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Chapter 42 Three moves!

boom!

A punch without any flashiness was directed towards Feng Qianjue.

This punch looks ordinary, without even the slightest fluctuation of energy, just like children fighting, trying to punch to the flesh!

Feng Qianjue smiled contemptuously, thinking that Feng Wuji would have some unique combat skills, but the result was nothing more than this.

Without the slightest hesitation, he struck with a punch, just like the roar of the energy of the ocean waves, overwhelming the sky and the earth!

A cyclone condenses crazily, carrying the power of confinement, suppressing the surroundings, making it inevitable!

boom!

The two fist shadows collided fiercely, causing the battle platform to collapse by three inches. Violent ripples, with the two as the center, burst out crazily, and cracks like cracks spread layer by layer!

The onlookers all around retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by the shock!

"you……"

Feng Qianjue's face was filled with disbelief!

He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary punch would actually contain such terrifying power, as if it was being crushed by a mountain...

It's like a thousand giant waves stacking up and hitting you directly, completely unable to shake it!

A huge vortex of vitality appeared behind him, and countless vitality from heaven and earth gathered crazily to offset the impact of this punch.

"Feng Qianjue, you are nothing more than that."

Feng Wuji smiled coldly, and the dark Yuan Power swept in, filled with a fierce killing aura. He suddenly dodged and punched Feng Qianjue's chest again!

"Black Yuan Power, your bloodline..." Feng Qianjue's expression was solemn, and his whole body was supported and swayed by Yuan Qi, exuding an astonishing momentum!

Not only him, but also the Fengfu clan members who were watching were shocked.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuji, who has always been considered a waste, actually has a Xuan-level bloodline, and it seems that he is no weaker than Feng Qianjue!

"Didn't you say that you can destroy me in three moves?"

Feng Wuji said contemptuously: "It's a pity, I only need three moves. Just now was the first move."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qianjue's figure rioted, and his expression twisted to a ferocious level.

"How dare you pretend to be so powerful despite your brute strength? I will make you understand that the gap between realms cannot be offset by great strength!"

As he spoke, the whole person turned into an afterimage, a strong wind emerged, and fist shadows came overwhelmingly!

Under the vortex of vitality, it can restrain the opponent's body!

"Yeah?"

Feng Wuji remained motionless, letting the shadows of fists fall from the sky.

Suddenly, his whole body was shaken, and the vortex of vitality that imprisoned him collapsed into pieces!

Just point it out!

call out!

The snow-white light condensed on the fingertips, attacking from across the air, forming a high-pressure air wave that instantly penetrated Feng Qianjue's fist shadow.

"puff……"

A mouthful of black blood suddenly spurted out. Feng Qianjue fell to the ground in shock. He lowered his head and found that his left shoulder blade was all bloody and bloody, leaving only a bloody hole the size of his thumb!

"impossible!"

Feng Qianjue looked like a sealed demon, with disheveled hair, completely unable to accept the fact that he was injured by Feng Wuji!

Half a while ago, he was fighting one against three, and was hailed as the number one young man in the Feng Mansion, possessing supreme prestige!

But at this moment, he was actually injured at the hands of a loser. What made him even more unbearable was that the opponent's level was lower than his!

"This is the second move."

Feng Wuji walked slowly towards Feng Qianjue step by step, his eyes cold.

Those onlookers were all stunned, obviously shocked by the scene before them.

"How can it be?"

Feng Taixuan and the Great Elder looked at each other in the distance, and their eyes gradually became gloomy. The domineering Yuan Power slowly gathered, making the robes bulge.

"You are looking for death!"

Feng Qianjue has been hailed as a genius since he was a child and has been held high by everyone. But now, a loser who has never been looked down upon by him is actually trampling on him with such a condescending attitude?

When had he ever experienced such humiliation?

The energy all over his body burned, and black air waves rose up. At this moment, Feng Qianjue looked like a fierce god shrouded in black flames!

The vortex of vitality gathered on the surface of the body, and the momentum rose rapidly. Then, he jumped up crazily, like a meteor falling to the ground, and directly punched down hard, falling from the sky!

For a moment, the clothes were torn to pieces and torn apart by the violent air waves!

Whoosh!

Feng Wuji punched the sky!

The moment the fists collided, Feng Wuji suddenly bullied himself, his right leg flew down with the force of the wind, and struck directly on Feng Qianjue's shoulder.

call out!

A violent wind surged out of Feng Qianjue's body. He frantically mobilized the energy of heaven and earth to resist this kick!

But then, a deep look of horror appeared in his pupils!

A heroic face became extremely distorted.

"No!"

Feng Wuji paid no attention to it and said coldly: "Feng Qianjue, this is the third move!"

boom!

The huge force of 90,000 kilograms exploded to the limit at this moment, and a trace of cruelty appeared in his eyes!

Click...

The sound of broken bones resounded. Feng Qianjue's right fist was connected to his arm, and it was shattered inch by inch. His neck tilted, and traces of scarlet blood seeped out from his skin. Ninety percent of his bones had been broken!

"It's your honor to die under my three moves." Feng Wuji whispered: "From the beginning to the end, you, Feng Qianjue, have never been taken seriously by me."

Feng Qianjue's eyes were full of disbelief!

Could it be...

From the beginning, the Joker was always himself?

"Die."

Feng Wuji's eyes were cold, and he slapped Feng Qianjue's body away with one palm. Then he swung his fist again and smashed it out!

"stop!"

At this moment, a ferocious aura swept over the sky, Feng Taixuan's robes fluttered, and he rushed over and blocked Feng Qianjue!

"Feng Wuji, you are crazy. In order to improve your cultivation level, you have not hesitated to practice magic skills. You have made breakthroughs in a short period of time. You have gone crazy!"

"We have no room for a demon like you in our closed mansion!"

As he said that, a claw tore out crazily and blasted directly towards his Dantian!

"Old man, I knew you had such despicable methods!" Feng Wuji's eyes were red, and in a flash, he took out the ancient sword from the ring and struck it down with one strike!

Seeing this familiar ancient sword, Feng Taixuan was shocked, and a bad premonition filled his heart!

Real dragon power!

The nine phantoms of the divine dragon rushed out of the body in an instant, and their blood veins became prominent. In the next moment, pieces of blue scales emerged from the skin, and the tail vertebra was also suddenly propped up, and a dragon tail like a fine iron whip appeared!

Feng Wuji transformed into a half-dragon, half-human body, holding an ancient sword, and slashed directly at Feng Taixuan!

"It's you……"

Feng Taixuan retreated violently, never expecting that the monster that prevented him from killing Bei Ze was actually Feng Wuji!

"Feng Taixuan, today is a good day for you and your son to hit the road!"

"go to hell!"

Feng Wuji no longer concealed anything. He had endured it for too long for this moment.

"Elder Feng Mansion, why don't you come to help me?!" Seeing this, Feng Taixuan shouted fiercely!

In an instant, seven figures rushed onto the battlefield and surrounded Feng Wuji, who had the body of a dragon.

"Feng Wuji's crime is worthy of death!"


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