With Mozasang's soul as the center, a wave of soul energy swept towards the surroundings.
Although Mo Zhasang's soul body had been whipped to pieces by Chen Feng, the fact that he had condensed his soul body showed that his soul strength was still extremely high.
At this time, the soul was destroyed, the energy also impacted the surroundings, and the invisible force swept through everyone's hearts.
They stood there, although their bodies did not move, they all felt as if they were in the middle of strong winds and huge waves, and might be overturned at any time.
Fortunately, this feeling did not last long, and everyone recovered, but they felt as if they were dreaming.
"How could this happen? Master, master gathered his soul and used a unique skill like soul-killing, but actually, he couldn't kill him?"
"Master!"
Several of Mozasang's disciples were instantly grieved and knelt on the ground, looking at Mozasang's body with tears streaming down their faces.
They did not practice the art of spiritual descending, but they were very aware of Mo Zhasang's situation.
Mo Zhasang's soul body is his foundation. If the soul body is beaten to pieces, it means that it cannot die anymore. Even if the body is still alive, it is of no use.
Moreover, once the soul dies, the body will also die quickly and cannot last for long.
Unless one is like Chen Feng, who has developed a special physique like the Medicine God Immortal Body, which is extremely powerful, even if the soul dies, the body can still be preserved.
Because his physical body has reached a level comparable to a magic weapon, there is no need to worry about dying.
"This, this is death?"
Duan Tianya swallowed hard. Although Chen Feng won, it was exactly what he wanted to see. It was still too shocking to win in such an amazing way.
"What kind of method did he use just now? He actually condensed a weapon and beat Mozasang to death with a whip. That was definitely not a weapon made of condensed true energy. It should also be condensed of mental power."
Duan Tianya was thinking in his mind.
When you reach the realm of heaven and human beings, the energy in your body will turn into true energy. After you reach a high level of cultivation, you can transform your true energy into shape, condense your energy into weapons, and have many methods.
However, it is very difficult to achieve this level of mental strength.
This requires extremely high mental strength.
Chen Feng and Mo Zhaosang have obviously reached this level.
Elder Ying and others who originally expected Mo Zhasang to kill Chen Feng were stunned for a moment. Their faces were ashen and they looked at Chen Feng with eyes full of fear and despair.
Whether it is Ling Wu Xuan or Mo Zha Sang, they are definitely extremely powerful beings in the Heavenly Realm.
However, such a strong man died in the hands of Chen Feng, and Chen Feng still won so easily, it was almost like an instant kill.
"How far has his strength reached?"
"Is it true that no one is his opponent?"
Elder Jing felt sad in his heart. He believed that Chen Feng was definitely not invincible. There must be people who could defeat Chen Feng, but those people were not within his reach.
"Whether it is the physical body or the strength of his soul, he has reached an extremely advanced level. He must have a place on the martial arts emperor's list!"
A gray-haired martial arts master said with emotion.
His potential is limited, reaching the current level is already the limit, but his understanding of the martial arts world is very deep, and he has even dabbled in some things in the heaven and human realm.
However, Chen Feng's strength is almost comprehensive, and there is no weakness at all.
"A place?"
Another grandmaster next to him exclaimed: "It's more than just a place. With the strength he has shown and his youth, in my opinion, ranking him first is not an exaggeration at all."
"However, although I don't know how strong people like the Dragon Emperor and Sword Emperor are, I feel that no matter how powerful they are, they may not be as strong as Chen Fengqiang!"
"In the future, there will be another emperor on the list of martial arts emperors, the Wind Emperor!"
"Wind Emperor!"
Many people were awe-inspiring and looked at Chen Feng with awe and admiration, silently reciting this name in their hearts.
Even for those who are powerful in the Heavenly Realm, not everyone can have a title. For example, Duan Tianya has just stepped into the Heavenly Realm and has not yet reached the stage of becoming an emperor.
But Chen Feng has the strength and qualifications.
Some of these titles are related to the skills or weapons they practice, such as the Sword Emperor, and some are related to their identity and name, such as the Dragon Emperor.
Chen Feng's strength is so comprehensive that it would be more appropriate to name him by his first name.
"Congratulations Mr. Chen."
When Duan Tianya heard the discussions around him, his heart moved.
He didn't want to let go of this opportunity to show off, so he quickly took the initiative to greet him and congratulated loudly: "Killing two powerful Celestial Realm masters one after another is enough to crown the emperor and become the Wind Emperor!"
"I've seen the Wind Emperor!"
Everyone else quickly followed suit and saluted Chen Feng. Even the very old men bowed down respectfully.
This is respect for the strong, strength is respected!
However, the people from the Wuling tribe and Mo Zhasang's disciples did not salute, and they all looked at Chen Feng with complicated expressions.
They felt sad in their hearts, but they did not dare to have the slightest hatred.
Even Mo Zhasang and Ling Wuxuan were killed by Chen Feng. They had no strength to take revenge. If Chen Feng was too angry and killed them all, no one would stand up for them.
"Haha, my master is the Wind Emperor!"
When Wu Di heard the sounds around him, he laughed excitedly.
However, when he was about to continue to flatter Chen Feng, he found that he could not open his mouth. Then he noticed that Chen Feng glanced at him and knew that it was Chen Feng who moved his hand.
He quickly kept a smile on his face, but Chen Feng didn't pay attention to him. This was a gag spell, it didn't last long, and it would be lifted automatically after a while.
The mountain breeze was blowing, but it was not as strong as before and seemed much gentler.
Plop!
Mozasang's body lost its vitality and fell to the ground, lifeless.
Chen Feng flew back to the top of the mountain, landed on the ground, and scanned the surroundings with his deep eyes. When he landed on Mo Zhasang's disciples, he said: "Ji Pu provoked me first and was killed by me. Your master wants to take revenge, but he has already
He died in battle. If you also want to take revenge, you can take action now, or you can find me later."
"Chen...Lord Fenghuang!"
Mo Zhasang's second disciple was the most stable. He quickly shouted: "Our master has died in your hands. How dare we take action against you? To be able to fight you fairly and die in your hands is, to the master,
It’s also an honor.”
"Since you don't want revenge, then go back to where you came from. In addition, you better not to step into China's territory in the future, and you should not try to play dirty tricks on the people around me.
Take action, otherwise, I don't mind letting you experience what it means to live worse than death."
After Chen Feng said that, he looked at Elder Ying and others: "As for your Wuling tribe..."
"Lord Fenghuang, you and the old clan leader also made an appointment to fight, and the old clan leader died in the battle. Although we are grieved, we dare not feel the slightest resentment towards you. We only ask that you can let us, the Witch Spirit Tribe go."