One-hit kill!

Ma Han has died!

The righteous side was utterly shocked.

"What... Mahan died in just one move? How is that possible!"

"Has Feng Xiezi's strength actually reached this level?"

"This is terrifying! Is this the true strength of the nine evil disciples of the Nine Curves Evil Sect?"

Shocked and shaken, countless righteous martial artists lost their smiles.

They looked at the smug Feng Xiezi with terror in their eyes.

"Hahaha... Is this all the righteous path's trash is capable of? This is utterly disappointing!"

Feng Xiezi crossed his arms and laughed loudly.

The eight evil men behind them also joined in the commotion.

"I thought this good-for-nothing could hold out a bit longer, but he was defeated in one move. How boring!"

"Hmph, with such strength, this evil boy has no interest in even killing them!"

"Trash is trash after all, it's not fit for anything!"

The jeers and taunts emboldened the demonic warriors.

They roared wildly and unrestrainedly.

The righteous side, on the other hand, was flushed and their morale was low.

The first battle is extremely important; a good performance can greatly boost morale.

Ma Han of the Divine Power Sect is also considered a first-rate expert with astonishing strength.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't even withstand a single move from the Nine Evil Princes.

"hateful……"

Shi Tianqiong cursed fiercely.

"This person has mastered the power of wind to a near-perfect state, using wind force to deflect Mahan's power!"

Cang Jingyun said with a frown.

Although the battle result was astonishing, the actual difference in strength between Ma Han and Feng Xiezi was not that exaggerated.

The truth behind the astonishing consequences.

It is Feng Xiezi's use of wind power.

"If we can't break through his wind force, it will be very difficult to defeat him!"

Shi Tianqiong's eyes gleamed with a silver light, his expression solemn.

"I didn't expect the Nine Evil Princes to be so difficult to deal with! Damn it! Should I go into battle?"

Shi Tianqiong frowned.

His original opponent was Tianxiezi.

The strongest among the nine evil sons.

The remaining eight evil sons were dealt with by Cang Jingyun and others.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xiezi gave them a rude awakening right from the start.

Of the nine evil sons, apart from Tianxiezi, the remaining eight are of comparable strength.

In other words, there are seven other beings whose strength is roughly equivalent to that of Feng Xiezi.

Cang Jingyun might be able to handle one opponent, but he would struggle against two.

One against three, defeat is inevitable.

If three evil men couldn't hold out, let alone eight.

"Brother Tang, this battle will probably depend on you!"

Shi Tianqiong said in a deep voice.

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

"You guys choose, the rest are all mine!"

"This...can you do it?!"

Shi Tianqiong looked worried.

Although Tang Xuan had already proven his strength from the beginning.

However, Feng Xiezi's strength still exceeded Shi Tianqiong's expectations.

Although Tang Xuan is strong, he can only take on two or three opponents at most.

"They're just a few corpses, why take them so seriously!"

Tang Xuan raised an eyebrow.

What he fears least is competing in terms of artistic conception.

"hiss……"

Shi Tianqiong gasped.

"Brother Tang, you must not underestimate your enemy!"

Tang Xuan shook his head.

"Fine, I'll give you some confidence then!"

He lightly touched the ground and soared into the air.

Then it landed in front of Feng Xiezi.

"Oh, another one coming to their death?"

Feng Xiezi said smugly.

He looked Tang Xuan up and down and found him to be unimpressive, which made him even more contemptuous of him.

"Is there no one left in the righteous path? Sending a piece of trash to his death!"

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

"If you're killed by trash, does that mean you're even less than trash?"

"What did you say!"

A dangerous glint appeared in Feng Xiezi's eyes.

The murderous intent was already spreading in the breeze.

"Very well, it seems the blood and screams haven't brought you to your senses. Then this evil lad doesn't mind killing another one!"

Feng Xiezi slowly raised one finger.

"I'll kill you in one move!"

Another fatal blow.

The demonic warriors immediately started to jeer.

"Feng Xiezi is mighty! He killed two righteous pigs in just two moves!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Let these righteous trash taste the power of the Nine Curves Evil Sect!"

"That's right, the Heavenly Dao Stone Clan is outdated. Now it's the Nine Curves Evil Sect's world!"

Roars and laughter filled the air.

On the righteous side, there was complete silence.

Mahan at least produced a powerful airflow.

What about Tang Xuan?

With his hands behind his back, he stood still as if taking a leisurely stroll.

"Hahaha, it seems this piece of trash has given up resisting!"

"A smart person will die a relatively more comfortable death this way!"

"Oh, you righteous trash, you're finished!"

The more disheartened the righteous path becomes, the more rampant the demonic path becomes.

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, Feng Xiezi opened his arms wide.

boom!

A strong wind swept across the area.

It was several times stronger than the gale from before.

This drew gasps of surprise from the crowd once again.

"Such a strong airflow!"

"Feng Xiezi didn't even use his full strength just now!"

"That's incredible! That's amazing!"

Witnessing Feng Xiezi's divine power, the demonic martial artists' excitement was ignited to the extreme.

"Useless trash, you're too scared to move under my divine might!"

Tang Xuan slowly shook his head.

"Poor thing, a crippled body about to fall. Cherish the last moments of your life!"

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