621 Killing the Saint Kings

“Hahaha, Zhou Han, you really talk big!”

“If not for the power of the Flying Serpent Saint Emperor, do you think you would still be alive today?”

“However, the heavens really have eyes. You actually courted death and came to the Abyss. Today is the day of your death!” Pei Ming said fiercely, the light of hatred in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

The two of them were filled with ferocious and teasing smiles. After all, in their eyes, Zhou Han’s strength was not worth mentioning at all. He was just a junior.

They were Saint King experts who had been famous for a long time and had super strength and foundation.

Therefore, they did not take it to heart at all.

Such hatred naturally had to be vented through torture.

This was also why they did not attack Zhou Han immediately.

“Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, it’s useless!”

“You have to die, and you’ll die in a very rhythmic way!”

Seeing that the two of them were still talking fiercely, Zhou Han was no longer interested in listening.

He still had to continue exploring the ancient abyss and could not be bothered to waste time.

“You’re just Saint Kings. How dare you be arrogant in front of me?”

“Nether Prison Blood Seal! Die!”

Zhou Han narrowed his eyes, and the blood energy in his entire body surged. Blood-red energy fluctuations quickly gathered on his body.

The first move was a powerful skill, the first move of the Blood Emperor Heaven Splitting Record.

It was mainly because Zhou Han wanted to try the actual combat effect of this skill. After all, his opponent had fused more than 70 Sovereign Golden Runes.

The effects of other low-grade skills were naturally very limited.

It was a very reasonable choice for the Blood Emperor Heaven Splitting Record to have the quality of an Intermediate Pseudo Sovereign.

As soon as Zhou Han finished speaking, violent blood light gathered and condensed into a mark. Light shot in all directions, filled with endless fear and blood.

It stirred the blood vortex and attacked Pei Ming and the other man.

“Ha! It looks quite scary!”

“However, compared to the powerful combat strength of a Saint King, this is nothing!”

“In front of powerful strength, you’re just an ant!”

Seeing the Nether Prison Blood Seal shoot out, forming a blood energy storm in the air, it was powerful and had a terrifying power.

Pei Ming’s face was filled with a disdainful smile as he mocked.

This was the confidence and composure of a Saint King.

“Watch carefully!”

“Break!”

Pei Ming shouted, and his entire body was covered in golden light. 73 Sovereign Golden Runes surged out and surrounded his body.

In the golden light, a spear tore through the air and charged at the Nether Prison Blood Seal.

“Can you withstand this attack?”

“Proud Heaven Battle God Spear!”

The spear expanded at a visible speed. The power of the evil spirits could be seen venting wantonly, incomparably domineering.

“Brother Pei’s famous ultimate skill has improved a lot again!”

“You actually reached such a powerful realm. Congratulations!” Du Tianjie, who was standing at the side, naturally did not attack.

After all, in his opinion, either of them could easily deal with a weakling like Zhou Han. There was no need to attack at all.

Seeing the spear filled with domineering power, Du Tianjie was a little surprised.

“Hahaha, I killed my enemy with my famous ultimate skill!”

“This feels good!” Pei Ming stroked his beard and smiled, a trace of smugness appearing on his face.

After all, Du Tianjie was stronger than him.

Now that he had impressed the other party, he was in a good mood.

“However, Brother Pei, if this happens, Zhou Han will probably be dead!”

“How can we torture him?” Du Tianjie said with a frown. After all, he had yet to attack. If Zhou Han died like this, he would be very depressed.

Pei Ming was about to say something else, but at this moment, a deafening roar sounded.

This was because Zhou Han’s Nether Prison Blood Seal had already collided violently with Pei Ming’s ultimate move, the Proud Heaven Battle God Spear.

Huge energy completely exploded.

The destructive power of such a level of confrontation instantly reduced everything around it to dust.

“My Proud Heaven Battle God Spear actually lost?”

“How is that possible?”

“I’m a Saint King-grade expert. How did you block it?”

Pei Ming looked up and saw that the golden light in the sky had already disappeared and was completely swallowed by the blood-colored light.

Therefore, the outcome of this confrontation was self-evident.

His Proud Heaven Battle God Spear was shattered by the blood mark.

He had lost very miserably.

“Did the Flying Serpent Saint Emperor give you a powerful life-saving method?”

“Good. I’d like to see how many cards you have.”

After an instant of fear, Pei Ming quickly imagined it.

After all, Zhou Han was the son-in-law of the Flying Serpent Saint Emperor. It was very reasonable to give him some top-grade Dharma treasures to protect himself.

That was why he had such thoughts.

When Zhou Han heard this, he sneered in his heart. He did not expect this guy to have such a rich imagination.

“Enjoy the next bloody banquet!” Zhou Han said coldly.

It was the power of the Nether Prison Blood Seal that had not dissipated.

This was because Pei Ming’s Proud Heaven Battle God Spear did not consume any energy at all.

After all, that was such a weak attack, so it naturally had no effect at all.

Moreover, the Nether Prison Blood Seal could constantly absorb the power of heaven and earth, constantly increase its power, and provide an endless stream of energy.

At this moment, it had already expanded to a thousand feet in size, like a blood-colored mountain.

It covered the sky and pressed down on the weak Pei Ming.

It fell very quickly, as heavy as a million tons, and under extreme pressure.

Pei Ming seemed to have been locked onto. The huge aura stunned him.

A violent crisis surged in his heart, and he felt his life threatened.

“This… is impossible!”

“Why is it so powerful?”

“I’m a super expert at the Saint King-grade? I actually feel a huge threat?”

Pei Ming panicked and was filled with stormy waves. This was simply unbelievable.

At this moment, he also understood that Zhou Han did have powerful strength.

However, it was too late.

The blood light that filled the sky broke through the layers of obstructions and surged into Pei Ming’s body.

In just a few seconds, more than half of the blood in Pei Ming’s body had been sucked dry, and he instantly lost his combat strength.

“Ah…”

“Damn it, he’s really so powerful.”

“Brother Du, you have to be careful!”

Pei Ming’s body twitched in pain as he screamed loudly.

Sensing that his vitality was quickly draining, this was the first time he had felt such a strange cultivation technique.

“What? You were defeated?” Everything happened too quickly for Du Tianjie to react.

Seeing the pale and bloodless Pei Ming and the scream, he knew the current situation.

“Take a breath and let me deal with him myself!”

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