The first thousand two hundred and forty-nine chapters demonized mad soul
The handsome Bei Chanfeng walked slowly into the field with his hands behind his back.
Facing the proud Wu Jianthief, he smiled slowly and said:
"Zhongtian, Bei Chanfeng! Learn your master's clever tricks!"
After saying that, he just stood there with a calm smile and did not show the slightest momentum.
But in the Tianwu square formation, Ye Xuan looked at Bei Chanfeng and frowned slightly.
This position is not simple!
Although Bei Chanfeng is not as arrogant as Chen Wuji, nor is he as domineering as Zhao Zhan.
But in this man's eyes, there was a sense of looking down on everything in the world.
That is a kind of calmness that does not take everything in the world seriously!
It was as if what he was facing was not the genius who claimed to be the number one master of his level, but a phantom or bubble that shattered at the touch of a touch!
"Hey, I don't need to know your name, because you were already dead from the moment you came on stage!"
Wu Jianpi smiled proudly, and his whole body cultivation exploded, setting off a wave that hit the sky.
Wu Jianpi is extremely confident. He has never been defeated among the geniuses of the Western Region.
This made him think that he was invincible among those at the same level. Even if he was not invincible on every continent, he was still invincible in the Western Region.
Through this battle, he will become famous all over the world, attract the admiration of countless beauties and the admiration of countless martial arts practitioners.
"I hope your combat power will be directly proportional to your confidence!"
Bei Chanfeng glanced at Wu Jianpian, with a smile on his lips, still holding his hands behind his back, as if a giant looked at the humble and invincible ant at his feet.
"You will know my fighting power soon! Die!"
When Wu Jianpian saw what the other party was doing, he laughed proudly.
Whoosh!
He slashed out with his sword, and the sword energy flew down into the air.
Bang!
Bei Chanfeng's expression remained unchanged and he did not use a weapon. He just slapped his palm and shattered the opponent's sword energy.
"kill!"
Wu Jiantuo shouted violently, his long sword swung with white light, and the sword shadow was heavy, cutting through the air to kill.
Boom boom boom!
The two fought fiercely together for a while.
Wu Jianpi attacked crazily, becoming more and more brave as he fought.
Bei Chan Feng's palm is densely covered with shadows, resisting all kinds of sword skills.
After firing twenty swords in a row, Wu Jianpi sneered.
"I have to say, you are really capable. No wonder you dare to play. However, if you only have this ability, you can die. Now let me show you how powerful I am!"
As Wu Jianpian said this, he suddenly flew up, holding the sword in both hands, and his eyes became filled with white light.
"Come out with my martial spirit and strike with the sword of heaven's punishment!"
Wu Jianpi floated in the sky, with a white light blooming behind him, and within it was the shadow of a sword with white light.
Waves of powerful sword power emerged from his body at this moment, all pouring into the sword in his hands.
"Look, Brother Wu is finally starting to show off his power!"
"As soon as his martial spirit comes out, Zhongtian martial arts cultivator will be defeated!"
"Kill him!"
There was a burst of shouting in the Tianwu square formation.
Bai Yinglan nodded and said, "This man's talent is indeed extraordinary, and his fighting power is not bad. From the momentum emerging from him, we can see that this sword must be very strong, and it will be difficult for the opponent to take it."
Raksha Lie also nodded in agreement. He was originally a little disdainful of Wu Jianthief's claim to be the best master, but feeling the opponent's momentum at this moment, he also felt that it would be difficult for him to take his sword.
In the field.
"It seems that you are finally going to use your strongest attack. In that case, I will go crazy too." Bei Chanfeng shook his head and smiled, but said with a rather helpless expression.
"Hmph, it's already reached this point, do you still want to resist? Go to hell! A sword of divine punishment!" Wu Jianthief held the sword in both hands, majestic.
With a 'boom' sound, his killing sword was slashed out.
This sword was so brutal that Sen Bai's sword energy seemed to tear apart the space and cut through the earth!
The cultivators in Tianwu Continent cheered for a while, and they all felt the power of this sword.
Although it seems like a simple sword, it turns into countless sword shadows, and each sword shadow is very powerful!
But at this moment, when countless sword shadows and Senbai sword energy were about to kill Bei Chan Feng.
"Howl~~!"
The Tianwu cultivators heard an inhuman long howl coming from Bei Chanfeng's mouth, and a powerful and violent aura suddenly burst out from Bei Chanfeng's body, containing an extremely violent and cruel aura.
Ye Xuan frowned. He looked through the layers of sword shadows and saw Bei Chan Feng among them. At this moment, his eyes turned green, his body underwent huge changes, and about an inch of fangs poked out of his mouth.
The skin on his face exuded little bits of green light, and instantly condensed into green scales, and his body also grew taller at the same time.
"Oops! He is a high-level demonized mad soul!" Commander Sun was also shocked.
And at this moment, time seems to have slowed down slightly. Bei Chanfeng's martial arts cultivation has actually climbed from the first level of the Holy King Realm to the third level of the Holy King Realm!
'Boom!' The next moment, the sky full of sword shadows and sword energy slashed at Bei Chanfeng, and Wu Jianpian's long sword stabbed directly into Bei Chanfeng's eyebrows. This person did not dodge at all, but Wu Jianpian
What is horrifying is that when the war sword pierced the green scales between Bei Chanfeng's eyebrows, it was unable to pierce at all!
On the contrary, Bei Chanfeng emitted a terrifying wave of energy, which directly bounced Wu Jianpi Lianjian and others away.
‘Boom!’ The next moment, Bei Chanfeng completely evolved, and his entire body turned into a scaled monster over two feet tall, with auras of the peak of the third level of the Saint King Realm revealed!
"This is the legendary high-level demonized mad soul!?" Wu Jianpi's face was in disbelief.
"Let's run away quickly, junior brother, he's really perverted again!" Chen Wuji said with a smile.
Zhao Zhan and several other disciples also laughed.
At the same time, Wu Jianpian was stunned when Bei Chanfeng across from him suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Wu Jiandai was startled, and then his eyes flashed as a green-armored monster suddenly came in front of him with a fierce wind!
"One of you will die first!" The green-armored monster let out an inhuman grin and grabbed it with one claw.
"Don't look down on people!" Wu Jiantuo's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily. The white light in front of him suddenly formed a thick white light shield, blocking the captured demon claws.
‘Bang!’ There was a muffled sound.
‘Crack!’ The white light shield shattered. In Wu Jianthief’s shocked and disbelieving eyes, the demonic claw pierced through his defensive shield in a flash and pierced his heart.
"Ah!" Wu Jiantuo screamed pitifully, and his soul flew out of his head in an instant, desperately escaping back towards Tianwu.
His soul was full of panic and fear.
But just as his Yuanhun flew less than ten feet away, a green demonic figure arrived in front of his Yuanhun again like a phantom. The demonic wind formed a huge formation and the demonic claws suddenly probed.
Suddenly, I felt a huge pain in my soul, dizziness, dizziness, and finally lost consciousness completely.
His soul was directly crushed by the demonized Bei Chan Feng Shengsheng!
In the distance, many martial arts cultivators in Tianwu took a breath of cold air when they saw it. Wu Jianthief was also defeated and died!
"Senior Brother Wu..."
"Wu Tianjiao..."
The people in the Western Region were shocked. The powerful Wu Jianthief was actually defeated!
"You all must die!" In the field, Bei Chan Feng's demonized monster looked up to the sky and roared, his voice extremely cruel.
The Tianwu cultivators were silent again.
Sure enough, there is a conspiracy in the Zhongtian Continent, and even the first level of the Saint King Realm has extremely powerful combatants, who are even more terrifying than the first two realms.
Sun He looked at his old rival Fang Ji with a proud smile on his face, and his old face kept twitching.
In the third game, is it going to be the same disastrous defeat again!?