The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1183

Shoop!

The queen flashed in front of Austin and brandished the Rigid Fire Fan in her hand, aiming destructive flames at their opponents.

Forceful streams of cyan airflow swept over them with the blaze. Austin soon recognized that they were wind balls, which could spin rapidly in the air and could be as sharp as blades.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flames burned all over the archaic puppet, and the sharp wind balls were scraping against its body. It painted a picture of the inferno!

The archaic puppet slowed down, fighting hard against the aggressive flames and wind balls.

Moore, the elder of the Ghost Puppet Sect, nearly jumped out of his skin to witness the scene.

"Impossible!" The elder in a yellow robe was dumbstruck as well.

The wind balls knocked down the yellow sands he summoned as if they were feathers.

Each grain of his Corrosive Yellow Sand was more than ten thousand pounds but now were just blown away by those wind balls.

That was the real power of the Rigid Fire Fan.

Austin's eyes lit up when he saw how a mere wave of the Rigid Fire Fan took down both the archaic puppet and the Corrosive Yellow Sand summoned by his enemies. The queen was, indeed, mighty impressive!

He soon realized how he still had a long way before being able to exert one hundred percent of the Slaughtering Sword's power. Had he mastered the Slaughtering Sword, it would have been easy to end this fight in his favor.

Shoop!

The queen disappeared into thin air. In a split second, she flashed beside the elder in a yellow robe.

The queen moved like greased lightning. Even with the help of spiritual sense, a cultivator couldn't notice her coming.

Although the elder in a yellow robe also reached the Primal Holy Realm, his cultivation base was weaker than the queen's. Moreover, his bodily movement skill and spiritual sense could not even compare with hers.

He didn't even notice the queen's movement until she appeared next to him, sending a frigid chill down his spine.

Before he could even react, the queen had already ignited the Rigid Fire Fan in her hand, aiming an attack at him.

Fiery flames targeted him, and the scorching heat could turn everything into ashes. The cyan wind balls, meanwhile, were rushing towards him too.

"No!

Moore! Help!"

The fire had engulfed him in a blink of an eye, and the sharp wind balls scraped against his body. The pain almost killed him, but all he could do was screaming in agony.

In a matter of seconds, his robe had been burned into ashes, and his skin was scorched black.

Blood gushed down his roasted skin, and in just a flash, his head had turned into a charred black skull.

Before Moore could come to his aid and summon the archaic puppet, the elder had been completely burned into ashes and blown away by the wind balls––nothing was left of him.

A Primal Holy Realm cultivator just met his death instantaneously.

"Hart!"

Moore cried out with a panic-stricken look, rage surging up in his chest.

"How dare you! The Sky Sect will never let you go! They will definitely avenge Elder Hart!"

Moore screamed angrily as he summoned the archaic puppet to come in front of him. After he witnessed how the queen flashed next to Hart, he was afraid that the same thing would happen to him, so he used the archaic puppet as his shield.

He knew well he couldn't escape the queen's sneak attack.

Austin was over the moon to see the queen exerted the true and formidable power of the Rigid Fire Fan.

Now that they had gone through the crisis, Austin let out a deep sigh of relief.

As the intense pressure had gone away, Austin began feeling dazed. All of his strength faded away in a second, and he struggled to keep his balance.

He had poorly gotten injured during the aggressive fight.

Then Austin fainted and fell to the ground.

Not knowing how long he had been sleeping, Austin finally woke up.

The aching pain went through his body and almost killed him.

When he opened his eyes, Austin was greeted with a cave.

A bonfire illumined the cave.

The queen, meanwhile, was sitting in meditation beside the bonfire.