Chapter 682: Quasi-King level, fighting the Son of God!
Chu Feng looked at these handwritings from a distance and became more and more alert.
This should be a quasi-king-level human master!
Powerful and stern.
In the past, when I was fighting on this battlefield, I encountered the king of the Dou Zhan clan and fought to the death with him.
In the end, although he killed the opponent, he was severely injured and unable to recover.
He died.
Very safe and fulfilled its mission!
"Senior, rest in peace!" Chu Feng sighed softly, whispering in his heart that he has great respect for such a sage!
The mighty powers of the vast universe step into the battlefield of gods and demons, and survive a narrow escape. In the same realm, it is difficult for human warriors to compete with the creatures from outside the territory.
but.
Masters like Chen Fengyun emerge one after another, fighting for the lives of the people behind them, carrying heavy burdens on their shoulders, and burying their bones in other places!
Chu Feng took a deep breath.
He was about to get closer to the body of this powerful man, but at this moment.
From a distance, a stream of light burst out from afar. It was a broken spear, with only the remaining part remaining, like a divine weapon, pointing directly at Chu Feng.
"who!"
Chu Feng's eyebrows skipped a beat, and his mind instantly captured it.
He turned around and struck a palm, shattering the spear directly.
And at this moment.
Under the high mountains, a figure appeared here. He was wearing a golden battle armor. He was inexplicably tall, with long hair flying, and his body was shining brightly, like a god.
"Fight the Holy Son!"
Many people exclaimed.
Some geniuses looked sideways, stopped and looked at this place from a distance.
The fighting clan, this generation of monsters!
Fight the Holy Son!
Everyone was shocked. They did not expect that the Holy Son of Douzhan would arrive at this moment and attack Chu Feng directly!
"The Holy Son of Douzhan has come forward and points his sword at Chu Feng!"
"I knew that he would not survive forever, but I didn't expect that at this moment, the Holy Son Douzhan would take action himself!"
There are alien beings who sneer.
They were distracted and watching this place, eager for the Holy Son to fight and kill this arrogant human race genius directly.
"Excess and arrogance will lead to life and death!"
"That's what this person is like. The powerful people he offended were not just Daxia, but also the Douzhan clan!"
High up in the tomb of the First King, the silver-haired boy whispered and smiled coldly.
The Holy Son of Dou Zhan took action to delay Chu Feng so that he could have a chance to seize the treasure tree.
"The Dou Zhan clan ranks extremely high, and the Holy Son among them is even more talented. It is said that he is expected to challenge stronger ones and improve the clan ranking!"
"His realm is comparable to the seventh level of the Cave Heaven, and his strength is unparalleled, enough to crush him in adversity!"
"Chu Feng is dead!"
Some people's eyes lit up, like everyone in Daxia, wishing to see Chu Feng defeated and killed on the spot!
"I hope Chu Feng is fine!"
"I believe he has the strength to fight! Even if he is defeated, he will never be defeated!"
Chen Tian and others also looked at them sideways. They were bloody and climbing the mountain tomb. They encountered huge obstacles and could not distract themselves from helping. They could only pray in their hearts!
With the arrival of the Holy Son of Dou Zhan, eyes on every high mountain tomb fell on this place.
"Are you Chu Feng?"
The aura of the Holy Son of Douzhan flowed, and he stepped into the mountain in one step. The pressure of the strong man seemed to be useless, and could not hinder him in the slightest.
"it's me!"
Chu Feng raised his eyes, the Demonic Sword Sutra was circulating, and the sword energy was flying across the sky.
He is like an unsheathed sword, his aura rising steadily!
"That's good!"
Holy Son Douzhan nodded, "If you destroy my people, I will kill you!"
He was very domineering, his words were concise, and before he finished speaking, he was already halfway up the mountain. The body of the strong man immediately revived, but before he had time to take action, he punched and punched, and the punch marks were like thunder, directly blasting the body of the strong man away!
"So strong!"
"That physical body is at least the existence of the king, right? Even if he dies, his strength will be ten thousand, but it is still very capable of contending!"
"As a result, he knocked it away with one punch!"
"Dou Tian Zhan Di, the Supreme Holy Body, the Holy Son of the Du Zhan Clan, is really terrifying!"
Many people were amazed and moved.
A random punch from him is enough to knock back the strong body!
Such strength is shocking!
"You are a genius with good qualifications. It's just a pity that you are too weak. If you have any last words at this moment, you can tell them as soon as possible!" Saint Son Douzhan strode towards Chu Feng.
"Are you so confident that you can kill me?" The sword light in Chu Feng's eyes gradually converged.
"certainly!"
Holy Son Douzhan was full of confidence, "If these are your last words, then it is a pity that I can kill you with just a raise of my hand!"
next moment.
boom!
The Saint Son of Dou Zhan was shaken and rushed out, ignoring the pressure here as if it were nothing.
A shocking war broke out in an instant.
The Holy Son of Fighting fights against the Ninth Prince of Chu!
Everyone's eyes were attracted to them, waiting to watch the battle!
Boom!
The Holy Son of Dou Zhan is unparalleled in his dominance. With his steps, the mountains and rivers shake. With each punch and palm, he moves the sky and clouds thousands of miles away.
"The Holy Law of Ten Thousand Wars!"
His body glowed, emitting an incomparable brilliance.
Everyone in the Dou Zhan clan has the ultimate talent. During the battle, they improve themselves, live for fighting, die for fighting, and can understand their own supreme fighting method.
The Holy Light fights, the Holy Son fights with his long hair flying, and the fist seals burst. It is simple and incompetent, but it also implies boundless power.
Like a war saint, wielding the supreme fist seal.
Chu Feng's eyes flashed.
He also faced the attack. As he stepped forward, he pushed forward the true martial art. He also punched and punched. The corresponding holes opened and closed, and endless true martial energy poured down!