There was not a trace of evil or tyranny emanating from the handsome young man in white. He gave Sun Fei an extremely tranquil feeling, like a recluse detached from worldly affairs, surrounded by picturesque scenery, accompanied by small animals and flowers, composing poetry and painting, detached and detached from worldly concerns, like a hermit in the wilderness. It was absolutely difficult to associate him with the peerless evil god of the Sea Clan who was currently resurrecting.
The entire space was devoid of the evil and tyrannical aura emanating from outside; the gentle breeze and the fragrance of flowers were refreshing and invigorating.
"Young man, where are you from? Who are you looking for?" The young man in white had a calm smile on his face. His voice was soothing and gentle, making people feel an involuntary sense of warmth.
Sun Fei paused, put away the [ Immortal King's Soul Crusher ] in his hand, his expression relaxed, his eyes scanned his surroundings, a smile appeared on his face, he scratched the back of his head, and said, "Uh, I think I've come to the wrong place... Oh, right, who are you, and why are you here?"
"Me?" The young man in white stroked a cute, pink seven-colored deer beside him. Suddenly, a trickle of crimson blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his white robes. After a slight hesitation, his expression turned somber as he said, "I am Saviola, the first disciple of the Martial Saint Mountain Maradona of Mount Martial Saint on the continent of the Azeroth Continent. The Martial Saint noticed unusual activity in the Fragrant Sea Region and ordered me to investigate. However, I fell into the trap of the Sea Clan and was severely injured, imprisoned in this environment... Alas, I am truly ashamed!"
Maradona, the Continent Martial Saint?
Sun Fei opened his mouth.
This was a god-like being who could command the winds and rains and was omnipotent on the Azeroth Continent. Unlike the Guardian Martial Saint of the Zongheng empires, the Continent Martial Saint were arguably the strongest beings on the entire continent, known as the guardian Human Clan. They were invincible, and even the super emperors of the various super empires that dominated the continent, such as Ferguson, Wenger, Benitez, had to bow their heads before this god-like powerhouse. Even the arrogant and domineering Holy Church dared not challenge the dignity of this Continent Martial Saint.
In the Azeroth Continent, Maradona is a unique and extraordinary Martial Saint, wielding absolute power in this cold world governed by the law of the jungle with his unparalleled personal strength.
Sun Fei had heard countless strange tales about the Continent Martial Saint Mountain. It was said that under the Martial Saint Maradora, there were indeed many disciples with extraordinary talents who were astonishing throughout the ages. Each of them was a super strong person who Zongheng the world and dominated a region. Saviola was the chief disciple of this number one strong person.
Hearing this, Sun Fei's face showed a hint of relief. He quickly stepped forward, his face filled with concern. "Lord Saviola, you're injured? What happened? With your strength, who among the Sea Clan could possibly harm you?"
Blood trickled from the corner of the young man's mouth, and he suddenly swayed, slowly sitting down. He struggled to circulate his Dou Qi, and said with a look of shame, "Ordinary Sea Clan are no match for me. Unfortunately, in the Fragrant Sea Region, there is a Sea Clan evil god, Kluivert, who once stained the world with blood during the age of gods and demons. These resurrected Sea Clan, I don't know what secret method they used, actually managed to break the divine seal set up by the ancient Dwarf Clan God of War, releasing him. I was overconfident in my strength and didn't heed my master's blessing. In a moment of carelessness, I was outmaneuvered..."
Upon hearing this, Sun Fei's hesitation vanished. He quickly stepped forward to the young man in white and anxiously asked, "What should we do? Where is the evil god Kluivert? The evil god is so powerful, should I take you away from here quickly?"
The young man in white looked at Sun Fei carefully, his eyes filled with gratitude. He shook his head and said, "Your strength is still too weak. If we go together, we'll definitely have a hard time escaping that evil god's pursuit. Help me heal my injuries first. Once my strength has recovered a bit, I can break through this environment and take you away!"
"Alright! Let's begin immediately." Sun Fei approached the young man in white, his body radiating golden flames. He gently placed his palm on the young man's back and said, "I'll first try to help you reopen the blocked Dou Qi channels in your body and see if that can help you."
"Okay, that's great," the young man in white nodded.
Just then, unnoticed by Sun Fei, a strange smile appeared on the young man's face. His right hand, which was placed on his lower abdomen, suddenly turned a strange, bright gray, and a ferocious look appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The young man in white was about to do something when his expression suddenly changed drastically. He was both shocked and furious, and let out a wild roar. A spray of golden-gray blood gushed from his mouth, and he was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through countless green trees.
"What... are you doing?" The young man in white retreated hastily, roaring angrily.
Sun Fei wore a cold smile but remained silent. His figure moved like a golden lightning bolt, following the white-robed youth like a shadow. Countless golden fist-shaped beams of light burst forth from his fists, striking the white-robed youth fiercely like thunderbolts. The continuous impacts made the white-robed youth like a powerless sandbag, repeatedly punched and forced back, crashing through countless towering trees.
Having lost the initiative, the young man in white immediately found himself on the defensive, powerless to retaliate.
What's astonishing is that he endured countless punches from Sun Fei, each punch powerful enough to instantly kill a Great Sun-Rank Venerable at the Rising Sun Stage. Yet, the young man in white actually withstood them all. Not only was he not blown apart by the terrifying force of the punches, but he didn't even have any obvious wounds on his body, and he still had the strength to roar and struggle.
A flash of dark red light, and [ Immortal King's Soul Crusher ] appeared in Sun Fei's hand.
[ Whirlwind Slash ]!
[ Leap Attack ]!
[ Gravity Strike ]!
[ Battle Cry ]!
The level 42 Hell Difficulty Barbarian's power and strongest Barbarian combat skills all landed squarely on the young man in white.
As expected of God Level weapon, the dark red runes engraved on the [ Immortal King's Soul Crusher ] came to life under Sun Fei's full-force activation. Strands of dark red runes shot out from the hammer body and handle, like giant tadpoles, floating in rings around the war hammer and Sun Fei.
Click, click, click!
The sound of bones breaking echoed continuously from the young man in white's body.
[ The Immortal King's Soul Crusher ] finally broke through the white-robed youth's defenses, inflicting severe damage on his abnormally powerful body!
Sun Fei had transformed into a berserker, unleashing the wildness and savagery of Barbarian to the fullest extent. He was completely absorbed in the slaughter and battle before him, like a crazy, overloaded killing machine, sparing no effort and unleashing all his strength, his most powerful combat skills, and his most ruthless and vicious methods on the white-robed youth like a storm!
It was as if this young man in white was the source of his hatred for the murder of his father, polygamy, and the killing of his children.
In the end, the two, one chasing and one fleeing, almost turned into streaks of light, flying an unknown distance in an instant.
finally--
"Enough, humans!"
The young man in white's eyes shot out a bright gray flame devoid of human emotion. His fair and delicate hands were covered with dark red and orange scars. An incredible power erupted from his arms. He let out an angry roar and punched the hammerhead and heart of [ Immortal King's Soul Crusher ].
"Ugh... Pfft!" Sun Fei's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The war hammer flew out of his hand, turning into a dark red dot of light, and disappeared into the sky.
He was sent flying backward like a soccer ball that had been kicked hard.
King was thrown more than a thousand meters before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a crater hundreds of meters deep. After struggling for a while, he climbed out of the crater, but his arms were covered in blood, with the white bones showing beneath his skin. Large amounts of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he could barely stand.
First update.