Deep shock and disbelief appeared in Zhang Wanru's pupils.
The power suppressed in her body was too vast, and she couldn't break through it no matter what means she used. What was going on?
"Um?"
Just when there was a storm in her heart, she actually saw Ye Feng move.
"There is no direct hatred between you and me. I didn't kill your father, but Zhang Tianlong died in my hands. I can understand that you want to seek revenge from me!"
Under her sight, Ye Feng walked towards her step by step, completely unaffected by the confinement.
At this moment, Zhang Wanru was shocked, and the pride, confidence, and confidence in her heart instantly collapsed.
How could he not know what was going on? His body was imprisoned and all magical powers could not be used. The initiator of all this was Ye Feng.
How is it possible, how is it possible! Her mind went blank and she didn't understand why this was happening.
Ye Feng walked up to her, looked at her and said: "You have also seen that my strength is beyond your imagination. If it were before, I would kill you without hesitation, but now, you have not let me do it.
Qualifications, on the contrary, I want to see how far the once-in-a-century genius who was the pride of Tianshui City can go!"
Wow.
Confinement disappears.
Zhang Wanru regained her freedom, but at this moment her face was pale, her delicate body was trembling, and her mind was filled with what Ye Feng had just said.
She had never been so lost, so pitifully and completely defeated.
At this moment, she regretted it.
She regretted not killing Ye Feng earlier, which led to her growing up to such a terrible state, but now it was too late to regret anything. She knew deeply that she was no longer Ye Feng's opponent, and the difference was not even a little bit worse.
"What kind of skill is it to show off your power in front of a core disciple!"
Boom! Ye Feng didn't take a few steps.
A huge roar suddenly erupted in the sky above our heads.
The sound was so loud that it was like thunder rolling from the sky, bombarding all around.
The inner sect disciples and core disciples who were closer heard it.
They looked up one after another to see what was going on.
At the next moment, the point in the void suddenly burst out with nine-colored rays of light, penetrating from north to south, radiating to the surroundings, reflecting the entire Xuantian Sect, like a fairyland.
All the disciples looked at this scene infatuatedly. They had never seen such a magical scene, such magical powers and methods. Who on earth came here.
But soon, they understood.
I saw a man stepping out of the nine-colored glow, stepping on the rainbow light.
This man was wearing a golden robe, with a tall and straight body and a good temperament. As soon as he appeared, a huge pressure rumbled down. He was like a superior ruler, domineering, indifferent and ignoring everything.
The disciples below all around felt a sense of oppression, trembling, suffocation, and irresistibility under this pressure.
Too strong.
That's almost all the disciples and core disciples of the inner sect, but they couldn't even resist under this pressure.
They looked up at the figure descending from the sky, and upon seeing it, their expressions suddenly changed.
Po Jun! He is actually the successor of destiny, Po Jun.
Many of the disciples stood up in shock.
No wonder it has such terrifying power.
But how could such an existence appear here?
Almost all the disciples had expressions of shock, disbelief, and surprise.
The appearance of Po Jun was so unexpected.
After all, the successors of destiny generally do not appear in the sight of many disciples. Many disciples have never seen Po Jun, but only saw them in portraits. Now that they can see the successors of destiny with their own eyes, they all feel like they are dreaming.
.
As for Ye Feng alone, there was no surprise.
The moment the nine-colored glow appeared, he sensed a familiar aura, it was Po Jun.
I thought that Po Jun would cause trouble for him, but he didn't expect that he would follow Zhang Wanru so quickly. It seemed that this man, like Zhang Wanru, had the intention of killing him.
Especially the aura of Pojun.
It is much more powerful than Daluo Tianzhong's clone.
Under Ye Feng's induction, Po Jun's true strength should have reached around the eighth level of the Nine Star Secret Realm, making him an absolute high-level powerhouse.
"Ye Feng, you destroyed my clone, today is the time for you to repay!"
Under everyone's gaze, Po Jun landed on the ground and looked at Ye Feng with a playful look and a touch of sarcasm. He wanted to see what kind of qualifications Ye Feng had in front of him in his true body.
Unstoppable.
"What, Po Jun actually came for Ye Feng!"
At this moment, all the disciples understood.
But they didn't know when Ye Feng destroyed Po Jun's clone. Even Zhang Wanru on the side was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng actually offended Po Jun.
"No matter when it happens, Po Jun will definitely kill Ye Feng today!"
"Unexpectedly, Ye Feng was strangled by Po Jun just after being promoted to a core disciple. He was so unlucky!"
Some children feel very sorry.
"Humph, he deserves it. Who made him offend Po Jun? Although he has been a genius for hundreds of years, he has not grown up yet. This kind of person does not know how to tolerate. If he doesn't die, who will die!
"
There are also children who are full of sarcasm and ridicule.
In the hearts of all the disciples, although Ye Feng is powerful, he is still far from being able to compare with the Destiny Descendants. What's more, Po Jun is the most powerful among the Destiny Descendants, and they all believe that Ye Feng will definitely die.
However, Ye Fengruo ignored it, his face was calm, he looked at Po Jun, and said calmly: "Heir of the destiny, you do not hesitate to come here in person, just to kill me... Anyway, if you want to kill me, I will not let you go.
, let everyone see today how vulnerable the so-called successors of destiny are!!"
Ye Feng had nothing to fear. Although Po Jun was very powerful, it was within his expectations. Suppressing Po Jun was a piece of cake.
"What a loud tone!"
Many people were shaking their heads secretly, feeling arrogant and ignorant for Ye Feng. After all, the other party was a successor of destiny, not an elder Zhou or a core disciple. Ye Feng could just ask for mercy without saying anything nice, but he actually dared to speak to him like this. It was obvious.
He's looking for death.
Po Jun's eyes narrowed sharply.
Ice-cold murderous intent burst out from it, and with a hook of five fingers, streams of black air slanted out from the fingers, transforming into a substantial black net in the air, airtight, covering thousands of miles, directly wrapping Ye Feng
in it.
"This is... the Black Evil Universe Bag!"
Some of the disciples recognized him and immediately exclaimed.