slightly, and the terrifying pressure spread out. Everyone present could feel it, and fear arose in their hearts.

"Even though the fight hasn't even started yet, the pressure they're emitting is already so terrifying! Just how strong are these two people?"

"No? Aren't these two a little too strong?"

As the discussions of the onlookers below continued, the two people in the field finally took action.

The Holy Son of Baiduanya put his hands behind his back and took a step forward. Then the ground suddenly cracked. The next moment, he took the lead in attacking. His five fingers slightly opened, turning into a terrifying giant claw that covered the sky and grabbed fiercely towards the Holy Son of Qingyang.

Click!

The void could not bear it and collapsed completely. Then the laws roared and the divine power was vast. This claw had the power to split the sky and the earth. It carried a force of tremendous strength. It could be said that it could kill gods and demons. Its power was unmatched!

“You’re here right now!” In response, the Holy Son Qingyang said with a smile.

The next moment, a brilliant light bloomed around his body, and then his right hand slowly stretched out and pointed in the air.

This finger looks harmless, but it actually contains incredible power. In just a moment, a dazzling light like daylight burst out from between the fingers, and then the light flashed and pierced through the oncoming giant claw that covered the sky.

At this moment, after seeing his attack being so easily resolved by the opponent, Bai Duanya Saint could not help but say: "I didn't expect that after three years, your Qingyang Finger has become even more terrifying!"

Hearing this, Saint Qingyang also smiled and replied: "Brother Kong, you are too kind! I guess your Sky-Splitting Claw is still as terrifying as before!"

"Haha, is that so? Then you know that I only used 30% of my power just now! So if this is all you can do, you might as well just admit defeat!"

Hearing this, Saint Qingyang couldn't help but smile, and then said, "Give up? Haha! If you say so, how do you know whether I used my full strength just now?"

"So, you must compete with me?" asked the Holy Son of Baiduanya.

"What do you think?" The Holy Son of Qingyang regained his composure and asked back.

"Okay, okay! In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Upon hearing this, the Holy Son of Baiduanya sneered and said, then he flashed and attacked again.

Compared to the previous test, the two of them finally used their full strength this time.

In the field, a pressure that was countless times more terrifying than before surged out, a powerful aura was flowing continuously, and mysterious laws were surging.

In order to prevent the residual power from being too strong and affecting the onlookers below, the two of them flew directly to the sky and started a fierce fight there.

Rumble!

As the two released various magic techniques, the entire sky was shaking, and deafening sounds were heard from time to time.

"The strength of these two people is too terrifying! Such power is simply too strong, I'm afraid they are almost at the level of Xianwu?" Someone murmured with fear in his eyes.

"Damn it! They are flying too high. We are not strong enough and can't see the specific details of the battle!" Many people complained continuously because they were not strong enough to see the details of the battle.

At this moment, looking at the two figures still fighting fiercely in the sky, Yan Xiaohuang's mouth curled up into an inexplicable smile. He was not one of those low-level cultivators who were watching, so he could naturally see the specific details of the battle.

The attack of the Saint of Baiduanya was extremely swift. Every time the two of them clashed, he was the first to initiate it. At this moment, he was like a ferocious human-shaped beast. He was not afraid of injury and kept attacking the Saint of Qingyang opposite him.

On the other side, facing the opponent's violent and swift offensive, the Holy Son Qingyang also countered the opponent's moves. There was no fear in his eyes. On the contrary, he became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and he seemed to be ready to turn defense into offense.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Qinghan couldn't help but ask when he saw a smile on Yan Xiaohuang's face beside him.

“It’s nothing, I just think that these two are quite powerful. I was wondering if I could resist or suppress them together if they join forces to fight me!” Yan Xiaohuang said slowly with a smile on his lips.

These words were not out of arrogance, but out of self-confidence, an extreme confidence in his own strength, and the confidence that he could suppress the two people together.

Speaking of which, since embarking on the road to becoming an immortal, Yan Xiaohuang has not fought against the geniuses of his generation for a long time, so he said this because he was itching to show off his skills.

"Do you really think so?" Gu Qinghan was extremely surprised when he heard Yan Xiaohuang's words and couldn't help but ask again.

"Of course!" Yan Xiaohuang replied with a smile, "But don't take it too seriously, I'm just talking. After all, looking at the situation on the field right now, I can't afford to be too ostentatious! Haha!"

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaohuang had just finished speaking when he heard a very disdainful voice coming from beside him.

"Hahaha! Just you? How dare you say such a thing? Who do you think you are? You brag too much, be careful that the wind blows and your tongue gets blown away!"

As luck would have it, the person who spoke was none other than Dong Yan, the saint of Fuso Sect who had previously mocked Yan Xiaohuang and the other man as country bumpkins in the hall. He was not far away from Yan Xiaohuang and the other man, and happened to hear their conversation just now, so he started to mock them again.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang just turned around and glanced at the other person, then ignored him.

Who would have thought that after seeing Yan Xiaohuang keeping silent, Dong Yan became even more unrestrained, and perhaps intentionally, he secretly amplified the sound of his own voice.

"Hahaha! Everyone, come and take a look! There is a brat here who is so ignorant that he actually threatened to fight against the two saints together and suppress them together! Such a shameless person is really rare!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of many people present, and then they all turned their eyes here.

"Who is this person? Why is he so arrogant? He even claimed that he could suppress the two Saint Sons together?"

"Humph! Who cares who he is? Anyone who can say such words must be an absolutely arrogant person!"

"Too arrogant! We have all witnessed the strength of the two saints! Not to mention him, even if a powerful master of the Great Perfection of the Divine Martial Realm were here, he wouldn't dare to make such a promise!"

"Crazy man!"

For a while, there was an endless stream of insults and sarcasm in the field. Yan Xiaohuang didn't care about it, and the smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest. After all, his strength did allow him to say so. It had nothing to do with anything else, and it was not arrogance.