"I would die in the hands of an ant. Is this irony?" Sheng Ziheng showed a mocking expression. This was a mockery of himself before his death.

Saint Ziheng was previously arrogant, and his words were full of contempt and disdain for the human race.

But now it fell into Lin Feng's hands, and not only Sheng Ziheng couldn't accept it.

Many people have not yet recovered from the shock.

Lin Feng looked at Saint Zi Heng with a cold expression, "In cultivating a monk, blood is not the most important thing. The most important thing is a person's character and will. However, you did not understand this truth until your death. Moreover,

Your so-called noble bloodline is not worth mentioning in my eyes. If you are a human being in the next life, don't see me again, otherwise, I won't mind killing you again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng slapped Sheng Ziheng with his palm.

Bang!

That blow hit Sheng Ziheng's body.

Sheng Ziheng could not withstand Lin Feng's terrifying blow.

The physical body exploded directly, leaving only a ball of origin.

Lin Feng waved his hand and collected Saint Zi Heng's origin, magic weapon, and storage ring.

"Saint Zi Heng died like this!"

Many people were deeply shocked by the fighting power displayed by Lin Feng.

Although the Twelve Heavenly Stems Flag played a great role in this battle, the key was that Lin Feng himself was strong enough to be able to unleash the power of the Twelve Heavenly Stems Flag.

Lin Feng is definitely an extremely terrifying strong man, otherwise, he would not have killed Saint Zi Heng so easily.

Who is this person? So young, yet so terrifying.
Chapter completed!