Chapter 1029: Soul-devouring Mantis

Fei Peng wore a magnificent silver battle armor, holding the fearless divine sword in his hand. A fierce aura emanated from him, sweeping in all directions. As the former number one war god of the Heavenly Court, Fei Peng had slain countless demons and monsters. Only heaven knew how much blood had stained the fearless divine sword.
That terrifying sword technique, incredibly astonishing, even the powerful Demon Nie, couldn't immediately suppress Fei Peng. This shocked Demon Nie deeply. He never expected that a mere Peak True God could fight him evenly. Such terrifying combat power!
Absolutely astonishing!
Fei Peng is filled with a strong fighting spirit, carrying an amazing sword aura, and fiercely strikes towards Mo Yi. Wherever the sharp sword aura passes, everything is torn apart!
That powerful sharpness, even the devil cannot help but tremble. His pupils shrank, afraid of any negligence, and he exploded with all his strength. Holding a long spear, he unleashed it like a dragon, merging with the spear as one, shooting out fiercely like a meteor streaking across the sky!
"Bang!" Translated:
Two terrifying offensives collided fiercely, unleashing an endless surge of force that caused numerous powerful beings engaged in the battle to change their expressions and hastily evade.
After a loud explosion, two figures were simultaneously thrown out from the center of the blast, and they were none other than Fei Peng and Mo Yi. The void beneath their feet resonated with the explosive sound caused by their footsteps. Gazing at the godlike Fei Peng, Mo Yi's face flickered with disbelief.
"How...how is it possible for you to be so powerful?"
Moyi exclaimed in horror. Despite his countless years of cultivation, it was the first time he had encountered such a terrifying true god at the peak of their power. His unleashed attacks were completely useless in front of the opponent, being effortlessly neutralized. In the past, he could easily crush true god peak powerhouses, but for the first time, it became so dauntingly challenging.
Feipeng glanced at Moyi with indifference, completely ignoring his question. He once again raised his sword and charged forward, seemingly tireless. Despite the long and intense battle, Feipeng's strength showed no signs of waning. On the contrary, it seemed to grow stronger, which greatly unsettled Moyi.
When did the true god reach such a peak?
What has happened to this world?
Although he is questioning life, he hasn't stopped his movements and continues to collide with Fei Peng. Please note that "
On the other side, Wang Feng and Shen You were listening to the furious attacks unleashed just now by Ling Yin's roaring. Many powerful beings from the Demon Spirit Tribe were severely injured or killed, greatly reducing the pressure on the elders of the Immortal Sect. They even began to turn the tide, shifting from being besieged to suppressing the powerful beings of the Demon Spirit Tribe!
With the battle reaching this point, the entire situation has become very clear. Some powerful members of the Demon Spirit Tribe who have realized the situation are filled with uncontrollable fear. It's possible that their tribe is really going to be destroyed today. They never expected that this so-called Immortal Sect would be so terrifying. Even though they have less than ten Immortal Realm experts, they are suppressing the entire Demon Spirit Tribe.
Even Lord Mo and many Scorpion Tribes are unable to change the course of the battle and are also being suppressed. What a surreal scene this is! Even if they witness it with their own eyes, they cannot help but feel like they are dreaming.
Less than ten realms? Suppressing the Demon Spirit Tribe? Spread the word, who would dare believe? Who would believe?
After seeing many immortal sect elders gradually reversing the situation, Wang Feng also stopped the slaughter, giving the elders of the immortal sects a chance to gain experience. He soared into the air, holding the mysterious Xuanji Dao Sword in his hand, standing above the void, overlooking all directions, causing many powerful members of the Demon Spirit Tribe to be filled with terror.
At this moment, in the eyes of the powerful beings in these magical spirit tribes, Wang Feng is no different from the God of Slaughter. The number of magical spirit tribe powerful beings who have died at his hands is not just in the hundreds, but also more than a hundred, which is incredibly alarming.
When Wang Feng left the battlefield, the powerful beings of these demonic tribes all breathed a sigh of relief. They would rather face many elders of the immortal sects than face Wang Feng, the god of slaughter. In front of him, cultivation realm seemed meaningless, even the peak of the Divine God realm couldn't withstand the might of his sword.
"Fei Peng, use the Heavenly Emperor Sword's punishment. I will assist you in killing this traitor!"
As he watched the terrifying battlefield in the distance, a gleam of determination flashed in Wang Feng's eyes as he quickly transmitted a message.
Fei Peng, who was currently clashing with Mo Yi, heard the transmission and his face changed. He unleashed a violent surge of power from within his body, imbuing it into the Radiant Daring Sword. With one strike, he forced Mo Yi to retreat.
The Heaven Emperor's Sword Punishment!
Fei Peng, who had gained a momentary break, burst into a radiant brilliance in his eyes. Without hesitation, he loudly shouted, "
Boom!
In an instant, a terrifying power fluctuation erupted from Fei Peng's body, rushing into the sky, directly dispersing the dark clouds in the heavens. The next moment, Fei Peng raised high his Divine Gall Bladder Sword and continuously recited an incantation, while inscriptions emanated from his body, condensing into a pentagram-like glyph in the sky!
"Buzz!"
When the condensed formations are formed, a wave of sacred and terrifying sword aura cascades down from above the formations, like a gigantic mountain of swords, suppressing the entire world and causing even the body of the demon to tremble uncontrollably.
Under this sword's momentum, he unexpectedly felt a fatal crisis.
"Soul-devouring Scorpion!"
In the extreme danger, Mo also fully erupted, directly using the most powerful divine skill of the Scorpion Tribe called Soul-devouring Scorpion. It is said that this Soul-devouring Scorpion was comprehended by the first generation high priest of the Scorpion Tribe, who observed and learned from the spiritual level Scorpion Beast. Its power is incredibly terrifying!
"Buzz!"
A wisp of agile magical patterns emerged between Mo Yi's hands, and in the blink of an eye, they gathered densely around his body, gradually evolving into a colossal illusion of a magical scorpion.
When this Moxie Scorpion Phantom appears, the entire world is swept up in a terrifying demonic might, as if a supreme demon beast has descended. This illusionary image of the Moxie Scorpion appears incredibly ethereal, yet gives off an extremely realistic feeling, as if the true Scorpion God Beast has arrived!
Boom!
On the other side, the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Penalty executed by Fei Peng also took shape completely. A huge golden sword shadow emerged from the pentagram diagram and slowly pressed down towards the Demon as well. Every inch the golden sword shadow descended, the void collapsed one after another, unable to withstand the terrifying sharpness contained within it.
Even from a distance, one could feel the intimidating aura emanating from the golden sword shadow. Such a terrifying battle scene also affected the people who were fiercely engaged in combat. Many of them instinctively stopped fighting and looked with shocked expressions towards the distant sky.
Whether it's the golden sword shadow or the enormous scorpion illusion, both bring a strong sense of deadly crisis to them, as if the grim reaper is beckoning to them. With just one glance, they feel a chilling fear all over their bodies.
Standing above the void, Wang Feng's eyes flickered with a gleam as he witnessed this scene. His inner power began to surge madly.