The Zen sound is ethereal and sacred, and countless golden lights fall from the sky, giving people a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze. Chen Feng, dressed in golden scales, stands in the fantasy of a giant Buddha, like a god, sacred and solemn.【26nbsp;】
More than twenty fierce ghosts looked at the golden light in the sky and tried to run away in fear, but the golden light was too fast and did not allow them to dodge. It enveloped them in an instant.
The ear-piercing screams rang out, and the ghosts struggled painfully, grabbing their ears with both hands, as if they were trying to tear them off. But even so, they could not relieve their pain at all, and they could only scream in their tongueless throats.
A sharp scream.
"Bump!" The golden light spread across the sky, and more than twenty fierce ghosts shattered in unison. Countless golden lights penetrated their bodies like sharp swords, and then tore them into pieces and disappeared into ashes.
"Poof!" Zheng Min took a few steps back, a wisp of blood spilled from his mouth, the spirit-gathering mirror in his hand shook, and the red mist on it disappeared.
"Damn it!" Zheng Min ignored her injuries and quickly put away the spirit-gathering mirror and then looked angrily at Wenqing. As soon as she moved, she was about to rush towards Wenqing, but how could Chen Feng make her wish?
, countless golden rays of light came towards Zheng Min with a curling Zen sound.
"Tian Yan, Zhong Baichuan, what are you doing?" Wang Ruoyu still struggled to support his spiritual energy and prevent Ben Yue from being sucked away by the Qiankun Bag. However, Chen Feng was unstoppable. Even though Zheng Min and others had tried their best, they still couldn't.
Still at a disadvantage, Wang Ruoyu's only hope now is that Tian Yan, Zhong Baichuan, and Ying Fei can ### kill Wang Simiao and come to help.
The Zen sound flying across the sky was deafening. Seeing that Zheng Min was unable to step forward to kill Wenqing and Feiyu, he had no choice but to take action to block the Zen sound directed at him.
With a smile on his face, Chen Feng monopolized three powerful emperors. This level of prestige was something that few people in the inner realm could achieve. But today, he really did it, and he also had the upper hand.
However, Chen Feng never noticed that a pair of smiling eyes were looking at him quietly. This person had never made a move from the beginning to the present, so that he had completely ignored him.
"If you've had enough prestige, it's time to take a rest!"
The sound was like a thunder, suddenly ringing in Chen Feng's ears. Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and his whole heart suddenly fell to the bottom, because this person was the only person in the field who had the strength to compete with him, and among the monks present, he had the highest cultivation level.
The tallest person.
Turning his head in astonishment, Chen Feng looked in the direction of the sound in horror, but at a glance, Chen Feng felt his blood flowing backwards and his whole body was cold. He saw Yun Wuya, who was only half a meter behind him, looking cold.
He looked at himself, and his left hand was raised high, and then quickly slid down, pressing hard on the back of Chen Feng's heart.
A bright green light lit up, and Chen Feng felt a dazzling light that stung his eyes, followed by a heartbreaking pain from behind, and then a heart-stopping muffled sound.
, Chen Feng fell straight from the sky like a cannonball and hit the ground with a bang.
The Zen sound that filled the sky suddenly stopped, a huge pit several meters deep appeared on the ground, and the diffuse smoke and dust almost covered everyone's sight.
"Chen Feng..." Wenqing covered her mouth and exclaimed, dodged out of the shield and rushed towards the giant pit.
"Boss!" Wang Simiao shouted anxiously, but was unexpectedly hit in the chest by Zhong Baichuan. Then Wang Simiao spat out blood and swayed several times. Before he could stand still, he was hit by Tian Yan's sword.
Cutting at the neck, lightning surged in an instant, and the five-color divine flower surged. Wang Simiao screamed and fell straight to the ground.
Everything happened so suddenly, it could even be said to be a flash of lightning. Everyone looked up into the sky in astonishment, while Yun Wuya stood silently, with a proud sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"City Master Yun is really good at it!" Wang Ruoyu took the opportunity to take back Ben Yue, his face turned pale, he hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the deep pit on the ground with lingering fear, and said.
"Hey, City Lord Yun is indeed one of the few powerful men in the inner domain. I admire you, I admire you!" Zhong Baichuan, who successfully defeated Wang Simiao, turned his hand to take back the mountain-turning seal, his face full of joy and said with a smile.
"Stop talking nonsense and let's see how Chen Feng handles it!" Facing the compliments from several people, Yun Wuya said lightly, but when he looked at Wang Simiao, a trace of concern flashed across his face.
For some reason, when Yun Wuya saw Wang Simiao for the first time, he had a feeling of déjà vu, but he couldn't tell what it was like. In short, he vaguely felt that he should have seen this person somewhere, because every time he
Whenever I look at him, I always feel inexplicable fear!
"Okay!" Zhong Baichuan laughed and flew towards the big pit on the ground. When Zhong Baichuan came to the front of the big pit, he saw Chen Feng lying on the ground with his teeth bared, his expression extremely painful. Beside him,
There were also two female nuns squatting in tears.
"Hey, I didn't expect this boy to be so lucky. There are girls falling for him everywhere!" Speaking of this, Zhong Baichuan seemed to think of his white-haired granddaughter 'Zhong Ling', and he couldn't help but feel a little sentimental in his heart. 7e
!If Chen Feng hadn’t made a huge retreat in his cultivation in the Soul Land and stopped him in every possible way, I don’t know if my granddaughter would have gotten together with him.
"What are you going to do?" Wenqing noticed Zhong Baichuan's arrival, bit her silver teeth, and the autumn water in her hand instantly came out, and her smaller body stood straight in front of Chen Feng.
Under the sun, Wenqing looked pitiful with her teary eyes, but the stubbornness on her face was clearly revealed, she looked like a lioness who had just given birth, protecting her young cub!
"Go away!" Zhong Baichuan glanced at Wenqing in disgust, ignoring her vicious gaze and walked straight towards Chen Feng. A cold light flashed in Wenqing's eyes, and the Qiu Shui Sword turned into a green light, heading towards Zhong Baichuan
Cut it off.
The figure is agile, ethereal and gorgeous. The flashing figure is mixed with the sharp sword light, making Wenqing look heroic. However, her enemy is not other ordinary monks, but the powerful emperor who has been famous for a long time.
, the huge gap cannot be narrowed by relying on the ethereal figure.
Zhong Baichuan snorted coldly, glanced at Wenqing with disdain, then waved his hand, and a yellow light suddenly appeared, slamming towards Wenqing with the force of a mountain.
Wenqing was shocked. The powerful power made her feel extremely powerless. She wanted to dodge, but suddenly found that all her directions were locked by Zhong Baichuan's casual blow, and she had nowhere to escape.
"Boom!" There was an explosion, and Wenqing was like a kite with its string broken, flying straight out. The Qiushui sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and then a blood mist rose out of the air, and Wenqing let out a "wow" sound.
, blood surged wildly, and the whole person flew backwards, unconscious.
In just a few breaths of time, three of Chen Feng's four people were seriously injured, and no one knew what was going on. Only Feiyu stared at everything in front of him with his mouth open.
Before this, although Feiyu often helped Wenqing deal with some matters within the sect, compared with the situation at this time, it was undoubtedly insignificant. A burst of panic and confusion instantly swallowed up all Feiyu's reason, but regardless of
No matter what, Feiyu stood up tremblingly, staggering a little and standing in front of Chen Feng, his whole body shaking like chaff.
"Quack! The mantis' arms are blocking the car!" Zhong Baichuan saw the pale-faced Feiyu. He was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "It's so strange that such a small ant doesn't know how to move forward or retreat. How strange!"
"I am an ant, but I know what to do and what not to do. You...if you want to kill Chen Feng, kill me first!" Feiyu's voice was trembling, but his words were righteous and iron-clad.
Iron horses and spears, the feeling of fighting to the death in vain.
"Oh? Did you do something or not? Then I want to see how you didn't do it!" Zhong Baichuan's good mood after just defeating Wang Simiao was ruined by Feiyu's words. A fierce light surged on his face, and his big hands were straight.
Shoot towards Feiyu!
Feiyu's cultivation was only in the Dan Formation stage. Facing the oncoming powerful force, she didn't even dare to think of avoiding it. She was very scared, even to the point of death. She never thought that one day she would be like this.
Faced with a powerful emperor, her remaining faith clearly told her that sometimes, responsibility and dignity are more important than life.
Huge palm prints rushed towards Feiyu. Feiyu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly. His body was shaking even more fiercely. But just when the handprints were imprinted on Feiyu's body, a murderous intention shot up into the sky, and his face was full of blood.
The bloody Chen Feng suddenly stood up and clapped one hand in the air. Rolling blood flowed out, shattering his handprints with a bang. Then Chen Feng pulled Feiyu behind him and said breathlessly: "Zhong Baichuan,
If I, Chen Feng, don’t die today, I will definitely wash your entire Zhong family with blood!”
"Chen Feng?" The handprint was shattered, and Zhong Baichuan backed away like a frightened mouse, looking at Chen Feng in horror.
Everyone in the sky frowned. They didn't expect Chen Feng to be able to fight again after receiving such a powerful blow from Yun Wuya. They couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Yun Wuya.
However, Yun Wuya was standing in the air, looking at Chen Feng incomprehensibly, whose scales had receded and returned to his original appearance. From beginning to end, there was an incomprehensible smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Ahem...go see Simiao!" Chen Feng coughed twice, spit out bloody saliva, bared his teeth, and said to Feiyu.
The sudden change made Feiyu slightly stunned, but then his face lit up with joy, he nodded quickly and rushed towards the place where Wang Simiao fell.
The viciousness on Chen Feng's face added a sense of chill to the air. Everyone looked at Chen Feng solemnly, not knowing what to say, but Yun Wuya suddenly smiled and said: "There is no need to be afraid at the end of a strong crossbow.
!”
After saying these words, Yun Wuya disappeared from the sky with a bang. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Chen Feng. A pair of eyes containing supreme domineering flashed past, and the turbulent sea of air suddenly rose, and the cold
The words came out loudly: "Let me, Yun Wuya, teach you what a true late-stage emperor monk is..."
