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Chapter 636: What is the messenger

The whole person turned into a stream of light, the shield went out a thousand meters, and landed on a tall building in Wanjiabao. A shocking explosion sounded, and life and death were unknown!

The remaining six people were shocked, all of them were startled. They looked at Xiao Chen, who was like a god of killing, and couldn't help but look a little scared.

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, his feet were a little bit in the void, and he killed the remaining six people like lightning. With his attacks, the blade was everywhere, without any mercy.

Wanbaolou looked at the eight King Kongs who were about to lose, and his expression was very calm, and finally a hint of panic appeared.

The Eight Great Vajras have been famous for decades and are well-known. I don’t know how many enemies they have helped the Wan family to defeat, but today they are about to be defeated by a young boy.

Wanshan quickly ordered someone to take Feng Feixue to retreat to the rear, and said in surprise to Wanbaolou: "Dad, what should I do? I need to ask my ancestors to come out. Xiao Chen's strength is so scary."

Wan Baolou looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "He is now the son of luck. The martial saint in the Cangqiu Realm cannot attack him. Sima Hong in front is an example, and there will be unknown consequences."

"You pass on my order to gather all the martial king-level martial masters in the city. Many ants bite the elephant to death, and I will grind him to death today."

Looking at Wanshan who was leaving in a hurry, a slight anger flashed in Wanfeng's eyes. He gently tapped the table and chair twice, and said calmly: "Uncle, do you look down on my strength? You also want to call a large group of waste to come."

》Chang>Feng》Literature     bsp; Unexpectedly, Wan Baolou was happy and said quickly: "No, how could I know that as a nephew, I would really take action against a king-level true dragon genius."

Wan Feng shouted coldly: "A king-level true dragon genius? Haha, it's not like losing to me. No one can stop the Wan family from annexing the Feng family and cutting off my wealth. How could I sit still!"

In the gap in speaking, after burning the true energy of Xiao Chen had taken advantage of the opportunity to shoot down all the remaining six eight Vajras, then put their swords back into the sheath, and quickly extinguished the burning true energy.

After only ten breaths, half of Xiao Chen's 99 drops of true energy were consumed, and the consumption was extremely terrifying.

call out!

Wan Feng smiled in a dark way, and while Xiao Chen destroyed the true energy flame, he suddenly stood up and took action like lightning.

A cold whistle brought out a long line like ice and floes, and came to Xiao Chen with an incredible degree.

When a palm was swung out, a yin energy spread out in the palm of the palm, making people feel cold for no reason, which was a cold that penetrated deeply into the heart.

Taking advantage of Xiao Chen's battle and stopping, he suddenly attacked. Such behaviors have to be said to be extremely despicable. Many guests outside the venue couldn't help but say it in contempt.

Even if Xiao Chen had some expectations, he could not have imagined that this person was so anxious and despicable. The seal envoy of the dignified Wushen Palace shamelessly attacked him and fought undeclaredly regardless of his identity.

There was no time to draw the knife in the flash, and the right fist was clenched tightly, and only fusion of strength and true energy, and the mad dragon-like tyranny that used the dragon claw fist to meet it.

Bang!

The fists and palms collided, and loud sounds burst out, and the rolling air waves scattered layer by layer. In the air waves, countless snowflakes could be seen flying out.

In the air wave, a white figure flew backwards. It was Xiao Chen who was caught off guard and he suffered a great loss in the competition of strength.

However, in the air waves, Wan Feng, who was still motionless, was not unharmed. The three slight claw marks on his right face were Xiao Chen's masterpiece.

Before retreating, Xiao Chen suddenly changed his move, turned his fist into a claw, and caught the opponent off guard. Wan Feng obviously did not expect that Xiao Chen would have a chance to turn his back.

Puchi!

After landing, Xiao Chen did not forcibly suppress the injuries in his body. He opened his mouth and spit out a broken blood. He felt much more comfortable. He had the top-grade inner armor on his body.

Although this palm was uncomfortable, it was not as serious as it seemed. It was just that the right arm was covered with frost. It was stiff and could not move for the time being. The other party's true energy seemed very strange.

"It's too much to take the lead in the messenger."

Seeing that Xiao Chen was injured, Yue Chenxi flew up and punched Wan Feng with a punch.

She has never had a good temper. She had already looked very uncomfortable when she saw Wan Feng's eyes. At this moment, she saw the other party attacking again, which was so despicable that she took action without considering it.

A rising sun shone behind him, and the light on his fist exploded, turning into endless fist wind, attacking Wanfeng.

Wan Feng curled his lips and smiled disapprovingly: "What do girls know about movies? They are always cheating. The winner doesn't need to worry about ordinary people's eyes. Get back to me!"

The body flashed, and Wan Feng did not see any movement. The endless light was frozen by the frost, turning into bits of ice chips, falling from the sky, making it extremely strange.

Guanghui was actually frozen. Yue Chenxi was stunned when he saw this for the first time and waited until Wan Feng rushed forward to react.

"I'm fussing, I'm still thinking about it all. Go back, an ant in the lower world!"

With a palm slapped Yue Chenxi's fist, Wan Feng laughed, and the Yin and Cold power exploded. Yue Chenxi spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the ground, sliding far away.

The old man from Haotian Sect looked furious and stood up and said, "Wan Feng, you are too heavy to take action!"

Wan Feng looked at the old man, a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "What do you have to ask for trouble for yourself? There is no need to show off your senior's poem in front of me. If you are the elder of the Haotian Sect, I will give you some face, but it's a pity that you are not!"

"Don't bully people too much." The old man was furious and pointed at Wan Feng and scolded him angrily.

Wan Feng's face changed and he killed him directly, and said in a cold voice: "How dare you show off?"

Bang bang bang bang!

He swung out three palms like lightning, and flew up the old man directly, spitting three mouthfuls of blood, and could never get up after falling to the ground.

A fierce aura permeated, and Wan Feng seemed extremely domineering. His glance made people feel chilled and frightened.

"Not self-esteem!"

Wan Feng glanced at him and sneered repeatedly, not taking these figures from the lower realm seriously.

He flew towards Xiao Chen, whose arms were still stiff, like an arrow shot.

Feng Tianming reacted and said, "I can't stop him, don't let him take advantage of others' danger and defeat Xiao Chen."

call out!

With four personal guards, Feng Tianming and the five men immediately burned their true energy, without any reservation, they rushed towards Wan Feng.

I don’t want to defeat him, I just hope to give Xiao Chen some time to reply and delay for a moment.

Wan Feng laughed, without stopping at all. White light on his palm made his right palm smooth and transparent.

Without gorgeous sound and light, there were no terrifying true energy fluctuations. Wan Feng slapped out with a palm, and the true energy fluctuations produced by a guard in front of his head were all frozen.

As Wan Feng stepped forward, the ice cubes broke and turned into bits of ice chips. The scene that Yue Chenxi had encountered before appeared again.

Bang!

This guard spit out a mouthful of blood, and before he could dispel the cold and cold breath in his body, he turned into a bunch of ice sculptures and fell down directly.

Click to scratch!

The ice sculpture was broken, and its original flesh and blood body was contained in the ice, split into pieces, and it was terrible. The low-grade peak Martial Emperor was beaten to death by Wan Feng with one move.

The guests around were all heroes, sect bosses, young talents, and contestants on the top of the True Dragon List. Seeing this horrifying scene.

Undoubtedly, his face was pale and his heart was frightened.

Bang bang bang bang!

The figure flashed, Wan Feng waved three palms in a row, snowflakes fluttered, and three ice sculptures fell down, and they were crushed to pieces. The methods were extremely cruel.

Seeing the three people who had followed him for decades died like this, Feng Tianming's eyes were red and angry, burning all the energy in his body.

A fiery red lotus bloomed under his feet, and his whole aura climbed to the peak of the Taoist Emperor, sweeping away with a palm carrying a continuous wave of heat.

Wan Feng showed disdain and sneered: "The true energy is not concise enough, so what's the use of no matter how many quantity it is? Get out of here!"

Compared with Feng Tianming, Wan Feng's aura was not exposed, and only the cold light was filled with the right palm of his hand, and no trace of vitality in other parts was leaking.

Bang!

With the force of Feng Tianming's full blow, Wan Feng's body took a slight three steps in the air and kicked him gently.

Feng Tianming flew out like a meteor, seriously injured on the ground and could never get up again.

Wan Feng waved his sleeves and chuckled softly: "It's amazing. When I didn't die in a single palm, the ant is an ant after all. In my eyes, the Martial Emperor in the lower realm is not even a bullshit."

Originally, Wan Fengwei looked at him and beat the crowd to the point of falling flowers and flowing water. Wanbaolou, which was already smiling, couldn't help but squeeze when he heard this.

Wan Feng said that the Martial Emperor in the Lower Realm was bullshit, he himself was also the Martial Emperor, wouldn’t he even scolded him?

The top ten heroes on the True Dragon List showed dissatisfaction and glared at them. Wan Feng's words were so hurtful.

Looking at the expressions of the few people, Wan Feng laughed and said, "Are you not convinced? When you go to Kunlun, you will know what you are and why I underestimate you."

"Don't think I'm talking big. The so-called True Dragon List is a joke in my eyes. If two or three of you rise up in the great world, they will be lucky."

"Damn it, I'll learn your tricks in vain."

Bai Qi was slightly angry. He was also arrogant. Wan Feng looked down upon him so young and energetic, so he was naturally very angry.

The four seasons of swordsmanship are endless!

He flew up and the sword light flashed, directly using the strongest move of the Four Seasons Sword Technique.

"I, Gong Yang Yu, come and experience the power of the envoy."

"I, Liu Xiaoyun, come and give it a try, too."

"Nangong Ziyue, come and learn your master's tricks!"

Swallowing!

Seven figures rose into the air, and the top figures on the True Dragon List flew up at the same time and killed Wanfeng.

Wan Feng showed disdain and sneered: "No matter how many ants there are, what's the use? Before entering Kunlun Realm, I will suppress your arrogance that is worse than shit."

The introverted aura of my body suddenly released, and the powerful ice aura spread out. The cold aura was filled with bones and hearts, and the heart was heartless and loveless.

Swish swish swish swish!
Chapter completed!
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