High Martial Arts: My Martial Talent Increases Year by Year
Chapter 447

Chen Fan Enters the Fray

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Faced with the mockery of the two great Martial Gods, the Heaven-Slaying Martial God's hair and beard stood on end, but a wild laugh that shook the stars erupted from his face.

"Ha ha!"

He's not one for empty words; action is his most direct response!

Boom!

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God's figure swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a ten-thousand-foot War God no less imposing than the crimson giant. Every scar on his bronze-colored divine body lit up, as if telling the story of his past glory.

He took a step forward, ignoring the distance in space, and fiercely threw a punch at the boundless sea of blood!

With a single punch, the fist, imbued with crimson Divine Fire, seemed poised to ignite and burn this blood-soaked Star Domain to ashes!

A great battle erupted instantly!

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God two against one!

His left fist shook the boundless sea of blood, each strike causing towering waves that stretched for billions of miles; his right foot shattered Dimensions, forcefully expelling the formless and shapeless shadow from the cracks.

His ferocious fighting spirit and pure, extreme power allowed him to fight the two great Martial Gods to a standstill for a short period of time.

Each collision caused Stars to fall and the laws of nature to wail. The terrifying aftershocks even forced the main Human Race fleet behind them to activate their highest-level Combined Shields for defense.

However, Blood Ancestor and Soul Master, after all, ancient monsters who had survived for several eras, and their cooperation was already seamless.

"Sizzle..."

Heaven-Slaying Martial God blasted the crimson giant back with a single punch, strands of seemingly insignificant blood clung to his divine body, constantly eroding and defiling his pure War God Laws, greatly weakening the power of his subsequent attacks.

In the instant he was distracted to expel this foul power, the Soul Master's invisible and formless soul attack, like a leech, silently pierced into his Divine Soul.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it!

Even though the Heaven-Slaying Martial God was incredibly brave and powerful, he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position under this continuous consumption and pollution.

His divine power was constantly being depleted, and his Divine Soul was also feeling a stinging pain from the continuous attacks. His originally powerful and sweeping movements began to show a slight, almost imperceptible, sluggishness.

"Bang!"

He was struck by a giant wave of Dao Blood, and staggered.

A shadowy blade followed closely, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his indestructible divine body. Dark energy surged wildly into the wound.

"Ten thousand years have passed, Heaven-Slaying, and you're still as boring as ever, only knowing how to use brute force!" The Soul Master's sharp mental fluctuations were filled with sarcasm.

Now!

Blood Ancestor seized the moment when the Heaven-Slaying Martial God was momentarily stunned while resisting the soul attack.

He let out a roar, and the entire boundless sea of blood contracted wildly. All the power was concentrated into a single point, transforming into a Blood Demon Spear that pierced through heaven and earth. The spear was wrapped with the resentment of countless fallen gods and demons. With the posture of locking in all cause and effect, it fiercely pierced the heart of the Heaven-Slaying Martial God!

This shot is a guaranteed kill!

"Roar!!"

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God sensed a fatal crisis. He roared, prepared to burn his very Origin Source to withstand the attack.

But just then...

A calm, even somewhat indifferent voice, seemingly piercing through the noisy battlefield, drifted from the flagship and resounded clearly in the ears of the three Martial Gods.

"Gentlemen, it's very impolite to shout so loudly on someone else's turf."

Before he could finish speaking...

A gray divine light, moving at incredible speed and seemingly transcending the concept of time, arrived before the enemy.

It disregarded space and distance, ignored the barriers of laws and energy, and simply moved with such lightness and precision...

It struck the tip of the Blood Demon Spear.

"Bite."

A clear, crisp sound, like jade striking each other.

The Blood Demon Spear, which embodied the Blood Ancestor's lifelong cultivation and was powerful enough to pierce the body of Martial God, trembled violently with that soft sound.

Immediately afterwards.

Click!

A tiny crack appeared at the tip of the gun.

Then, under the utterly astonished gazes of the Blood Ancestor and the Soul Master, the crack spread wildly like a spider web, covering the entire demonic spear.

The next second.

Bang!

The Blood Demon Spear that pierced the heavens and earth shattered inch by inch, eventually transforming into countless harmless crimson specks of light that dissipated into the Void.

The balance of power was completely reversed at this moment.

Chen Fan's figure had quietly appeared before the Heaven-Slaying Martial God, calmly gazing at the sea of blood and the shadowy figure.

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God was taken aback at first, then looked at Chen Fan's not particularly tall back and suddenly burst into a wild laugh that was more unrestrained than ever before.

"Ha ha!!"

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God's maniacal laughter that shook the stars was not merely an emotional outburst.

The laughter transformed into a tangible crimson sonic storm, sweeping away the bloodshed and dark laws that permeated the battlefield like a god sweeping away dust.

He looked at Chen Fan's back, which wasn't particularly burly but seemed capable of supporting the entire universe, and with all his might, he roared out the pent-up anger that had been building up in his chest for millennia.

"Good job, kid! That was well done!!"

In stark contrast to the ecstatic joy of the Heaven-Slaying Martial God, the Blood Ancestor and the Soul Master were experiencing a tremendous upheaval in their minds.

Especially for the Blood Ancestor, his Natal Divine Artifact Origin Source destroyed and his Divine Soul was severely damaged, but this was not the root of his fear.

What he feared was that excessively young face, and that supreme aura that seemed to transcend Ten Thousand Dao, making him tremble instinctively!

A name that had only recently spread among the highest levels of Ten Thousand Races, a battle record that was considered the greatest threat by countless Alien Races Martial Gods, exploded in his mind like a chaotic divine thunder!

It's him!

The one who single-handedly flattened the Abyss of the Void and personally obliterated the Void Mother Nest along with its Immortal Dao Fruit into dust... Chen Fan, the newly ascended Martial God of the Human Race!

"It's you! Chen Fan!!"

Boundless fear instantly devoured the Blood Ancestor's will. His voice, formed from countless wronged souls, was no longer mocking, but a shriek of utter terror and cowardice.

Beside it, the indescribable shadowy figure fluctuated violently, like boiling water.

The Soul Master instantly reduced his presence to a minimum, silently sinking deeper into the Dimensional Rift. The turmoil within him was far more intense than that of the Blood Ancestor.

The way of the Mother Nest is known for its reproduction and devouring, and it is almost immortal.

Even such a being was worn down to death by this kid, so what is his soul attack compared to that?

However, Chen Fan ignored their shock.

He first turned to the side and bowed slightly to the Heaven-Slaying Martial God beside him, who was like a blazing war War God, speaking in a humble tone, just like the most polite junior in the clan.

"Thank you for your hard work, senior."

"Step back and cover my retreat, and watch how I avenge you, and the millions of fallen heroes, this blood debt of ten thousand years!"

The Heaven-Slaying Martial God was taken aback, then nodded emphatically, his eyes, burning with fierce flames, filled with trust and expectation. He laughed and retreated hundreds of miles, but his Divine Thought remained firmly locked on the shadowy figure that was constantly hiding in the depths of the Dimensions, guarding Chen Fan's retreat route.

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