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249: Killer Saint

Ninth Ancestor began to struggle.

As time passed, he became more and more alarmed with each strike.

His eyes flickered erratically.

Then, as if he had made some decision, the Divine Blood throughout his body began to boil.

Again, various phenomena permeated the heavens and earth.

His entire body radiated divine brilliance.

Following this, a sigh echoed once more in the Void Realm.

A Divine Sigh!

Boom! Boom!

In an instant, a terrifying Aura made the entire starry sky tremble.

"Wang Dong! Today is the day you die."

Seizing this opportunity, he held a replica of the Red Peak Spear and thrust it towards Wang Dong.

In an instant, it tore through a section of the Void Realm, and countless chaotic currents surged.

Wang Dong was utterly calm, and at this moment, he chuckled softly.

"Are there no other methods?"

The phenomenon behind him vibrated, suppressing all other phenomena.

Immediately after, astonishing electric light enveloped his entire body.

One of the Ten Fierce Precious Techniques, the Thunder Emperor Precious Technique.

Controlling all thunder between heaven and earth.

Instantly, the Aura on his body surged dramatically, countless bolts of lightning permeated him, and his entire being became incredibly astonishing.

Thunder rumbled, far more astonishing than the sound of a sigh.

"Shatter the darkness with thunder!"

Wang Dong gathered his Divine Power, and the next moment, an astonishing pillar of lightning was released from his hand.

The sense of oppression was immense.

Rumble! Rumble!

An unprecedented explosion sounded.

Everything around them turned to dust, and within the visible range of the Void Realm, no stars could be seen.

Blood seeped from the corner of Ninth Ancestor's mouth.

Wang Dong, however, used the Kunpeng technique to close in and attack.

His Qi and blood constantly surged, and lightning was imprinted on his surface.

Like a God of War, he engaged in close-quarters combat with Ninth Ancestor.

Within inches, the battle evolved, seemingly intending to suppress all enemies in the world.

The sounds of collision were incessant.

The two had even fought until their eyes were red.

They moved continuously under the starry sky.

Everything in their path was annihilated.

The Aura of the Sage Way permeated, and chaotic currents filled the Void Realm, a scene of destruction.

In a short period, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows.

Suddenly, bang!

With a loud bang, Ninth Ancestor, caught off guard, suffered a heavy blow.

He flew backward, one arm already dislocated by Wang Dong.

At this moment, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

He had never expected Wang Dong to be so terrifying.

Could the Ancient Sacred Body truly be invincible within the same Realm?

His Physical Body was comparable to an ancient True Dragon; every punch landed caused his internal organs to boil.

The Saint Weapon in his hand wailed incessantly.

For a moment, he actually felt fear.

Wang Dong stood in the Void Realm, looking at Ninth Ancestor with a calm expression.

"The Jiang Family is truly in decline; a Saint is nothing more than this."

After speaking, he once again moved like a Kunpeng, closing in in an instant.

His right hand wielded the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword.

His left hand manifested the True Dragon Precious Technique.

His terrifying combat instincts made Ninth Ancestor suffer greatly.

In a short time, he was beaten into disheveled hair and was covered in blood.

He no longer had the arrogance he displayed when he first arrived.

The Hengyu Furnace still cast down beams of light, but it could not protect him completely.

He tried to repair himself with a secret technique.

But all Laws were suppressed by Chaos.

Out of helplessness, he could only raise his Battle Intent again and fight Wang Dong.

When two brave opponents meet, the braver one wins; losing morale at this moment is a path to death.

Rumble! Rumble!

The heavens and earth once again rumbled.

All sorts of Void Realm debris floated everywhere.

Fragments of meteorites, fragments of Magic Treasures, fragments of weapons.

The two had fought to a frenzy.

Of course, because he had already lost an arm, Ninth Ancestor was almost entirely on the defensive.

Bang!

With another loud bang, Ninth Ancestor let out a scream.

He was sent flying again.

Half of his body was stained with blood, white bones were faintly visible, and his internal organs were severely wounded.

His injuries were even more severe.

If this continued, he might very well perish as a Saint here.

Wang Dong remained relentless.

He attacked again.

Ninth Ancestor responded frantically, like a madman.

He roared wildly, as if to boost his morale.

He continuously manifested killing secret techniques, and the Aura of the Sage Way permeated the heavens and earth.

Then, a terrifying Aura permeated the sky.

Golden flames seemed to ignite the Void Realm.

This was a supreme secret technique of the Jiang Family, engulfing Wang Dong.

They wanted to completely refine him.

Divine Power continuously spewed forth, and the Laws of the Great Dao permeated.

It clearly also had a certain binding function.

Wang Dong's expression, however, remained unchanged.

The Physical Body strength of the Ancient Sacred Body was unparalleled in the world.

In addition, the Thunder Emperor Precious Technique covered his surface, the sound of thunder constantly echoed, and every punch he threw seemed to shake the heavens and earth.

He quickly split open the ethereal barrier within the flames.

With a rumble.

The golden flames were instantly scattered.

Gradually extinguishing in the Void Realm.

Ninth Ancestor spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out again.

His Aura was much weaker than before.

At this moment, his expression was horrified as he looked at Wang Dong, even feeling some regret.

If he had known, he would have listened to the warnings of those people; now, coming alone, he had suffered a great loss.

He couldn't fight anymore!

In an instant, he made a decision in his heart.

He had to escape no matter what.

Thinking of this, his figure transformed into a ray of light and headed towards Donglai.

There, the use of Emperor Soldiers in Saint battles was not allowed, which might save his life.

But how could Wang Dong let him have his way?

The Black Gold Dragon Pattern Sword in his hand unleashed an astonishing sword light.

Blocking his path.

Then, his body transformed into a Kunpeng, instantly crossing the distance to reach him.

He punched out!

Almost piercing through his chest, creating a bloody hole.

His organs flew out.

Ninth Ancestor screamed but dared not hesitate.

He directly detonated the Saint Weapon in his hand, and the Hengyu Furnace above continuously cast down light, protecting himself.

A cold light shot out from Wang Dong's eyes.

He grabbed with his large hand, seizing the Hengyu Furnace.

He was not afraid of the power of the Extreme Dao Emperor in the slightest.

The main reason was that times were different; his Ancient Sacred Body had already reached the Saint Realm.

Even if it erupted, it would be difficult to harm him.

As expected.

The next moment, the Hengyu Furnace continuously vibrated, and terrifying Auras emanated.

The Extreme Dao Emperor's power permeated, intending to shake Wang Dong away.

One man and one furnace were in a stalemate for a moment.

Wang Dong was the first to lose strength and retreated.

And taking advantage of this time, Ninth Ancestor had already fled tens of thousands of miles away.

Wang Dong couldn't help but sigh.

"What a pity! I failed to intercept the Emperor Soldier."

If successful, this would undoubtedly be his biggest spoils of war from this battle.

From then on, the Wang Family would have two Emperor Soldiers guarding them.

Even if another Saint came, he would have to weigh the consequences.

However, now, he had also established his formidable reputation.

As for the self-detonation of the Saint Weapon just now, for Wang Dong, although its power was astonishing,

He split out with one sword, destroying all the destructive storms into nothingness.

He looked at the figure still fleeing rapidly in the Void Realm.

After thinking for a moment, his figure transformed into a Kunpeng, and he pursued again.

The two engaged in a speed contest.

Ninth Ancestor instantly tore through the sky, about to enter the domain.

Wang Dong's expression turned cold.

He suddenly threw the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, it crossed an infinite distance, directly piercing through Ninth Ancestor's head.

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