Chapter 2727 - 2726: Let Them Come

"Whoosh!"

Feng Wuchen arrived in an instant.

"Feng Wuchen, have you broken through to the Five-Star Holy Emperor?" Wild Panther asked curiously, his eyes on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen grinned: "Six-star."

Wild Panther was secretly startled and without any hesitation, he immediately retreated.

"Liu Qingyang has already broken through to the Holy Emperor Realm, Feng Wuchen should be in the Holy Emperor Realm as well, and far more terrifying than Wild Panther," Yan Shuihan frowned deeply, his cold eyes staring at Feng Wuchen.

"Yan Shuihan, I’ve given your Luohun Holy Temple a chance, you didn’t cherish it, so you can’t blame me," Feng Wuchen smiled slightly, a trace of imperceptible killing intent flashed in his dark eyes.

"Feng Wuchen, who do you think you are? So what if you’re the Dragon God Supreme? In front of the Sky Void Holy Temple, aren’t you still an ant? You still want to trap me for ten years? Dream on." The heavily injured Yan Douyun shouted angrily.

Feng Wuchen glanced coldly at Yan Douyun, so terrifying that Yan Douyun shivered, as if he was being stared at by a great demon.

"Yan Douyun, I hope you can still be as arrogant later, you better be mentally prepared," Feng Wuchen sneered.

Yan Douyun crossed his arms in front of his chest, his face full of arrogance and disdain: "Parochial frog, if you see the powerhouses of the Sky Void Holy Temple, I’m afraid you’d be scared to death. Don’t think that Long Shi Hun is strong, the Dragon God Holy Temple can’t protect you."

"Foolish beyond cure," Liu Qingyang shook his head slightly.

Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly: "Qingyang, leave this bastard to you later."

If Yan Douyun knew several True Immortals from the Sky Void Holy Temple were killed by Feng Wuchen, and two Five-Star True Immortals severely injured, he wouldn’t know what expression to show.

"Great Elder, step back," Yan Shuihan said solemnly.

"Hall Master, be very careful, Feng Wuchen’s strength is likely not simple," the Great Elder warned, then flashed away.

"Buzz buzz!"

The aura suddenly burst forth, Yan Shuihan fully unleashed his strength, his body radiating brilliant cyan light. With a thought, he summoned a Divine Artifact armor, his aura skyrocketed wildly, then clasped his hands together and pulled apart, a giant silver axe appeared out of thin air, and his combat power soared rapidly.

The terrifying combat power directly rose to the level of a Six-Star Holy Emperor.

Yan Shuihan in his peak state.

Clearly, Yan Shuihan dared not underestimate Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen hooked his finger, smiling: "Go ahead and strike."

"Boom!"

Yan Shuihan snorted angrily and immediately shot out, generating a strong harsh roar, his figure transformed into a cyan lightning bolt rushing toward Feng Wuchen, the aura overwhelming, space trembling violently.

"Feng Wuchen, let this Hall Master see your strength!" Yan Shuihan shouted venomously, his offensive fierce.

Feng Wuchen’s lips curled into a dangerous curve, sneering: "You’ll see it soon enough."

In the blink of an eye, Yan Shuihan shot over, clawing his hand fiercely to gouge out Feng Wuchen’s eyes, the move vicious.

Feng Wuchen remained motionless, his expression unchanged, but his figure silently retreated half a step.

It was that half step that dangerously and perfectly evaded Yan Shuihan’s attack.

"How is it possible? Did Feng Wuchen move?" Yan Shuihan was shocked inside, having not noticed any movement from Feng Wuchen, yet the attack missed.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Yan Shuihan then unleashed a violent offensive, his speed extremely terrifying, but to his shock, every time it seemed he would hit Feng Wuchen, he strangely missed by just a bit, and Feng Wuchen appeared motionless.

"What’s going on? Why can’t this Hall Master detect Feng Wuchen’s dodging? All of my attacks were evaded," Yan Shuihan’s heart was in turmoil, waves raging incessantly.

"Incredible, Brother Feng looks like he’s not moving at all," Liu Qingyang’s eyes widened, unable to make sense of it.

Lin You said in shock: "What’s wrong with Yan Shuihan’s attacks? Brother Feng is not moving, yet none of the hits land?"

"This is space divine power. Husband’s mastery over space divine power has reached a level of freely controlling it at will. No matter how Yan Shuihan attacks, the space changes. Even if Husband doesn’t move, Yan Shuihan can’t hit," Ling Xiaoxiao chuckled lightly.

"The Alliance Hierarch’s strength is becoming more and more terrifying!"

"If I’m not mistaken, the Alliance Hierarch must be a Six-Star Holy Emperor!"

"That’s correct! Absolutely a Six-Star Holy Emperor! Yan Shuihan is in for some suffering!"

Ye Tianwei and everyone else were filled with shock and excitement.

For those who didn’t know, they might think Feng Wuchen’s speed had reached an undetectable level.

No matter how Yan Shuihan attacked, regardless of the angle or how ruthless and tricky the moves, he just couldn’t hit Feng Wuchen.

"What exactly is this? Why always just a bit off? Is it an illusion?" The more Yan Shuihan fought, the more shocked he became, totally unaware of what was happening.

Yan Douyun and the three elders were all dumbfounded.

Feng Wuchen just stood there not moving, yet Yan Shuihan couldn’t hit him. Isn’t this too bizarre?

Truly seeing something eerie.

"Yan Shuihan, I’m standing right in front of you, yet you can’t hit me. Looks like you’re not qualified to see my strength," Feng Wuchen taunted with a cold smirk.

Yan Shuihan grew increasingly terrified; the Feng Wuchen before him was real, not an illusion or phantom.

"Why have you stopped?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"You... are you human or ghost?" Yan Shuihan asked in horror, his voice trembling slightly.

Standing right before him, yet he couldn’t hit. If not a ghost, what could it be?

"What do you think?" Feng Wuchen sneered, suddenly throwing a punch.

"Boom!"

"Puff!"

Feng Wuchen’s attack speed was extremely terrifying; Yan Shuihan had no time to evade. With a loud explosion, the overpowering and majestic force made Yan Shuihan vomit blood, his body transformed into a black line and flew out.

"So fast, this Hall Master didn’t sense a thing. What was that power? What realm is Feng Wuchen in?" Yan Shuihan was utterly terrified in his heart.

With just one punch, he could make Yan Shuihan, whose power reached the Six-Star Holy Emperor, bleed internally.

"Father!" Yan Douyun was shocked, his heart almost leapt out.

Yan Douyun couldn’t believe it, Feng Wuchen’s power had reached such a monstrous level.

"Hall Master!" The three elders cried out in panic.

"If you couldn’t even take one of my punches, indeed you’re not qualified," Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Such strong power, relying solely on physical strength, to seriously injure Yan Shuihan with one punch," Wild Panther slightly frowned, his heart immensely shocked.

Random God remarked seriously: "The Alliance Hierarch’s power and speed far exceed our imagination."

"Husband’s true combat power is such that perhaps no one beneath the Saintly Honor can be his opponent!" Ling Xiaoxiao chuckled.

"Teacher has many tricks up his sleeve; even after following Teacher for years, I still haven’t figured them all out," Zhang Junlan laughed.

Yan Shuihan forcibly stabilized his figure, the intense pain in his chest extremely unbearable.

"Yan Douyun, didn’t you say the powerhouses of the Sky Void Holy Temple are strong? I’ll give you a chance, call them here," Feng Wuchen sneered.