The figures of Feng Wanhong and Nie Tian came forward one after another and saw the grim-faced warrior in mid-air.
"This man has such a strong killing intent!" Feng Wanhong looked at the grim-faced warrior, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.
The body of the grimace warrior was filled with extremely terrifying killing energy, sharp and cold, as if it could tear everything to pieces.
As he stood there, the space around him was filled with an extremely terrifying aura of killing, and his whole body was like an abyss of killing.
Nie Tian's eyes couldn't help but freeze, and he was equally surprised.
He felt a strong dangerous aura from the Ghost Face Warrior. He had never had such a feeling before, even in front of Gui Gu Curse.
"Kill!" At this moment, the grim-faced warrior suddenly roared, rolling like thunder, like a wild beast roaring, and a strong killing aura surged between the heaven and the earth.
"Boom, boom, boom..." The next moment, a powerful aura appeared on his body, like ten thousand demons dancing wildly, and terrifying and sinister claws appeared, blasting towards the crowd below.
On the ground, dozens of warriors ran away in panic, but the devil's claws locked onto them and attacked them straight away.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Immediately, the devil's claws fell, and a series of miserable howls sounded, extremely cruel and bloody.
Nie Tian frowned and his expression changed.
He recognized that these warriors who were killed were the warriors from Lingyu Branch and Xuanxiao Branch just now.
It seemed that they had not run very far before they were chased here by this grim-faced warrior.
"Bastard!" Feng Wanhong looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes trembling, he roared violently, and the breath in his body was released like thunder.
He couldn't believe how there could be such a violent person in the world, killing people was like child's play.
"Boom!" The moment Feng Wanhong's whole body momentum exploded, a terrifying ice and snow storm appeared all over his body. Then the terrifying ice energy burst out like a tsunami. Countless ice cones appeared, overwhelming the sky, killing everything, and heading towards the ghost face.
The warriors blasted past.
"Huh?" The grim-faced warrior felt the cold air coming towards his face. He couldn't help but frown, uttered a surprise, murmured a smile, and said, "Are there any ants in the realm that are so strong?"
Nie Tian looked at Feng Wanhong and his eyes trembled slightly. He did not expect that the latter's strength would be so terrifying.
But what surprised him even more were the words of the grimace warrior.
Territory ants?
Isn't the Grimace Warrior a member of the Realm?
"Boom! Chi chi chi..." At this moment, the grimace warrior raised his arm, and a terrifying claw appeared, which directly shattered the ice in the sky.
Feng Wanhong's figure, under the impact of the violent force, retreated a thousand meters away, looking very embarrassed.
When Nie Tian saw this scene, his expression couldn't help but change, and he was shocked in his heart.
Feng Wanhong's strength was close to the peak of the False Saint. Even if he was compared to Gui Gu Jushi and others, he was not much weaker, but he was actually knocked back by the Ghost Face warrior with a palm.
The fighting power of the Grimace warrior is terrifying.
"Could this grim-faced man be a holy warrior?" Nie Tian's eyes trembled, and he was secretly shocked.
The grimace warrior has already shown that he is not from the realm, so it is normal for his strength to reach the holy realm.
But if he is a holy warrior, it will be troublesome.
"Ah ah ah..." At this moment, there were bursts of miserable howls from the ground below. Dozens of warriors died instantly under the claws of the devil, and their death was extremely tragic.
"You deserve to die!" When Feng Wanhong saw this scene, his face suddenly changed, his veins were exposed, he roared like thunder, anger burst out from his whole body, and a stream of ice energy was released, and the space within tens of thousands of meters around him
, it suddenly became cold, as if the world was about to be frozen.
"You ants in the realm, are you angry?" The grim-faced warrior looked at Feng Wanhong and smiled coldly, his eyes extremely cold.
It was obvious that he didn't take Feng Wanhong seriously at all, he just regarded the latter as an ant.
"This..." At this moment, Shang Lai and others arrived. Looking at the scene high in the sky, they were stunned and speechless.
"Brother Shang, step back!" Nie Tian suddenly turned around and told Shang Lai and others to leave.
The battle between Feng Wanhong and the Ghostface warrior caused the heaven and earth to shake, and the surrounding space was very dangerous.
"Kill!" High in the sky, Feng Wanhong's whole body's aura was concentrated at one point, roaring like a wild beast, and struck down hard with a palm. Immediately, a sharp ice blade appeared and killed the grim-faced warrior.
"Whoa! Kick-kick-kick..." At this moment, the space was extremely cold. Wherever the ice blade passed, the space was directly frozen, and the terrifying cold air filled every corner of the air.
"What a terrible cold!" Nie Tian frowned, feeling quite surprised that Feng Wanhong was stronger than he had imagined.
"Ant, looking for death!" The grim-faced warrior looked at Feng Wanhong, his eyes condensed slightly, and a chill came out. Then he smacked his palm directly, and a black light appeared in the void. It didn't look strong, but its momentum was
It seems to be endless and can swallow almost everything.
"In my eyes, any warrior in the realm is like an ant. And ants are meant to be trampled on, and cannot be resisted!" The grim-faced warrior sneered, and the cold laughter filled the space. Suddenly, the world was transformed.
They are all about to break apart.
His eyes were full of scorn, as cold and arrogant as a peerless king, contemptuous of everything.
"How is this possible?" Nie Tian couldn't help but froze for a moment when he saw this scene, and secretly screamed in surprise.
He sensed that the Ghost Face warrior was as strong as Feng Wanhong, a ninth-level pseudo-sage.
However, the momentum of the Grimace Warrior is far stronger than that of Feng Wanhong, and the power released by the Grimace Warrior seems to have a strong suppressive effect on Feng Wanhong.
"Holy level martial arts!" At this moment, the Ghost Emperor's voice sounded, and he screamed, "This guy is using holy level martial arts. He is indeed not from the realm!"
When Nie Tian heard the Ghost Emperor's words, his eyes suddenly darkened.
No wonder the Grimace warrior is so powerful, he actually uses holy level martial arts.
In battles between warriors, in addition to strength and talent, the strength of martial arts is also crucial.
If the strength of both sides is about the same, the warrior with higher martial arts skills will obviously have an absolute advantage.
Feng Wanhong's momentum is not inferior to that of the Grimace Warrior, but his martial arts skills are obviously not comparable to those of the Grimace Warrior.
"Boom! Kakakaka..." At this moment, the black light in the air suddenly exploded and bloomed like a flower. It actually condensed into a sinister claw and struck hard on the ice blade, in the void.
A cracking sound was immediately heard.
The sharp ice blade was torn to pieces by the devil's claws!
The next moment, a black light appeared, attacking Feng Wanhong.
Feng Wanhong's pupils trembled, feeling the real aura of death approaching, and his face was extremely horrified.