Celestial Martial Arts: Opening Dragon Roar Iron Skin Technique, Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield!
29 Small Success Sword Intent!

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"Pavilion Master Feng, I don't want to waste my breath on you. Our Demon Suppression Bureau has many ways to make people talk. Once we take you down, we'll know everything.”

Su Hao stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Feng Changkong as he spoke indifferently.

It didn't matter whether Feng Changkong admitted it or not. After capturing him, they would search the Tianxuan Pavilion and find something.

"This young man is from the Demon Suppression Bureau? However, Feng Changkong had already entered the Yuan Astral Realm ten years ago!”

Some people were shocked by Su Hao's identity, but they also felt that he was overestimating himself by challenging Feng Changkong, who had been famous for a long time.

"That might not be the case. Sun Yi is a true meridian expert, but this young man can easily cripple him.”

In Tianxuan Pavilion, there were also some guests who felt that Su Hao was unfathomable. He could cripple a peak True Meridian expert in one move, so he might be able to fight Feng Changkong.

"Good…Very good! Even if you are from the Demon Suppression Bureau and dare to provoke me, I will not let you leave safely today!”

Feng Changkong's eyes flashed with a cold light. He was already filled with killing intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Changkong placed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist. Immediately, a terrifying aura spread out, causing the temperature in the hall of Tianxuan Pavilion to drop.

"So…so cold…"

Some people couldn't help but shiver. They felt a bone-chilling coldness that made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Kill him…Kill him!"

As for Sun Yi, whose arms were crippled by Su Hao, his face was filled with malice. He hoped that Feng Changkong would personally kill this bastard on the spot!

"Cut off one of his arms.”

As for Feng Changkong, his eyes were cold, but he was also afraid of Su Hao's identity. He did not plan to kill Su Hao, but was prepared to cut off his arm as a punishment!

"Whoosh!"

Feng Changkong had entered the Yuan Gang Realm ten years ago, so he was very powerful. When he swung his sword, a crisp and pleasant sound of air being torn could be heard. A cold and dazzling sword light slashed toward Su Hao.

This sword was extremely stunning. In front of this sword, ordinary martial artists could only stretch their necks and be killed!

However, Su Hao was calm when facing this sword. In his eyes, this sword was not threatening at all.

Su Hao moved. He flicked his sleeves and lashed out with them!

The clothes were made of cloth, but they were like iron whips, causing the air to tremble.

It was Iron Skin!

Su Hao broke the limit of the Iron Skin Technique, which made his body seem as if it was covered with a layer of iron armor, making it impenetrable.

"Clang!"

The sleeve collided with the sword, and a crisp and ear-splitting sound was heard, as if metal had collided.

"Hmm?"

Feng Changkong's expression changed. He felt an extremely terrifying force coming from Su Hao's sleeve, which actually shattered the Gang Qi condensed on his sword.

Feng Changkong could not help but take a few steps back before he could disperse the force.

After he steadied himself, Feng Changkong looked at Su Hao with horror.""Using your sleeves to block my sword? You even forced me back?"

Feng Changkong's expression changed. Su Hao's terrifying power was simply not something a human warrior could possess. He had blocked his sword with his sleeve!

" Feng Changkong…was forced back?"

"This young man is from the Demon Suppression Bureau. Are all the young people of the Demon Suppression Bureau so terrifying? He used his sleeve to block Feng Changkong's sword!”

Inside the Mysterious Sky Pavilion, many guests were shocked by the scene before them.

Su Hao blocked Feng Changkong's sword with his sleeve, which could even split a house. Moreover, it seemed that Su Hao had the upper hand and forced Feng Changkong back a few steps. This was unbelievable in their eyes!

"He's slightly stronger than Mo Feng…but there's a limit.”

Su Hao thought to himself. Mo Feng, the demon that Su Hao had killed earlier, was a Commander-level demon that was comparable to a human martial artist at the Yuan Gang Realm. However, he had just advanced.

Feng Changkong, on the other hand, had been in the Yuan Astral Realm for many years and was slightly stronger than Mo Feng.

Su Hao looked at Feng Changkong, who had a shocked expression on his face, and said lightly,""Feng Changkong, show me all your skills, or you won't have a chance!”

"Bastard!"

When Feng Changkong heard these words, he was furious. He felt that Su Hao was looking down on him, and his eyes turned red.

He had been famous for many years, how could he tolerate being looked down upon by a young man like this?

"Good! You're courting death, so don't blame me!”

Feng Changkong's face was covered in a layer of frost. He was originally worried about Su Hao's identity as the Demon Suppression Division, but now, Feng Changkong couldn't care less and went all out! Even if Su Hao died, he was seeking his own death!

"Kill! Ice Frost Divine Sword. Ice and snow!"

Feng Changkong shouted in a low voice. This time, he did not hold back and attacked with all his strength!

Whoosh!

The temperature in the air dropped drastically. In everyone's eyes, there were actually fine snowflakes falling in the air. Even the ground was faintly covered in white frost.

"So…so cold!"

Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back. Their eyes were filled with horror, and they felt as if they were being stabbed in the back. It was as if Feng Changkong could kill them with just a thought.

" Sword Intent…Small Success Sword Intent?"

Su Hao's face revealed a trace of surprise.

It was extremely difficult to train a martial art to the intent level. Su Hao's two martial arts had both reached the intent level, but they were only at the embryonic stage of intent.

The sword intent that Feng Changkong had cultivated had surpassed the embryonic form of the intent realm and reached the second level, the small success level of the sword intent!

"Die!"

Feng Changkong's face showed a trace of arrogance. He had been practicing sword art since he was four years old and had mastered the sword intent at the age of forty. Once the sword intent was unleashed, blood would be spilled!

Hualala!

Feng Changkong accumulated his sword intent to the peak and slashed out. It was like a glacier waterfall, freezing everything and sweeping toward Su Hao.

This sword was dazzling, like a stroke of genius! They could only be slaughtered and had no ability to resist!

"Come on!"

Excitement rose in Su Hao's heart. Only an enemy of this level was worthy of his serious attack!

Diamond Zen Fist. Zen Spear!

Su Hao suddenly moved. His body brought with it a gust of wind. A golden arhat seemed to appear behind him. He waved his huge right fist and smashed it fiercely!

Whoosh!

The force of this punch condensed, making Su Hao's right hand seem to have turned into a spear, and his fist was the spearhead. It pressed forward, destroying everything.

Using his fist to block the sword intent of the small success stage!

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Su Hao and Feng Changkong's swords finally collided.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing exploded. Su Hao's fist was suffused with a faint golden light, as if it was covered in a layer of iron armor. It was impenetrable, and even sharp blades could not hurt it.

"What?"

At this moment, Feng Changkong's expression changed completely.

From Su Hao's fist, the surging true energy and the terrifying divine power of one hundred thousand pounds in one arm condensed into one point and struck out fiercely!

"Kacha!"

Su Hao's fist was like an indestructible spear. Under Feng Changkong's astonished gaze, the sword aura and sword intent wrapped around the blade were destroyed. The long sword groaned under the heavy weight and was broken in the middle by this punch.

On the other hand, Su Hao's fist continued to move forward like a hot knife through butter. It hit Feng Changkong's left shoulder, and the force of the fist that exploded instantly sent Feng Changkong flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Puff!"

What was even more shocking was that the force on Su Hao's fist condensed into a single point and tore Feng Changkong's body apart. A fist-sized bloody hole appeared on his shoulder, as if he had been pierced by a spear!

The Zen Spear of the Vajra Zen Fist was extremely lethal. It used the fist as a spear and pierced through everything!

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