High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

Military fighter jets flew smoothly above the sea of ​​clouds, their silver fuselages reflecting the sunlight.

Inside the cabin, Feng Mo leaned against the porthole, looking down at the mountains and rivers rushing past below, feeling somewhat bored.

After breaking through to the fourth-order Soul Fusion Realm, his strength increased dramatically, but his defense points were also completely depleted.

Those so-called prodigies in the national martial arts exams are far less skilled than him, and the points they can break through his defenses are really limited.

This resulted in him being at the fourth level, but his martial arts skills and movement techniques were still only at the second level...

Once we get to Shanghai, we'll need to build up a lot of breach points.

"Feng Mo, the Martial Soul Armor I promised you is under construction and will be completed in two months."

Yun Wanrou suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence.

"I will arrange some challenging demon-slaying missions for you during the summer vacation. You have great talent, but you still need to hone your skills to become a strong person."

"With two protectors guarding him closely, he shouldn't encounter any danger."

The two protectors behind her kept their eyes closed, meditating, their breathing deep and resonant.

Yes, these two elusive protectors also boarded the plane together.

Feng Mo hummed in response, neither confirming nor denying.

The demon-slaying quest should be a good opportunity to earn defense-breaking points...

Just then, a piercing alarm suddenly blared throughout the cabin without warning!

"Warning! Warning! Unidentified object approaching at high speed!"

The aircraft shook violently. Outside the porthole, three streaks of light, radiating an overwhelming demonic aura, shot in from the distant horizon at incredible speed, forming a triangular shape and blocking the fighter jet's flight path.

"Worship the Demon Sect!" Yun Wanrou suddenly stood up, her elegant face instantly turning cold.

The two protectors behind her also suddenly opened their eyes, releasing the pressure of fifth-level experts to stabilize the aircraft.

boom!

Before the fighter jets could take any evasive action, three devastating attacks came crashing down.

One of them was a pitch-black eagle talon that blotted out the sky, tearing through the air with a piercing sonic boom, and viciously grabbing at the nose of the aircraft.

The other two were a chilling demonic light and a blood-red blade aura.

Even though the military fighter jet used special alloys, it couldn't withstand the furious attack of three fifth-tier powerhouses.

With a deafening roar, the fighter jet disintegrated at an altitude of 10,000 meters, like an egg being smashed by a hammer!

Countless burning fragments, mixed with thick smoke, fell downwards.

"Hahaha! Feng Mo, you brat, come out and face your death!"

Arrogant laughter echoed high in the sky.

Three figures hovered in the air, the one in the lead being Yu Xuanfeng, who had switched to cultivating demonic arts.

He wore an eagle mask, and the eyes beneath the mask were still wrapped in white satin. The pupils beneath the satin had completely transformed into the vertical pupils of an eagle, gleaming with a cruel light.

The other two were dressed in the black robes characteristic of the Demon Worship Cult.

"Four fifth-tier figures..." A black-robed man beside Yu Xuanfeng looked at the four figures calmly emerging from the explosion and flames, his voice filled with astonishment.

Didn't the intelligence report say there was only one Yun Wanrou? How come there are three?

No, there are two.

The young man, whose body was shrouded in purple lightning and who stood on a black and white dragon, was only at the fourth level.

However, the presence of two late-stage fifth-tier cultivators and Yun Wanrou at the peak of the fifth-tier level was truly unexpected.

If the young man's aura hadn't been only at the fourth level, he would have almost run away.

"Miscalculation." Another man in black robes said coldly, "Quickly finish them off and kill them to avoid future trouble!"

"Feng Mo, step back." Yun Wanrou glanced at the Thunder Lord's Decree spinning in front of Feng Mo, her body surrounded by rising purple energy.

A monstrous image of a drought demon with two horns on its head, a blue face, and fangs appeared and disappeared behind her.

"Stay away, but don't go beyond my perception range. After I deal with these three bastards, I'll escort you to the Demon City."

Her tone was calm, as if she had long anticipated this calamity.

"Heh heh, Yun Wanrou, you're far too confident!" Yu Xuanfeng laughed sternly. "Even if we're all at the fifth rank, we're all at the peak of the fifth rank! Today, none of you will leave alive!"

Before he finished speaking, the Black Eagle Martial Soul behind him let out a cry, flapped its wings, and transformed into a black lightning bolt, rushing straight at Yun Wanrou!

The other two men in black robes also made their moves at the same time, each summoning a hideous demonic martial spirit. One resembled a giant centipede with a hundred legs waving and poisonous gas emanating from it; the other was a pale-faced humanoid bone demon, wielding a bone blade and exuding a ghostly aura.

"You madman who worships the demonic cult, prepare to die!"

"Hmph, die!"

The two protectors gave a low shout and rushed forward without hesitation. One of them summoned the Xuan Turtle Martial Soul, which was as heavy as a mountain, to confront the Bone Demon head-on; the other transformed into a blazing lion and fought with the centipede.

High in the sky, the six enormous Martial Soul Dharma Images collided violently, and the violent energy aftershocks spread out, tearing the clouds in the sky to shreds.

In an instant, the cries of eagles, the roars of lions, and the calls of tortoises filled the air, and the sound of metal clashing against metal resounded through the sky.

Yun Wanrou's fighting style is extremely ferocious. Her Drought Demon Dharma Form swings its giant arm and spews corpse fire, each attack carrying destructive power.

She repeatedly forced Black Hawk Martial Soul to retreat, intending to go and support the other two protectors.

But Yu Xuanfeng wasn't stupid either; he held onto Yun Wanrou tightly, preventing her from having a chance to provide support.

If Yun Wanrou were to join forces with one of them and kill one of their own, then the situation would become one-sided.

Similarly, if one side can kill one of the enemy's players first, victory will be assured.

Soon, the two protectors gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Although they were at the late stage of the fifth rank, the two experts from the Demon Worship Cult were at the peak of the fifth rank, and their methods were strange and their fighting style was ruthless, showing a tendency to suppress them.

The situation is not optimistic for Yun Wanrou's side.

Ten kilometers away, Feng Mo stood atop the Five Elements Thunder Dragon, hovering in the air, calmly observing the battle.

This distance is just right to avoid being affected by the aftershocks of the battle.

The attack from the three members of the Demon Worship Cult just now directly destroyed the fighter jet.

If he hadn't already reached the fourth level of cultivation, and hadn't been protected by the Thunder Lord's Token, he would have at least suffered serious injuries.

If they were weaker, they probably would have been wiped out in that wave.

According to publicly available information, only Yun Wanrou, a fifth-tier expert, accompanied him to the Demon Capital.

The fact that the Demon Worship Sect sent out three fifth-level cultivators at once was truly decisive.

In short, if it weren't for the two protectors accompanying him, if it weren't for the Thunder Lord's Token protecting him, and if Feng Mo's strength hadn't increased again...

This time it's a real crisis!

But now...

A ruthless glint flashed in Feng Mo's eyes.

Since they're here for him, they should be prepared to be beaten to death by him!

He closed his eyes slightly, his mind sinking into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven Soul-Suppressing Scripture, Combine!"