The three Demon Beasts didn't even see what hit them before their bodies were sliced into chunks of flesh.
"What kind of flying technique is that?"
"He's not using any air currents or directional thrusters!"
"Damn it, he's actually flying, not gliding!"
Inside the great hall, countless people stared with their heads tilted back, completely dumbfounded.
The mobility Han Feng was displaying completely surpassed their understanding of a technological product like the Wingsuit.
This wasn't technology.
This was the legendary Sword Flight!
"Han Feng…"
Zhang Hao muttered to himself, his eyes also filled with shock.
He knew Han Feng was strong, but he never imagined he was *this* strong.
In mid-air, Han Feng's Spiritual Vision was fully active.
The Spirit Bodies, which were difficult to harm with physical attacks, were nothing more than chaotic clusters of Spiritual Energy in his eyes.
A Spirit Body silently drifted toward him from the side, attempting to invade his body.
