Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1855 - 1854: I Grant You—Avatar Death!

As soon as Ren Qinghuan’s words fell, everyone turned their gaze towards Su Han.

Wei Ziyan did this, as did Wei Pingfeng, and also...

Yun Qianqian, Nangong Yu, Xiao Yuhui, Xiao Yuran!

The expressions in their eyes were the same, a strange look fixed on Su Han, as if saying, "We told you there’s something between you two, and you’re still denying it?!"

"Father, go for it!"

Su Qing waved her fist, cheering for Su Han.

Su Yao, on the other hand, shook her head gently when Su Han looked towards her: "Father, you’re really doomed this time..."

Su Han was thoroughly defeated by this pair of children.

Faced with Xiao Yuhui and others, he could speak freely, saying whatever he wanted.

But at this moment, with four wives present, even if Su Han truly had feelings for Ren Qinghuan, he still had to consider her feelings!

Awkwardly rubbing his nose, Su Han couldn’t help but turn back to look at Ren Qinghuan.

Before he could speak, Xiao Yuhui shouted: "To think that the Sect Master of the Silver Moon Sect could indulge his son like this, aiding his tyrannical ways, and even attempt to forcibly seize a woman. How could such a person become a Sect Master? Truly in a vast forest, there are birds of every kind!"

"And who are you?" Wei Pingfeng gave Xiao Yuhui a glance.

"I am his wife!" Xiao Yuhui pointed at Su Han.

"Oh?"

Wei Pingfeng suddenly smiled oddly: "It’s quite interesting, flirting with other women right in front of your wife. I suppose you’re not much better yourself!"

Su Han’s expression turned cold, and he immediately wanted to speak.

But Xiao Yuran beat him to it, deliberately saying, "I am willing to let Su Han flirt around, what can you do? Besides, Sister Qinghuan is so beautiful, pairing with my Su Han isn’t without reason. This should be called mutual feelings, how can it be called flirting? Do you think everyone is as filthy as those in your Silver Moon Sect?"

"You’re also his wife?"

Wei Pingfeng’s expression darkened, letting out a cold snort: "You have some fortune, having so many beautiful wives. But unfortunately, your good fortune ends here today!"

"This sect asks you, do you agree or not?!"

Su Han opened his mouth, only to hear four simultaneous voices from behind.

"We—do not agree!"

Su Han suddenly turned his head, looking at Xiao Yuhui and the other three women, while Ren Qinghuan also showed a hint of a different color, a slight red blush appearing beneath her cold face.

"Father, don’t trust women’s words. Mother’s words always have two sides, I think you’re really doomed..." Su Yao shrugged at Su Han.

Su Han felt a bit of a headache, not wanting to speak more on the matter, unleashing Extreme Night directly towards Wei Pingfeng.

"If you wish to die, come."

"You haven’t made the right choice..."

Wei Pingfeng was immediately enraged, and dozens of avatars at this moment, simultaneously released immense auras, identical to the Third-Grade Divine Sea Realm!

"Swish swish swish..."

The next instant, these dozens of avatars all besieged Su Han, moving so fast that even if others wanted to help resist, they couldn’t.

And Su Han didn’t need anyone’s help to resist!

"However many avatars you have, I shall slay them all!"

With a cold snort, Su Han’s Extreme Night swept out—

"Three Swords of God Slaying, the first strike!"

"Swish!"

The astonishing sword light at this moment transformed into five thousand feet long, centered around Su Han, sweeping out in a circular motion!

"Boom boom boom..."

A terrifying renomination exploded at this instant, and a third of those avatars were completely slain!

Blood splattered across the sky, and bodies rapidly disintegrated, yet Wei Pingfeng still seemed indifferent.

It was as if even though these avatars had bodies, he hadn’t invested effort in them, so he didn’t care.

Outside the southern gate in the starry sky, at this moment there were only two people fighting. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Whether those from the Phoenix Sect, Heavenly Mountain Pavilion, or the Silver Moon Sect, Mutang Sect, and other sects, none of them made a move, tactfully waiting for the result.

This was a battle between two leaders, and undoubtedly, the outcome would determine the morale on both sides!

"Swipe swipe swipe..."

That third of the avatars were slain, but with a wave of his palm, Wei Pingfeng caused a massive number of avatars to appear again.

This time, combined with those remaining from before, their number reached a hundred!

Moreover, each of these hundred avatars exuded the aura of the Third-Grade Divine Sea Realm.

"Just look, how’s my sect’s Avatar Technique?"

Wei Pingfeng sneered: "You have that imprisoning technique, truly impressive, but with a hundred avatars here, I want to see how you’ll imprison them!"

It had to be said, Wei Pingfeng indeed had some skill.

Even without truly strong power, this kind of avatar technique was already superb, making it difficult to tell them apart.

"Combined Strike!"

The next moment, Wei Pingfeng spoke again, the hundred figures simultaneously seated in a meditative position, hands raised to the sky, forming a giant hand, which merged in an instant, crashing towards Su Han with a thunderous roar.

"Second strike!"

As Su Han spoke, Extreme Night swept out once more, this time the sword light reached eight thousand feet!

"Boom boom boom..."

A fierce scream shook the surrounding starry sky, and with a stroke, Wei Pingfeng’s hand shattered, with fully half of the avatars exploding into blood mist at this moment.

Strangely, these avatars possessed only bodies, without any Primordial Spirit.

"You can kill, as can I craft!"

Wei Pingfeng’s eyes showed sarcasm, as the remaining fifty or so avatars began splitting, from one to two, two to four, four to eight...

In just an instant, over a thousand figures emerged!

"Hiss!!!"

Seeing these figures, many people took a deep breath.

With just this avatar technique, Wei Pingfeng stood at the Peak among the Third-Grade Divine Sea Realm, not invincible, but undoubtedly at the top.

With so many avatars as cover, even a Fifth-Grade, Sixth-Grade, or even Seventh-Grade Divine Sea Realm would find it hard to kill him.

"You ungrateful wretch!"

Su Han’s expression turned ice-cold, and the third sword light of ten thousand feet appeared.

However, this ten-thousand-foot sword light hovered in the air, not yet descending.

"This third strike, I am reserving for your true body!"

With a cold snort, witnessing the arrival of numerous avatars, Su Han swiftly retreated.

During his retreat, astonishing magic elements gathered from all directions, with a magic fruit appearing in his hand.

With one bite, the magic elements erupted once more, almost forming a vortex, completely absorbed by Su Han.

"I, Su Han, in the name of the First Magic God, gather the Power of the Undead to bestow upon you, Wei Pingfeng... avatar death!"