Chapter 1222: Chapter 988: Today, Who Can Stop !
A dead silence enveloped the arena.
Sparks crackled, the sound of blazing flas echoed in the ears.
The fire cloud rose fast and dissipated quickly.
The fire fog dispersed…
The exorbitantly priced Sky Arena was slashed open at the corner by the Twin Phoenix Throne.
A nearly hundred-ter-long rift was revealed, with everything inside, tal, soil, or rubble, becoming part of the molten mass, twisting the air with constant vaporization.
At the end of the rift, towering flas ignited!
As for where Mu Fan was standing, not even a trace of a silhouette could be found.
This is the power of an S-class cha!
This is the real strength of High Tier military force in this starry sky.
“Mu Fan!————”
The heart-wrenching scream, at this mont, seed incomparably forlorn.
The plump man’s hands trembled, now hating himself for being so useless, unable to help in any way, yet watching helplessly as his brother died instantly!
“We promised to live and die together, how can you break your word?”
This cowardly plump man, at this mont, couldn’t care less about the two S-ranked chas suspended in the sky, as he wailed aloud.
“Bastard…”
White Hair had just climbed up the wall; at this mont, his whole body froze, eyes reflecting despair.
Fragnts of the two fighting side by side flashed through his mind, and tears rolled down involuntarily.
In the Dingchuan Formation, many admired Mu Fan, but equally, many hated him.
Admired him for single-handedly making a big na for himself.
Hatred, hatred for his direct betrayal, dragging the entire academy into the abyss.
Yet, no matter what anyone thought previously, at this mont, a swell of sadness rose from the hearts of all the students.
Because, from now on, everything will return to dust and ash.
All heroic glamour will completely fade away with that earth-shattering slash.
“I thought you had strong confidence, huh.”
Modima Dewar sneered faintly, slowly retracting the Red Phoenix Blade.
Like a Phoenix cha resurrected by the master of flas turned around.
The next target was that masquerading Ke Qingshan.
The two Twin Phoenix Thrones fighting side by side were enough to exert a force comparable to SS-class.
However, at the mont the Red Phoenix Blade’s tip scraped the ground, and as the Twin Phoenix Throne [Chi] just turned…
A calm, indifferent voice ca from the forefront.
“Who do you think you are…?”
Everyone instantly looked up!
Modima Dewar and Jadri Dewar looked back fiercely.
At the end of that massive rift of molten lava…
At this mont, the towering flas unexpectedly soared dozens of ters again, then under so powerful force, they condensed, shattered, and rained down as fine mist.
The starlight with a blood-red glow spread at the end of the gash into a nebula, then retracted and condensed into a…
Tattered Scarlet Cloak!
The wind seed to catch the cloak…
It seed everyone heard the sound of that cloak flapping.
That scarlet once again uplifted high…
A six-ter-tall black figure stood silently there.
Silent as night, with armor flashing like water and stars.
From under the claw blade-covered sheath, two dim red, narrow eyes lit up…
When the cloak fell behind, the left hand of this cha, extending its arm, slowly lowered.
Within ten ters around it…
A perfect zone, the magma forcibly turned it into an isolated island.
But at this mont, for everyone present…
Everyone…
A chill climbed from the soles of their feet to their heads.
White Hair, the plump man, thousands of Dingchuan students stared dumbfounded at the figure standing on the shoulder of that tiny black cha.
The figure…
Was indeed Mu Fan!
No Dark Gold Battle Armor.
No azure glow.
Only Mu Fan calmly took out that blue Crystal Core from his chest.
A spinning Jade White Bone Fragnt condensed on the blue Crystal Core, forming a white Bone Ball.
Now, he gazed calmly at the Phoenix cha on the other end of the hundred-ter slash, viewing it like a lifeless object.
This man and cha, equally small.
Yet at this mont, they were stirring a formidable montum at the end of the gash.
The lava that had just started to calm instantly boiled.
“Who are you…?”
Modima Dewar’s eyes flashed with dread.
Because at this mont, the Twin Phoenix Throne, whether [Chi] or [Fla], their radar warning didn’t show the presence of that black cha!
But then in the next mont, fierceness flashed suddenly.
In hand, the Red Phoenix Blade’s blazing flas stead out across several ters in an instant.
A trendous fire blade re-ford.
An illusory Phoenix shadow instantly manifested behind the cha.
Then a phoenix call!
The entire cha instantly broke through the sound barrier, a terrifying sonic boom over fifty ters in diater exploded with a fire wave.
Before anyone’s mind had reacted, a massive fire phoenix trailed fire waves, spreading instantly to the end of the blade light.
——Red Phoenix Sky Strike Slash!
Boom!
Countless heavy steel fragnts flew and lted, and a sky-high fiery wave rose in the center of the Sky Arena.
The phoenix shadow shattered, and under Modima Dewar’s control, Twin Phoenix [Chi] erged.
Gripping the Red Phoenix Blade in both hands, the fierce chopping motion froze in mid-air.
That blazing tail was now bright red like translucent gems, burning simultaneously.
This mont’s Twin Phoenix Throne, worthy of the S-class cha’s prestige.
However, everyone…
Including the entire Dingchuan Formation, all Federation troops, even including Gu Yunyou.
Their gazes, all fell on the motionless figure beneath the Red Phoenix Blade.
Single hand, single blade, sheathed.
Yet, firmly stopping the Red Phoenix giant blade enveloping destructive aura.
The Scarlet Cloak rose and dimd.
The bowed head slowly lifted.
A chilling, indifferent, hoarse voice echoed in everyone’s ears.
“My na… Agasura!”
The right hand twisted fiercely, then flicked backward!
Boom!
Space seed to collapse, a surge of shock waves appeared out of nowhere.
In an instant, fiery waves around flew hundred ters high.
Then, in everyone’s eyes, the awe-inspiring, unbeatable Twin Phoenix Throne was blasted away by a single blade.
A five hundred ters long fla-colored trajectory crossed the sky, plunging straight into the giant academy building in the distance.
Boom!
The building collapsed, like an earthquake tsunami.
The small cha straightened its body.
The right hand’s long blade planted heavily into the ground.
The body half-knelt, left palm across chest, an ancient oath resonating like a soul.
Echoing through heavens and earth.
“My lord—Agasura—please fight!”
Mu Fan looked up at the vast sky, at the nurous fleets like dense dark clouds, at the strong and terrifying Twin Phoenix Throne, calmly and sinisterly he smiled…
Leap into the air.
Mu Fan disappeared into the cha’s chest, the black cha’s whole armor faintly glowed crimson.
At that mont, murderous intent echoed throughout the starry sky, surging upwards.
The surrounding air warped invisibly.
Within ten ters, all boiling lava strangely cald.
This cha, finally at this mont, truly ca alive.
At this mont, the central Combat Departnt was dead silent.
Those school officers, generals, their eyes filled with horror and disbelief.
“Twelve Demon Gods… Killing Machine… Shura.”
“Its master… Ding Chuan, Mu Fan.”
The Major General of the Sky Fleet, no longer able to maintain composure, slamd both hands on the command table, eyes fixed on the center of the crater-like Hellish sea of fire.
The blood-red cloak flapped loudly.
In the cockpit, Mu Fan’s bewildered eyes opened, his vision filled with crimson.
Boundless surging energy flowed from all sides.
The blood-red energy bar froze on a clear number…
100%!
Mu Fan suspended mid-air by countless black tal pipes, for that mont, smiled sinisterly, sharply lifted his head.
That chilling voice spread from Dawn across the entire sky!
“A bunch of diocre wretches.”
“Today… who can stop !”
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