CHAPTER 1369: CHAPTER 1369: THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER APPEARS

This is the ultimate eruption!

"Frost Blade!"

Fan Pingyuan reached out, and an oddly-shaped giant sword, burning with a ghostly cold fire, formed in his hand. With a slight tremor, it unleashed a terrifying power, suddenly slicing towards the invisible sound wave.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion rang out between heaven and earth. The Frost Blade collided heavily with the invisible sound wave.

However...

In the next moment.

Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the Frost Blade, like a thin sheet of ice being struck by a large hammer.

"This... impossible! Impossible! My full-strength strike, yet... yet still can’t defeat you." Fan Pingyuan cried out in agony.

Flant sneered, "I’ve long said, is it really you, naive as you are. How can the Martial Saints of the Human Clan be a match for our Blood Clan?"

"You all... are just too weak!"

Boom!

The gigantic Bat God specter unfurled its wings once more, letting out a long howl towards the sky. An even more intense invisible sound wave than before shot upwards, crashing heavily towards Fan Pingyuan.

"Heh heh... Is it the end for me?"

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Fan Pingyuan’s mouth.

In this moment of death, an image floated into his mind, of the person he deeply loved in the past, drained of blood by Flant, turned into a cold, pale corpse.

Her eyes wide open, filled with terror and despair.

"I still wasn’t able to avenge you." Fan Pingyuan laughed tragically.

He closed his eyes.

And began to wait for death.

Before, he had already exerted his full strength, yet was no match for a single blow from the opponent. Now, how could he possibly reverse the outcome?

Boom!

At this time, a loud noise erupted from the sky, and then... as if everything fell silent, quiet. Fan Pingyuan, his eyes closed, realized that he... seemed to have suffered no harm at all.

"Could it be that I died instantly, and thus feel no pain?" Fan Pingyuan pondered in his heart and opened his eyes.

Then, his pupils shrank.

"This... this..."

His lips trembled, unable to speak.

In the center of heaven and earth, a figure quietly hovered, his face covered, making it difficult to see his features. Just by gently extending his hand, he seemed to have grasped the invisible sound wave of that bat specter.

Boom!

With a gentle pinch.

The sound wave collapsed!

"Who are you?"

Flant was filled with shock and anger, unable to restrain a roar.

Previously, his strike was aimed at Fan Pingyuan, capable of easily annihilating him, yet unknown when, suddenly, such a person appeared...

"You just said, we are very weak?" The figure hovering in the void tilted his head slightly to look at Flant, his eyes showing a hint of teasing.

"Stop pretending to be a god and a ghost here!" Flant spoke coldly, "Don’t think that with a few special tricks, I will fear you!"

Flant was extremely confident in himself; indeed, there were people within Huaxia who could restrain him, but he absolutely did not believe his luck was so bad as to encounter one.

So, this person appearing before him must be pretending! Perhaps the opponent had mastered some means to counter his sound wave attacks.

"The Blood Clan... is truly arrogant." The figure in the void couldn’t help but shake his head, and then his expression suddenly turned cold and severe.

"Since that’s the case, let me, bit by bit, erode that little pride of yours." The mysterious figure’s voice was cold.

"What are you trying to do?"

Flant couldn’t help but take a step back, suddenly feeling an intense sense of unease.

"What am I trying to do?" The mysterious figure smiled lightly, then extended his hand towards Flant...

A distant press!

Boom!

An unimaginable surge of Gang Qi erupted from this person’s body, transforming into a gigantic palm, crashing down violently.

Bang!

The immense palm struck directly at Flant’s body, causing him to cry out miserably. He was sent flying, smashing heavily against the factory wall behind, collapsing an entire building.

Boom!

Dust and smoke rose to the sky.

"This... this... how powerful!" Fan Pingyuan, already fallen to the ground long ago, witnessed this scene. His eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

The Blood Clan Martial Saint who could previously crush him, now couldn’t withstand a single move before this mysterious person, which is truly...

Unnerving!

"Charge!"

Flant’s subordinates, those Blood Clan strongmen, seeing Flant being blasted away, let out roars and charged towards the mysterious figure in mid-air.

"You all have some nerve, daring to attack me." The mysterious figure shook his head, then casually waved his hand, and whoosh~~~ Gang Qi condensed into a giant palm, slapping directly onto the vampires, sending them flying.

"Incredibly powerful!"

The grandmasters Fan Pingyuan brought along were trembling in their legs, almost unable to stand steady.

"Ah..."

At this moment, a furious roar emerged abruptly from the rubble of the factory, and Flant surged into the sky.

He flapped his wings, suspended in mid-air, with the gigantic Bat God specter behind him, coldly staring at the mysterious figure, "Which strong figure of the Human Clan are you? Cowering, dare you not reveal your name?"

The mysterious figure smiled faintly, "With just you, you’re unworthy to know my name."

"How dare you!" Flant roared.

"No no no..." The mysterious figure extended a finger, shaking it, "You’re mistaken. I’m not bullying you too much. Because my means are not fully displayed yet, so how can we say it’s too much? I haven’t even exerted my full strength, and you’re already unable to bear it, how boring."

Flant’s face flushed red with anger, exclaiming, "I will kill you! Drain all your blood! Turn you into the most painful corpse!"

"Then come and try it." The mysterious figure laughed.

This Flant, quite interesting indeed.

It was his first time witnessing such a recklessly arrogant Martial Saint.

Even now, he still...

Doesn’t hurry to escape.

Boom!

Flant’s body shook, and the Bat God specter behind him suddenly expanded. There were clusters of blood-colored flames burning on his body, the aura at this moment almost seemed to boil.

"I will surely make you understand, when facing us of the Blood Clan, one must maintain reverence." Flant became dignified at this moment.

He seemed to have activated some mysterious power, becoming stronger than before.

Boom!

The blood flames surged, the bat specter let out a long howl, and then suddenly separated from Flant’s back, carrying with it the blazing flames, opening its mouth wide to bite towards Xiao Zheng.

"Watch out!"

On the ground, Fan Pingyuan couldn’t help but shout.

As a Martial Saint, he could sense that this bat specter seemed to contain a terrifying destructive power, a power that had exceeded the level Flant could wield.

"Heh."

But the mysterious figure merely chuckled faintly.

Then, his gaze turned cold.

"A mere little bat, and you dare make a move on me?"