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Fei Yan smiled and said: "Then just take me as Zhuo Tianhang's War God's possession and rebirth!"

Tyrant sneered: "The War God was reborn? "Humph!"

Fei Yan said: "You don't believe me? Good! "Then I'll show you the power of a Tenth Order warrior!"

After he finished speaking, Fei Yan's internal energy continued to pour into the Dark Wave Sword, and the originally soft and thin sword immediately became extremely hard, as if there was nothing it could not destroy!

"Sizzle sizzle!"

"Sizzle sizzle!"

Fei Yan swung out her sword, which produced a sound of sword qi tearing through the air.

Due to the support of the enormous amount of inner force, the sword's body constantly trembled and jumped about …

Fei Yan smiled and shouted, "The Martial God has been reborn!"

"What a joke!"

The silver-haired woman was extremely disdainful of such senseless jests. The sword in her hand did not hesitate to accept the challenge!

"Clang!"

Two swords clashed!

The silver-haired woman's treasure sword was sliced in half.

Fei Yan smiled as she took the opportunity to give chase.

"Be careful!"

Tyrant knew that the silver-haired woman could not dodge in time and quickly used its palm to hit her shoulder. It then used its internal force to send her flying!

However, there was still no time.

Fei Yan's sword was too, too fast!

The amount of inner strength added to the sword was too powerful!

The sword tip's killing intent gently grazed the silver-haired woman's face, creating a deep gash as blood flowed out …

What a fast sword!

Such strong inner strength!

This was an unprecedented sword technique!

The silver-haired woman was shocked.

Tyrant was even more shocked!

Everyone present was shocked!

Even Old Master Zhuo was dumbstruck, disbelief written all over his face and eyes …

"Oh my god!"

"She injured a powerhouse of the ninth step so easily?"

"Just now, the two were clearly on par with each other. There was no way to tell who would win or lose!"

"Why did Fei Yan suddenly become so powerful?"

"The inner strength on that sword is in turmoil and powerful."

"Could it really be the War God's possession?"

"Zhuo Tianhang is also from Zhuo Family, Fei Yan is also from Zhuo Family …"

"Could it be that Zhuo Tianhang's soul knew that the Zhuo Family was in trouble, and was attached to his body, so it was born to save the Zhuo Palace?"

"Is that the power of the War God?"

"Oh my god!"

"A powerhouse of the ninth step with extraordinary strength actually doesn't even have the ability to defend or fight back in front of the Martial God!"

"A Tenth Order warrior is too scary."

"No wonder back then, when Zhuo Tianhang relied on his own strength, he could actually defeat all the opponents in the world!"

"Furthermore, he even led the army of the Tian Song Dynasty, who was not very strong then, to invade the world, and from then on, pacify all the rebels at the border!"

"This is a god-like existence!"

The crowd burst into a flurry of discussion.

All of the Zhuo Royal Mansion disciples, the tyrant army officers, all thought that Fei Yan had been reborn from's possession, and threw away their weapons, kneeling down to worship him!

"Long live the War God!"

"Greetings, War God!"

"The War God is invincible under the heavens!"

Everyone, with slightly lower status, knelt down and kowtowed to the War God!

The silver-haired woman was enraged. "I refuse to believe that you were truly reborn as the War God! Let's see how strong you actually are! "

She threw away the sword in her hand and raised both palms, bringing along a tide of internal force that was as fierce as the tide as she attacked!

"Competing on palm strength?"

Fei Yan secretly laughed, and met it with her left hand!

"You too!"

She looked at Tyrant and raised her right hand as well. She then started to attack Tyrant!

"Fei Yan! "No way!"

Old Master Zhuo shouted in shock!

Competing with inner strength was a very dangerous thing!

If there was even the slightest mistake, his entire body would have exploded and died!

As for the competition of inner strength, it was also a battle method that relied on true strength the least!

Fei Yan actually underestimated the carelessness of her opponent by fighting against two people's inner force at the same time. This was equivalent to committing suicide!

"It's too dangerous!"

Old Master Zhuo shouted!

He had already made his preparations. As long as Fei Yan showed any signs of danger, he would immediately rush forward to save Fei Yan!

"Idiot!" Stupid woman! "

"How reckless!"

Tyrant scolded loudly!

But there was nothing he could do!

Fei Yan took the initiative to attack. Other than fighting, there was no other way!

Immediately …

Three people...

Six palms.

All in an instant... He released all the internal energy in his body and swung out!

Boom!

A huge explosion!

It had been a long time!

It was deafening!

The moment the silver haired woman and Tyrant came into contact with Fei Yan's inner force, they felt as if they were being tightly sucked in by a gigantic magnet!

His entire body's explosive power was completely unleashed!

It was far from enough to deal with the opponent's inner force!

Fei Yan's body seemed like a gigantic whirlpool …

No matter how much inner strength was lost, it would be completely absorbed!

The silver haired lady and Tyrant's foreheads were soon covered in ice-cold sweat.

Beads of sweat congealed on his face …

Both of their faces turned red and purple …

On the other hand, Fei Yan was calm and composed … She looked calm and collected, without any signs of fatigue.

Old Master Zhuo was shocked!

"Fei Yan..."

"Fei Yan fought two experts of the ninth step at the same time, yet she could still do it so easily and easily?"

"Even if she mastered Pear Blossom God Sword and became the youngest expert of the ninth step in history …"

"But she has only practiced martial arts for half a year. Even if she has advanced by leaps and bounds to become a powerhouse of the ninth step, although her swordsmanship is unparalleled, but her strength is still inferior to those powerhouses of the ninth step who have been immersed in martial arts for decades."

How could she beat two powerhouses of the ninth step in terms of internal force?

This was absolutely impossible!

Old Master Zhuo was confused.

As for the silver-haired woman and Tyrant, they were even more surprised and puzzled than him.

The silver-haired woman's face was swollen with a purplish-red color and her sweat poured down like rain. It was obvious that she was having a difficult time holding on.

She squinted at Tyrant.

It seemed to be saying, "Don't show mercy just because she's your woman!"

Tyrant felt wronged. At the beginning, he had planned to show mercy, but now it seemed like he had suffered a lot!

He looked helpless, but he dared not speak.

He thought to himself in surprise, "This woman is usually weird. How come her inner force is so strong that she can easily defeat two experts of the ninth step with such ease?" What kind of terrifying power is this? "

"Is she really that strong?"

"Or did he do something secretly?"

"No!"

"It must be a trick!"

"Look at her calm and relaxed expression, it's as if she didn't receive any inner strength at all."

"She must be up to no good!"

Tyrant would never believe a ridiculous legend like the War God's Possession.

He intuitively felt that Fei Yan was up to something.

However, he had no idea how Fei Yan had done it.

Right now, the fierce and endless amount of inner force was pressuring him to the point where he could not breathe. It was as if his entire body was about to explode, how could he have the time to think too much about it?

The silver-haired woman, however, felt even worse than he did.

He was already in so much pain that even his breathing had started to quicken …

The two of them had almost reached their limits …

He couldn't hold on any longer!

Fei Yan had easily defeated the two of them!

Now, he was only a step away!

In a little while, the two of them would not be able to hold on any longer!

On Fei Yan's face, there was still a relaxed and calm expression, without a single trace of pain … There was a huge contrast and contrast between the two of them!

Suddenly …

Fei Yan's face congealed...

It was as if in an instant, she had become someone else!

Her face suddenly turned extremely painful!

What appeared in his eyes was even more fear and bewilderment!

Boom!

Just for an instant!

Fei Yan's entire body flew out like a kite with its string cut!

"Has the War God's Possession disappeared?"

"Why does it seem like she suddenly lost all of her power?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Everyone nervously held their breaths as they stared, but no one dared to say a single word or make a single sound!

"Humph!" The War God's Possession Powder has scattered a bit too early! "

The silver haired lady did not expect such an accident to happen, it was as though Fei Yan had suddenly lost her inner force, and was sent flying by her and Tyrant's inner force at the same time.

"Die!"

She chased relentlessly, flying over and striking out with her palm!

Although this palm had consumed a lot of his internal energy, it was still sent out.

But she was determined to kill Fei Yan!

Thus, she used all of her strength!

The power couldn't be underestimated!

"Crap!" It's dangerous! "

Old Master Zhuo knew that Fei Yan was probably dead.

He was about to fly over and save her.

"Don't hurt her!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind!

Tyrant's body shot out like an arrow and hugged Fei Yan who was floating down from the sky!

The silver-haired woman's palm hit Tyrant's back!

"Pfft!"

With a heavy palm, he hit Tyrant!

Tyrant's breath immediately turned as it spat out a mouthful of blood!

Originally, he had exhausted almost all of his strength in the inner strength competition, and his inner breath was churning violently.

Now that he had received such a heavy palm strike, it was as if his soul had been broken apart, instantly collapsing!

However, he still held onto Fei Yan tightly, and then, he gently descended from the sky. When Fei Yan safely landed on the ground, he was like a pile of mud, and couldn't hold on any longer, as she weakly fell to the ground …

"Tyrant!"

Fei Yan was extremely injured, and almost fainted, but she was not unconscious. Her clear consciousness knew that Tyrant had risked his life to save him!

She rushed over to help Tyrant who was about to fall down.

"You … Why did you save me? "

"Cough!"

When Tyrant opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood and could not say a word!

Fei Yan excitedly covered his mouth and said: "Don't talk! Don't talk! You idiot! Since you want to kill me, since you've forgotten me, since you can be heartless, why not do it thoroughly, why not do it heartlessly? Let me die like this? Why did you save me? "

Tyrant's face was pale and his smile was cold and devilish. However, it was so weak that no sound could be heard. "We …"

He was truly too weak. She barely managed to say the word "I", but was unable to continue.

Fei Yan said sorrowfully, "You risked your life three times to save me! Why are you so heartless to me again? If you really have feelings for me, why do you always have to hurt me time and time again? "

Tyrant said weakly: "This …" This time, I am not saving you … "I am …

Fei Yan said: "What do you want to say?"

Tyrant said: "We... "We …"

His inner strength was dispersed and his aura was rampaging within his body. It was extremely uncomfortable to the point where he could not even utter a complete sentence.

The silver-haired woman walked over gently and said, "He wants to save his son!"

Fei Yan was shocked, and said: "You … You what? What son? "