Chapter 110: Mortal Emperor Fist

As soon as these words came out, endless praises immediately sounded around them.

In their eyes.

The biggest winner of this Hundred Demon Battlefield was probably Situ Feng of the Everlasting Sect.

The previous Su Chen might have been able to compete with him.

However, the moment Situ Feng obtained the blood of the Ancient Qiongqi, Su Chen had already lost the qualification to compete with him.

Unless…

He could break through to the God Altar Realm!

The Great Mystery Sect disciples at the side looked displeased.

They were holding communication jade slips in their hands. They had compiled a lot of information in them, but could not send it out.

They could not warn Senior Brother Su Chen in advance.

If he were to accidentally face Situ Feng, he would probably suffer a great loss!

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura rose up as if the emperor of the human world was descending upon the world, making people have the urge to prostrate themselves in worship.

In the sky, a huge fist imprint condensed, covering the sun.

The moment this fist appeared, a supreme pressure pervaded the air looking down on the world as the one and only supreme existence!

"This is… the heaven-level upper-rank martial art of the Dashang Imperial Family, Mortal Emperor Fist?"

The Everlasting Sect disciple couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the fist imprint in the sky.

The people present might not be familiar with this fist technique.

However, he still knew a little.

This was the Dashang Empire's heaven-level upper-rank martial art.

No!

Such an existence could no longer be called a martial art. It should be called a divine power

This was a divine power that almost every prince of Dashang had to learn!

When the Mortal Emperor Fist was unleashed, it meant that the prince of Dashang had appeared!

Since that prince of Dashang had arrived, how far could his Senior Brother Situ Feng be?

"Mortal Emperor Fist?"

There was no lack of experienced and knowledgeable people present.

A Purple Rose Sect disciple looked at the fist imprint that covered the sky and muttered in confusion, "Isn't this the divine power of the Dashang Empire? Why is it here? Could it be that a prince of the Dashang Empire has descended into the Hundred Demon Battlefield?"

Buzz…

As soon as he finished speaking, in the sky, a black figure slowly emerged.

He clenched a fist with one hand and punched out in the air with a force that could swallow mountains and rivers.

With a raise of his hand, he seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world!

Rumble!

The fist imprint collided with the killing formation and produced a deafening sound.

The killing formation began to tremble, and the endless sword auras gradually dimmed.

Many prodigies who were trapped in the sword mountain seized this opportunity and escaped.

They looked very miserable.

Even though Shi An was a disciple of the Body Refining Sect who was famous for his physical strength, there were a few more wounds on his body that cut deeply to the bone.

Obviously.

He had also encountered quite a bit of trouble in the formation.

"Break!"

The black-robed man shouted in a deep voice.

As his voice fell, he punched out several more times, like meteors streaking through the outer heavens, punching the formation again and again.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a gap was blasted open in the huge formation.

The formation that had originally enveloped the entire mountain now had an additional flaw.

"This…"

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with their mouths agape.

Wasn't this too exaggerated?

However, when they recalled that the other party had the backing of the Dashang Empire and was a prince, they quickly came to an understanding.

As a prince of an empire, the resources and fortune he came into contact with since he was young were not something that sect disciples like them could compare with.

One could tell from the fact that he used a heaven-level upper-rank fist technique.

"Your Highness, did my Senior Brother, Situ Feng, come with you?"

When the Everlasting Sect disciples saw the black-robed man appear, they were excited and shouted.

In his opinion, it was very likely that his senior brother had already arrived, but was temporarily hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to shock the world!

But who knew that the black-robed man turned a deaf ear to his words, not even glancing his way before charging straight into the formation?

"Uh…"

The Everlasting Sect disciple who had spoken touched his nose awkwardly.

Just when he thought that no one had noticed his embarrassment, the two subordinates beside the biack-robed man strode past. One of them sneered as he casually said, "Your Senior Brother Situ Feng has already died in Su Chen's hands."

"Hmm? What?"

The previously elated Everlasting Sect disciple was instantly stunned in place.

Senior Brother Situ Feng…

Was he dead?

How was this possible?

1 must have heard wrongly!

How could Senior Brother Situ Feng die?

Didn't he already find the blood of the ancient Qiongqi?

He was not the only one who was stunned.

The others were even more confused than him.

Just now, this Everlasting Sect disciple clearly said that Situ Feng obtained a drop of ancient Qiongqi's blood and his strength increased greatly.

Logically speaking, even if he couldn't defeat Su Chen, who had entered the Forbidden Stage, it shouldn't be a problem for him to escape!

How could he die in Su Chen's hands?!

"Impossible! This can't be true! Senior Brother Situ Feng is an exceptional genius of the Everlasting Sect, a once-in-a-milliennium talent. How could he die in Su Chen's hands? It's fake! This must be fake! You're lying to me!"

The Everlasting Sect disciple squatted down and shouted hoarsely.

He could not believe what he had just heard.

The Everlasting Sect disciples behind him also looked extremely grieved.

Senior Brother Situ Feng died in the Hundred Demon Battlefield…

This was a huge blow to them.

Without Situ Feng's protection, the Everlasting Sect disciples could only let others control them however they wished.

Personally, they were more inclined to believe that the person just now was lying to them.

But thinking it over carefully, it seemed that there was no need for him to lie to them.

After all, if Situ Feng wasn't dead but had rumors spread about him, wouldn't he settle the score later?

Anyone with a brain wouldn't do such a thing.

However, if the other party did not lie to him…

Then Senior Brother Situ Feng might really be dead!

"Senior Brother, this is just hearsay from someone else for now. It is still possible for Senior Brother Situ Feng…"

An Everlasting Sect disciple said in a hoarse voice.

But before he could finish his sentence.

"Rumble!"

The ground beneath their feet suddenly trembled.

In the distance, a streak of purple light shot across the horizon like a meteor, magnifying infinitely in everyone's eyes.

When it appeared in everyone's field of vision, they could clearly see its appearance. It was a flying magic treasure that looked like a warship.

The warship was purple-gold in color, and there were two figures, one purple and one green, standing at the bow of the ship.

Behind them was Liu Yuan, who was dressed in the uniform of an inner disciple of the Great Mystery Sect.

However, his existence was completely ignored.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the bow of the warship.

When the disciples of the Mystery Darkness Sect saw the warship, their faces turned pale one moment and white the next.

Because…

This warship was the Cloud Piercing Shuttle that Gu Xuanyun had lost to Su Chen!

The people standing at the bow of the ship were none other than Su Chen and Lin Xuan!

Just now, everyone was still discussing how Su Chen killed Situ Feng.

But now, Su Chen appeared.

However, Situ Feng was nowhere to be seen.

If nothing unexpected had happened, what that person said earlier was very likely true.

The genius of the Everlasting Sect, Situ Feng, had really been killed by Su Chen!