Chapter 722: Fighting Wang Jian Again

The one who was killing people on the island below was none other than Wang Jian, the chief disciple of the Wansheng Sect.

Han Xu recognized his demon spirit, the Golden Dragon of the Angry Sea, at a glance.

"Your Majesty, please save everyone." Jin Yu said to Han Xu in a voice transmission.

Han Xu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said to Jin Yu, "Go down!"

Upon hearing this, Jin Yu immediately turned around and quickly fell towards the island, like a meteorite falling from the sky, directly falling between Wang Jian and a monster of the Creation Realm, interrupting their battle.

This island was similar to the one where Jin Yu was. Although the overall strength was much stronger than that of the island where Jin Yu was, the enemies they encountered were the inner sect core disciples led by Wang Jian.

At the moment, there were only a few of the monsters still alive. Wang Jian was covered in blood, as if he had killed people with bloodshot eyes, and there was a strong bloody aura all over his body.

Seeing Han Xu, Wang Jian's expression froze for a moment, and he seemed a little surprised.

"Han Xu, why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

"It's not your turn to ask about our Wansheng Sect's affairs." Wang Jian scolded. After losing to Han Xu in the Endless Fire Domain last time, he has always been ashamed and unconvinced. He believes that Han Xu just happened to restrain his martial arts because of his bloodline. If there is no bloodline restraint, how could Han Xu be his opponent.

"He is Han Xu..." After Wang Jian revealed his identity, whispers came from all around.

Now, Han Xu himself doesn't know that he is already the most popular figure in the upper realm. His name is spreading wildly in the three realms. After the battle between the Endless Fire Domain and Taiyi Dao, the battle of Wanmei Villa has gradually spread, but no one knows the specific details of this battle.

The false reputation of Wanmei Villa as the world's first sword has been temporarily preserved.

Others didn't know Han Xu's background, but Wang Jian knew it best. Han Xu could almost be called half a demon, and he already had the blood of the demon king, and appeared in the North Sea at this critical moment.

Therefore, if Han Xu continued to move forward, it would likely affect the plan of the Wansheng Sect. Therefore, Wang Jian and several core disciples secretly communicated that Han Xu must be kept here no matter what.

"Be careful not to fight with demon spirits. His blood power can suppress our demon spirits."

"Then how to fight?"

"According to the other strongest techniques you practice, integrate the power of demon spirits into use."

After Wang Jian finished speaking, he cast a spell with both hands, and the thousands of feet long golden dragon behind him suddenly shrank, and finally turned into a dragon spear and was held in Wang Jian's hand.

"Han Xu, since we last parted, I have been thinking about how to defeat you." Wang Jian walked towards Han Xu with a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear rubbed a series of sparks on the ground.

Han Xu said expressionlessly: "So do you think you have found it?"

"Of course, now I can exert the same combat power without relying on the demon spirit." Wang Jian said this, and the distance between him and Han Xu was only a few dozen meters.

He waved his spear, and the powerful true energy stirred up a storm. When other Wansheng Sect disciples saw Wang Jian use it in this way, they followed suit, turning the demon spirit into a weapon, or directly integrating it into their own true energy.

In short, the demon nature of the demon spirit was suppressed to the greatest extent, allowing them to use the power of the demon spirit while trying not to be affected by the suppression of blood.

Han Xu also admired Wang Jian a little. In order to avenge his arrow, he actually practiced a new technique in a short time, and practiced it to a very high level. He deserved the title of the first of the three generations of Tianhuang Realm.

But is this enough?

Of course not.

Wang Jian attacked Han Xu with an unparalleled aura of bravery, and a huge wave of ten thousand feet was raised behind him, as if he had become the golden dragon in the sea that could stir up the storm.

Wang Jian did not hold back or test this attack, and he used all his strength directly, because he knew that if he gave Han Xu a chance, he would not have any chance.

Han Xu must be suppressed from the beginning.

But the reality was far from his imagination.

Han Xu raised his hand, and the power of his true essence condensed into a heavy sword suspended in front of him. He took a bow step forward, naturally grasped the hilt, and swung the sword from top to bottom.

His movements were not fast, and he did not have much momentum until the moment his sword fell.

A heavy breath like a mountain swept out, and wherever the sword passed, sword energy shot out, crisscrossing and hitting the ten thousand feet of waves.

Of course, it also hit Han Xu.

When he really fought with Han Xu's sword energy, he realized how big the gap between him and Han Xu was, and how naive his previous thoughts were.

This time, Han Xu even took the initiative to restrain the breath of his demon king bloodline before he made a move, and swung the sword completely relying on the power of his own cultivation. At first, Wang Jian thought Han Xu was arrogant and thought he would regret it.

But when the spear in his hand collided with Han Xu's sword energy, everything was very different from what he imagined.

The power contained in the sword energy was far beyond Wang Jian's imagination. The spear transformed by the demon spirit in his hand only lasted less than a breath before it shattered.

Because this spear was transformed by the demon spirit that was closely related to him, when the spear was shattered, Wang Jian was also severely injured and vomited blood, but all this did not end there. After destroying his demon spirit, the angry sea golden dragon, Han Xu's sword energy fell directly on him.

Wang Jian never thought that he would be defeated so thoroughly by a peer, without even the slightest chance of resistance.

Just when everyone thought that Wang Jian would be torn to pieces by Han Xu's sword energy, a blue halo lit up on his body, blocking Han Xu's sword energy.

However, when the sword energy dissipated, the blue halo also disappeared.

Wang Jian's figure also disappeared.

It was obvious that Han Xu's attack activated the treasure that Wang Jian used to save his life and sent him somewhere else.

Wang Jian was the chief disciple of the Wansheng Sect. It was normal for him to have one or two life-saving treasures with him, but the other disciples present did not have such treatment. When they saw Han Xu turn around and face them, they were all shocked.

However, Han Xu did not say much. He climbed onto the back of the Golden Winged Dapeng and turned into a black dot in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the distance.

Although Han Xu did not do anything to them, there were still some surviving demons on the island, and those who survived until now were all great demons above the realm of creation.

They just bowed down and saluted in the direction of Han Xu, with respect and awe in their eyes, but when Han Xu left, there was only murderous intent in their eyes.