After Shao Wanhu and others saw that Song Qianliu died, they did not have any turmoil in their hearts.

Now in their opinion, Song Qianliu's life is just a shame to the Zhongshen Court, so it would be better to let him go and embark on the road to the underworld earlier.

Shao Wanhu's eyes were frozen on Chen Feng and he said, "The city lord of the Holy City is you a kid from the third level of the Divine Yuan Realm?"

"As his leadership, your holy city will sooner or later die."

"The Central God Court is not something that your Holy City can fight against. I think today's things are the best. If you want to continue making trouble, you will definitely be the ones who will suffer in the end. This is me..."

Before he could finish his words.

A stream of light rushed out of Song Qianliu's body.

This is the sword king who has been in his body. He is now purely in his soul body.

He also didn't expect that Song Qianliu did not obtain the inheritance of the God of Swords, but only obtained the feces and urine of the God of Swords. This made him feel that having such an apprentice was simply an insult to him.

After the Sword King's soul body rushed out of Song Qianliu's corpse, he wanted to leave here as soon as possible. He knew that Shao Wanhu and others would definitely not be able to protect him.

Seeing this, Chen Feng smiled and said, "I'm just waiting for you."

Between talking.

A strange soul power rushed out from his eyebrows: "Soul split!"

This is a soul-like attack move he had learned from the Soul-Splitting Tornado in the Soul-Clustering World.

This strange soul power rotated at an extremely fast speed, forming a small storm tornado, rushing towards the Sword King's soul body at a terrifying sweeping speed.

In this small storm tornado, there is a terrifying destruction of souls and souls.

The Sword King felt that from the small storm tornado, there was a pulling force specifically targeting the soul and soul that was bursting.

So the speed of the Sword King's soul body escaping suddenly slowed down.

Soon, in the sword king's frightened eyes, the small storm tornado quickly caught it in it.

The terrifying tearing power was concentrated on the Sword King's soul body, and it was heard from the tornado with painful screams.

The Sword King's soul body became fragmented in the Storm Scroll.

Everyone present felt the horror of Chen Feng's soul-breaking move just now. Even Shao Wanhu, the leader of the Tiger Pavilion, had his eyes twitching.

Feng Lin said to Zhao Chengsheng: "It seems that the city lord has really undergone a complete transformation. He should have his own chance to go out this time."

Zhao Chengsheng nodded in agreement.

After Chen Feng saw that the Sword King's soul body dissipated in fragments, he looked at Shao Wanhu and other people from the Central God Court and said, "My patience is very limited."

"Are you sure you don't follow what you said?"

His tone was very plain, and there were no emotional ripples in his eyes.

However.

After seeing Chen Feng's eyes, the younger generations in the Central God Court always had a fear in their hearts, and an invisible pressure was about to push them out of breath.

They knew that today, with Shao Wanhu alone, they would definitely not be able to take them safely away from the Holy City.

So, after a disciple of the Zhongshen Court who cherishes his life began to slap himself hard.

The hearts of the other people in the Divine Court began to shake, and they began to slap themselves one after another.

Only Shao Wanhu and the people in the Huge Pavilion stood tightly.

Facing the gazes of Chen Feng, Feng Lin and others, Shao Wanhu almost bit his teeth into pieces. After dozens of seconds, he waved his palm in a frustration and slapped it hard on his cheek.

The head of the Shenting Tiger Pavilion was forced to slap himself in the face. This matter will probably soon cause a sensation in the Second Heaven.

At that time, there will only be more and more monks coming to join the Holy City.

"The strong people in the Central God Court are just like this."

"At first, I thought the lord of the Tiger Pavilion was so great. Now in front of our city lord, he still has to bow his head! He really thought he was a big shot!"

"In my opinion, within the Northern Territory, our city lord will say one, but no one dares to say two!"

As time goes by.

The slap of "Pa! Pa! Pa!" was heard endlessly.

After Shao Wanhu and others slapped a hundred times in the face, their cheeks were covered with blood.

Among them, Shao Wanhu said to Chen Feng: "Are you satisfied now?"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

At this time, three people were walking from not far away.

Two of the young men walked in front, while one middle-aged man walked in back.

These two young men have the temperament of a noble young man.

After Chen Feng saw one of the young men wearing a green long gown, his eyes narrowed slightly. This person was Mu Tianyuan, the Holy Heaven Clan he had met before at the foot of Ziyun Mountain. His cultivation was only at the sixth level of the Divine Yuan Realm.

When Chen Feng was at the second level of the Divine Yuan Realm, he was no match for Mu Tianyuan at all, and even his ordinary palm could not be completely blocked.

According to Chen Feng's speculation, Mu Tianyuan's combat power should be weaker than Pan Junlang and others [the countryside].

If it is at the same level, then Mu Tianyuan is definitely not a match for Pan Junlang and others in the other world.

However, Mu Tianyuan's cultivation is stronger than Pan Junlang and others, so after such a comprehensive analysis, Chen Feng could not tell what Mu Tianyuan's combat power was?

After all, he had never seen Mu Tianyuan burst out with all his strength.

Chen Feng didn't expect to meet Mu Tianyuan again so soon. He knew that Mu Tianyuan and others were most likely to come for the Holy City.

Mu Tianyuan and others soon walked to Shao Wanhu, and they had no intention of getting around.

When Shao Wanhu turned around, he saw that someone was blocking the way, and his anger and murderous intent became even stronger. He shouted: "Does any cat and dog want to step on me?"

"Get out of here immediately."

The answer to Shao Wanhu was Mu Tianyuan's punch.

Shao Wanhu didn't expect the other party to dare to take action directly, and he immediately condensed a strong defense around him.

However.

It seemed that Mu Tianyuan's punch was very ordinary, but his right fist was wrapped in a layer of terrifying ice power.

There was a "bang".

When his punch hit Shao Wanhu's defense layer, his defense layer suddenly burst open in freezing.

Then, all the remaining aftermaths hit Shao Wanhu, and the steps under his feet immediately took a step back ten steps.

Every time he took a step back, dirt and gravel would splash on the ground.

After he stopped, a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth. Now Mu Tianyuan's aura was very obvious at the sixth level of the Divine Yuan Realm.

Shao Wanhu's face turned blue and red. He didn't expect that he would be repelled by a cultivator at the sixth level of the Divine Yuan Realm.

You know, he is at the peak of the Black Mirror in the Ninth Level of the Divine Yuan Realm.

At this moment, not only Shao Wanhu was shocked, but the monks watching the battle were all watching the battle, all of whom opened their mouths and their faces were filled with shock.

Mu Tianyuan's combat power is really too terrifying.
Chapter completed!