Like a ghost, it lingers in people's minds and echoes in everyone's minds for a long time.
The void shook, and Mo Wangchen was seen drawing the Futian Divine Bow again, his spiritual power condensing on the string, and the terrifying arrows with supreme destructive power were aimed directly at the young man of the Shen family.
"you!"
The expression of the young Shen family member changed drastically, but at the same time, he was filled with fear inside.
The blow just now was his most powerful method, but he didn't expect that Mo Wangchen could resolve it so easily and even counterattack.
Just one arrow made him cough up blood and defeat him. This kind of strength is really too terrifying.
"Buzz!"
The space vibrated, and the arrows emitted supreme holy light, as if they had locked onto the target and would be shot out at any time.
Seeing this scene, the genius of the Shen family did not dare to hesitate at all, turned around directly, turned into a stream of light, and flew away.
"Everyone takes action together. Although this bow is powerful, it cannot be used all the time. When its energy is exhausted, the inheritance of the sages will surely be ours!"
Some people shouted deeply, although they were worried about the Futian Bow in Mo Wangchen's hand, but if they left like this, they would not be willing to do so.
Opportunities are often accompanied by dangers. If you don't dare to take this risk, then why bother to get ahead?
"kill!"
A cold voice came from Mo Wangchen's mouth. At this moment, he showed no mercy.
The inheritance of the God King must not fall into the hands of others. At this moment, facing the siege of geniuses all around, he could only kill a few people to cause a shock.
"laugh!"
Arrows flew across the sky, and surged up with the momentum that filled the sky.
The power of this arrow was even more terrifying than before. In just the blink of an eye, it fell on a genius approaching him.
"Bang!"
The blood mist dispersed, and the powerful force killed the opponent on the spot without even letting out a scream.
"Kill him!"
Some people yelled angrily, never thinking that Mo Wangchen actually dared to kill him, which undoubtedly angered everyone completely.
"Die!"
Suddenly, an angry voice sounded, and in an instant, above Mo Wangchen's head, the void burst, and a big hand covering the sky shrouded it.
The person who took action was clearly Zhou Jing. I don't know when he had already quietly approached behind Mo Wangchen. His terrifying big hand stirred up the surroundings, and the momentum created caused everyone around him to change their expressions.
"Um?"
Mo Wangchen raised his eyes and looked at the terrifying giant palm falling towards his head.
Obviously, Zhou Jing had been brewing this blow for a long time, and quietly came up behind him, intending to inflict a fatal blow on himself!
The power of the giant palm was extremely terrifying. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed, the world became dark at this moment, and the crazy air waves sent many people around it flying out on the spot.
However, what is unexpected is that in the face of Zhou Jing's full blow, Mo Wangchen had no intention of retreating.
He placed the Futian Bow behind his back with one hand, and suddenly stepped out with the other hand. In an instant, the rolling momentum rushed towards his palm as if it had been completely plundered.
"Lingtian Seal!"
The palm force is like a volcano erupting, forming a gas column that rolls out.
Mo Wangchen didn't hold back at all with this palm, and the terrifying power was approaching the falling hand.
"Boom!"
A shocking explosion erupted, as if the sky and the earth were wiped out, and the hot air swept in all directions. Some geniuses who could not escape were wiped out and turned into dregs on the spot.
"What a terrible encounter!"
"This Mo Wangchen is so powerful, but why have I never heard of his name before?"
Many people were shocked in their hearts, and their faces were extremely horrified. Even some geniuses in the late stage of Virtual Immortal Realm stopped now and did not dare to act rashly.
Obviously, the strength that Mo Wangchen unleashed, coupled with the Futian Divine Bow in his hand, made even these late-stage geniuses in the Void Fairy Realm feel threatened by their lives.
"Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"
In the sky, when the air waves gradually returned to calm, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, they saw a figure in white, who did not know when, had already arrived behind Zhou Jing.
The figure in white is none other than Mo Wangchen!
At this moment, his expression was indifferent and his eyes were cold. The moment the words came out, Zhou Jing's expression changed drastically.
However, just when Zhou Jing subconsciously wanted to escape from the place, Mo Wangchen stepped on the true secret of approaching, his body flashed away, and he was in front of Zhou Jing's eyes in an instant.
"you……"
"Whoosh!"
Before Zhou Jing could say anything, Mo Wangchen stretched out his hand and grabbed the other party's collar, "I gave you a chance just now, but unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it."
"You...what do you want to do?"
Feeling the murderous intent in Mo Wangchen's eyes, Zhou Jing's expression changed drastically, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He had no doubt that Mo Wangchen really wanted to kill him at this moment.
"Do you think you can leave here alive today?" Mo Wangchen's face was indifferent and his eyes were cold.
"You dare to kill me?!"
Although Zhou Jing was frightened, he still mustered up the courage. He believed that as a disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, no one in the Xuanwu League would dare to kill him easily.
"Why don't you dare?" Mo Wangchen asked.
"I am..."
Before Zhou Jing could finish speaking, Mo Wangchen sneered and looked at him disdainfully, "Are you the chief disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect?"
"If that's what you want to say, then it's a pity that you still cannot escape death today."
After finishing his words, Mo Wangchen stretched out his other hand and put his palm on Zhou Jing's head. Terrible energy fluctuations gathered in his palm. With just a little force, Zhou Jing's head would explode on the spot and he would die.
"No!"
At this moment, Zhou Jing was completely panicked. He had never felt that he was so close to death.
"You can't kill me. I am the great disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect. If I die, the Divine Sect will definitely not let you go. Don't Wangchen, if you know the truth, let me go. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you even to the end of the world.
Escape from the Shen Sect’s pursuit!”
Everyone around him fell silent, and only Zhou Jing's voice was heard.
Everyone held their breath. Just as Zhou Jing said, with his status as the top disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, how many people in the entire Xuanwu Alliance really dare to kill him?
The Yanhuang Divine Sect is one of the ten holy places, and its background is terrifying and unpredictable. If Zhou Jing really died here, they would definitely not let it go.
"I have heard this a lot before. To be honest, I have met many people like you. They always thought that there was a sect behind them, so no one dared to touch you. Unfortunately, I
I have never been afraid of power, do you want to know the final fate of those people?"
Mo Wangchen suddenly laughed, looking particularly bright.
But his smile, in Zhou Jing's eyes, was like a ghost, like the god of death coming to claim his life, which made people tremble uncontrollably.