Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

Until now.

This was the first time Haotian demonstrated his full strength in front of everyone.

He possessed an aura that was almost as heavy as a golden dragon. Just standing there was dazzling and radiant.

If no one had seen it with their own eyes, probably no one would believe what he did!

"Those guys from the Western religion really don't plan to come."

"Master Tianfeng's arrangement is indeed flawless!"

Haotian sighed in his heart and took a last look at the Western Church. These guys were really unreliable and they didn't use their full strength at all. Otherwise, Xing Tian would never have been able to make such a big fuss. He would even have to go down and fight in person!

"Are you Haotian?"

"Since you are such a powerful being who controls so many of my liches, why did you only show up today? Are you afraid that I, Xing Tian, ​​will chop off your head?"

Xing Tian snorted softly, his voice low.

Although this million-strong coalition of liches is extremely scary, in fact, the only ones who can be considered as real combat forces are him and the two demon kings.

These lich coalitions have never received much training and are unable to even form formations, so their combat effectiveness is worrying.

At most, it can only boost morale.

"I am the Emperor of Heaven and should sit upon the throne. It's just two young men causing trouble in my Heavenly Palace. Why do I need to intervene personally?"

"I thought sending a Bodhisattva and a million soldiers would be enough to make you turn back from your wrong path, but I never imagined you would come up with such a farce and slander my reputation!"

"Now, even if you don't want to stand up, you have no choice. I will definitely put an end to this situation! I want you to know that my Heavenly Court is not someone you can easily mess with!!"

Haotian spoke in a cold voice as he raised the long sword in his hand high. The word "Haotian" was written on the sword. One could tell at a glance that it was made for him by Daozu himself. The aura on the sword surged, and an unfathomable feeling also appeared.

This guy has lived with Daozu for many years and has already mastered all kinds of skills. He is difficult to target and even more difficult to deal with. Even Xing Tian is not sure of winning.

but.

How could Xing Tian be afraid of him?

Just by standing there, those determined eyes were enough to explain his current mood and resentment.

"It's no use talking more, fight!"

Xing Tian was worthy of his title of God of War and didn't want to waste time talking to Haotian. The aura on his body surged like the rising sun, and his blood and energy burst out, creating a blood and energy body as dazzling as the sun.

The huge body pressed down towards Haotian with its own strength without using any means. The loud rumbling sound made Haotian's scalp numb.

"The guys from the Wu clan are all crazy!"

Haotian cursed in his heart, but the Haotian Sword in his hand exuded tremendous majesty. As the golden light surged, luck was superimposed on him, and after just a few breaths, his cultivation level was raised to the quasi-saint stage.

"kill!"

He swung his sword, and it collided directly with the axe, making a series of explosions.

Without resorting to other means, he directly engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Xing Tian, ​​which was the opponent's best skill!

Moreover, he was not at a disadvantage.

"This Heavenly Emperor? What a powerful cultivation!"

"Although it is said that he has borrowed the power of luck to reach such a state, it is still exaggerated enough. Who knows, maybe Xing Tian will really be defeated!"

The many Golden Immortals who were watching this scene couldn't help but gasp.

Luck and merit are the most wonderful and special existences in the world. Haotian's use of the power of luck proves that he has already mastered this path. Coupled with his current cultivation and the potential of heaven, it can be said that his future is promising.

This guy just missed an opportunity.

Today's incident seems to be a big deal, but in fact it is just a small episode and cannot shake his potential at all.

"This guy has endless potential."

Western teaching.

The two saints saw this scene with their own eyes and couldn't help but shook their heads. Haotian's method was indeed simple and crude, and almost directly hit the only flaw in Lin Feng's plan.

strength!

It’s not that Lin Feng himself lacks strength, but that Xing Tian is not the ancestor witch after all.

If he was of the ancestor witch bloodline, coupled with his extremely powerful body, Haotian would indeed not be his opponent. In the worst case scenario, the two sides could be guaranteed to end in a draw, but now, everything would become a foregone conclusion.

Xing Tian will definitely be defeated!

"Pity."

"Another one who was limited by his innate power, and ultimately couldn't become a powerful figure. After all, he was still just a little short of it."

The Taoist Jie Yin sighed.

The witch clan, the witch clan.

Same as the dragon clan.

Success is all in the bloodline.

Defeat is also due to blood!

The power of bloodline is ultimately limited, and only one's own cultivation can truly help oneself move forward.

When they understand all this.

It's really too late.

Perhaps this was the result that Heaven had already predetermined for them, and they had never thought of leaving them any way out in this matter!

"Let's see, maybe there's still hope!"

Taoist Zhunti narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "There has never been such a big loophole in the calculations of our Tianfeng Zhenren. Let's see if he has prepared any means."

"It's too early to draw conclusions now!"

……

East China Sea, Jinbie Island.

Inside the Biyou Palace, Taoist Tongtian also noticed this scene. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

"interesting."

"Have you become a chess player?"

In the world, anyone who wants to become a chess player must have sufficient qualifications and abilities, and those powerful people who can become chess pieces must be willing to work for them.

Talk about it.

Lin Feng is also the first person in the third generation of Xuanmen to reach this level.

"There's still a long way to go, but we should still have a chance of winning."

"If it works, it's time to have a good chat with him about his path to becoming a Daluo."

Tongtian Taoist chuckled and closed his eyes.

No matter what the outcome of this game is.

The title of Heavenly Emperor is nothing but a laughing stock.

This Haotian really cannot see the current situation clearly. His title is just a calculation of Daozu. He has never been a chess player, but just a chess piece.

……

"Are you going to lose?"

West Sea.

Kunpeng's expression moved slightly, as if he had seen Xingtian's end.

There is no doubt about Xingtian's strength. Among the entire demon clan, except for the saints, he is the only one who can win with certainty.

but……

After being blessed with good fortune, he felt that Haotian's strength was already comparable to that of the former Demon King.

At least he can reach the level of Di Jun!

Even though Di Jun's strength is very weak compared to Donghuang Taiyi, in fact, his strength can definitely be regarded as top-notch among many quasi-saints, otherwise how could he participate in the fight between the ancestor witches!

Trouble...

"rest assured."

"Xing Tian will definitely win."

"At least, he can guarantee a draw."

"Just wait and see. That Tianfeng Master has his mind on things much further than you and I!"

Bai Ze chuckled, his eyes flickering, as if he had figured something out.