A gust of wind blew up the tiny gravel particles in the square.

Many elders and disciples of Qinghuan Sect could not feel the temperature of the sunshine at all. They only felt cold all over their bodies and didn't even dare to breathe.

They tried hard to sense the aura on Chen Feng's body, and it was indeed just the fourth level of the Soul-Shaping Realm!

Why can a mere cultivator at the fourth level of the Soul Shaping Realm block three attacks from the first level of the Divine Yuan Realm?

And these three attacks are more terrifying each time.

Even some cultivators who are also at the first level of the Divine Yuan Realm cannot block Song Minghong's three punches.

Jiang Xingxian and Jiang Xiusheng were like they were strangled by someone, so they were naturally on Song Minghong's side.

But now Song Minghong's three attacks have not achieved any effect at all, which makes them feel a vaguely bad premonition.

Wu Lifan, whose face was a little pale, took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "Boy, don't do anything wrong."

"This senior is a powerful Divine Yuan Realm in the Zhongshen Court. Do you really want to be an enemy of Zhongshen Court?"

Chen Feng ignored Wu Lifan at all. His eyes were always frozen on Song Minghong, and he said, "You said I could take your three punches, so you just stand and let me kill you."

"I don't make things difficult for you now. As long as you can take my palm, I can spare your life today."

"It's just that I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Between talking.

The momentum of the fourth level of the Soul-Sculpting Realm on Chen Feng's body surged wildly, and the temperature around him suddenly surged sharply, and the moment he slapped his palm.

There was a faint roar of dragons roaring.

"The flame dragon burns the sky!"

Now Chen Feng is using his improved Flame Dragon Burning Kong, whose grade is almost close to the second-grade magical power.

It can be said that the flame dragon burning the sky, which is used by the Shenfeng, is a top-level existence among the first-class magical powers.

Two huge flame dragons burned the air and rushed towards Song Minghong, bringing out extremely terrifying flames.

Song Minghong looked at the two lifelike flame dragons, and he was 100% sure that the move used by Chen Feng reached the level of unity of form and spirit.

At this moment, Song Minghong's eyes were filled with panic. His steps retreated rapidly, trying to avoid the flame dragon fissures that were Chen Feng.

But his speed was not fast enough and he was eventually swallowed by these two terrifying flame dragons.

The so-called flame dragon burns the sky, as long as there is air, these two flame dragons can drive the air to burn together.

With the burning of air, these two flame dragons will become even more terrifying.

At this moment, the air inhaled into the lungs in the square also became hot. The disciples and elders of the Qinghuan Sect swallowed their saliva desperately, and the steps under their feet couldn't help but retreat.

Mo Yutong looked at the scene in front of her in surprise. Her mouth was slightly opened. She didn't expect that after Chen Feng came here, she could really turn the situation around quickly.

Time passes slowly.

Chen Feng, who used the flame dragon and burned the sky, stretched his body casually, and even yawned regardless of his image, as if this battle was simply unable to get interested.

After the two huge flame dragons gradually dissipated, Song Minghong fell to the ground, his arms completely turned into nothingness, and there were many burnt places on his body.

Although Song Minghong has not completely died yet, at least half of his life has been removed.

"Depending on how you look now, you definitely haven't taken the palm I just now!"

"You said that your cultivation level in the Divine Yuan Realm cannot even be held by a palm like me, a soul-shaping cultivator. Do you think you still have the face to live in this world?"

Chen Feng said to Song Minghong lying on the ground.

Seeing that Song Minghong had completely lost his combat power, Jiang Xingxian and Jiang Xiusheng became more and more panicked.

As the Supreme Elder, Jiang Xingxian swallowed his saliva and took two steps forward, saying, "Do you know you have caused a huge disaster?"

"If you don't give up, you will soon become a criminal who was chased by the Central God Court."

Chen Feng said indifferently: "Who are you? It seems that you want to compete with me too?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xingxian was so scared that he trembled, and his face turned red and took a few steps back. If he had just endured the Flame Dragon Burning Kong, then he would definitely have no chance of survival.

When Chen Feng saw Jiang Xingxian retreating, he said, "What's wrong? Am I scary?"

"Today I'm just asking for justice for Mo Yutong!"

"Needless to say, I guess you must be the Supreme Elder in Qinghuan Sect."

Apart from Song Minghong, Jiang Xingxian had the strongest cultivation, so Chen Feng immediately guessed the other party's identity.

Chen Feng walked towards Jiang Xingxian step by step.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingxian's body trembled more and more violently, and he said hesitantly: "You, what do you want to do?"

When Chen Feng passed by a disciple of Qinghuan Sect, his steps suddenly stopped and directly pulled out a sword from the other party's back from the air.

Then, he swung his arm.

The sword that was unsheathed was terrifying and suddenly rushed towards Song Minghong.

Song Minghong, who was lying on the ground, could not avoid it at all. Finally, with a "pop" sound, the sword penetrated into Song Minghong's right shoulder.

The impact force inside the sword flew up with Song Minghong.

In the end, Song Minghong was nailed to a huge stone tablet in the square by this sword.

Chen Feng glanced at Jiang Xingxian and said, "It seems that you are really afraid of me!"

"I just asked you disciples of Qinghuan Sect to borrow a sword!"

The words fell.

He pointed his index finger at Song Minghong who was nailed to the stone tablet from the air, and then several blood holes appeared on Song Minghong's body.

The location of these blood holes is very special, which prompted Song Minghong to bite his tongue and commit suicide, and he couldn't speak in his throat.

Chen Feng said calmly: "You can die slowly."

"Looking at the blood in your body, it flows out of your body bit by bit. You should enjoy this feeling of gradually approaching death."

Song Minghong, who was nailed to the stone tablet, could not move his body, and could only make a low whimper in his throat. His teeth were biting on his tongue, and he could not make the force to bite off his tongue.

He felt the blood in his body, and as he was gradually flowing outside his body, his eyes were filled with horror. This feeling of gradually approaching death was about to completely collapse inside him.

As a strong man at the first level of the Divine Yuan Realm, his pants were finally wet, and a liquid flowed out of his pants.

He stared at Chen Feng with resentment and fear. In his eyes, Chen Feng was simply a complete devil.

After seeing this scene, Mo Yuxin felt extremely uneasy inside. She unconsciously looked at Mo Yutong and sighed: "Your Brother Shen is indeed not an ordinary person!"

"He tortures this powerful Divine Yuan Realm of the Divine Court so much, and he should be venting his anger for you!"
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