Chapter 2171: kill

"The cultivation base of the one-star **** can instantly increase the two-star combat power, and half of the genius can't do it at all."

"Looking at the entire Seven God Realms, there are geniuses with sacred artifacts and ancient powers, except for the young masters of the seven forces, there is only Feng Wuchen."

"It's really God's help. If you can catch the wind and dust, you can make great contributions to the Sun Moon Temple, and then the Lord God Lord will definitely be rewarded. In this way, the Sun Moon Temple will be reused by the Lord God."

"If it were before, the Sun Moon Temple really didn't dare to provoke the wind and dust, but now the people from the holy realm are undoubtedly to deal with the ancient powerhouse."

Mo Qingshan waved his hand, and the three bodies turned into ashes, and their figures disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, the twelve gods and powerhouses who were chasing Feng Wuchen, among the complex beast soul mountains, were defeated and killed by Feng Wuchen one by one.

With powerful teleportation, Zhang Mo, even a six-star god, can't help but wind and dust.

"Smelly boy, get out of here!" Zhang Mo was so angry that he almost lost his mind, and roared frantically in the mountains.

"You have a kind of get out! What's the ability to hide?" Zhou Yan was so angry that his internal organs were tumbling violently, wishing to swallow Feng Wuchen alive.

"Smelly boy! Get out! I'll pinch you to death with one hand!" a five-star **** yelled.

"The kid won't kill us next, right?"

"It's terrible! This kid is simply the devil! I don't even know where he is."

"Or we should run, or we must die here."

The few casual cultivators were so scared that their souls flew away at this moment, and they were watching the surroundings back to back vigilantly. Their strength was no better than Zhang Mo's, and they were definitely killed by a spike.

"It's terrible. Seven gods have died in his hands. This kid who offends Master Feng is stronger than us." Ning Chen, who was watching the battle in the distance, looked terrified and recalled how Feng Wuchen had treated him before. What he said made him creepy.

"Of the seven offensive Master Feng, his strength is the most terrifying. Fortunately, he has no malice towards us, otherwise we will definitely die." Ning Hunsheng solemnly said, secretly thanking that he did not provoke the wind and dust.

"His body skills are very powerful, he can't sense his breath at all, and he cannot be caught in the attack position. His attacks are impossible to defend. He has never seen such a magical body method in the Seven Gods for many years." Narcissus was shocked again. Astonished, the more I look at it, the more I am afraid.

"Chichichichi!"

After a few golden sword lights flickered, three more powerful gods fell to the ground, still being sealed by a sword, and they didn't even know what was going on.

From beginning to end, Feng Wuchen's figure never appeared.

Of the dozen or so gods and powerhouses, now there are only five left.

"Sun Gan, where is that kid?" Zhang Mo roared.

"I don't know, I don't know, it's all his smell here!" Sun Gan shook his head in horror, shaking his whole body.

The reason why they knew the location of Feng Wuchen was because Sun Qian was able to distinguish the smell of Feng Wuchen.

Now that there is the smell of Feng Wuchen all around, Sun Gan can no longer distinguish the specific location of Feng Wuchen.

"laugh!"

As soon as Sun Gan's voice fell, a sword pierced his heart suddenly. Sun Gan was desperate. He could clearly feel an overbearing force that was ruthlessly destroying his internal organs.

"Another...kill another..." Ning Chen became more frightened, his voice trembling.

"It's too fast! He didn't even see him." Ning Soul broke into a cold sweat and had never seen such a terrifying powerhouse.

Teleportation is so powerful.

"The eleventh, kill you, they won't know where I am." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Sun Gan!" Zhang Mo roared, and the four rushed away frantically.

"Smelly boy, I will smash your bones and ashes!" the four-star gods roared like crazy.

Feng Wuchen slowly pulled out the Dragon God Sword and sneered: "Really? You seem to think I'm easy to deal with, right?"

"Suffer to death!" Zhang Mo flashed over, roared, and blasted up with a terrifying palm.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen's location suddenly exploded, exploding a shocking pit, and the mountains vibrated violently.

"Disappeared again! Unreasonable! This cunning little crap!" The four-star **** was furious.

However, in the next second, Zhou Yan suddenly shook his whole body, and a cold feeling spread throughout his body.

At the position of his neck, there was an extra sword at the place of his neck, and Zhou Yan was so scared that he was frightened.

"You...what do you want to do? Don't kill me, I...My grandfather is the second elder of the Sun Moon Temple, you will not survive if you kill me." Zhou Yan said in horror.

"Does it have anything to do with me? Even if your grandfather is the king of heaven, it has nothing to do with me." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Smelly boy! Stop it!" Zhang Mo and the three were shocked.

"Why? Are you scared now?" Feng Wuchen looked at Zhou Yan playfully, completely ignoring Zhang Mo and the three.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..." Zhou Yan was really scared this time, and she was hung around her neck by the holy sword without knowing it.

If Feng Wuchen did it directly, Zhou Yan would not even know what was going on.

"Originally because of your brother's face, I spared you once, but you don't cherish it yourself, and you have to come to provoke me. Do you really think I dare not kill you?" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, in an icy voice. As if from Jiuyou Hell.

Zhou Yan believes very much at this moment that as long as he stimulates Feng Wuchen halfway down, Feng Wuchen will kill him without hesitation.

"No, no, no, dare you dare, I was wrong, and I asked the sir to spare my life, I knelt down and kowtow to you." Zhou Yan said in horror.

"I have never been soft on the enemy, but there is also an opportunity, but unfortunately you have already missed it." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

Feng Wuchen does give opportunities to others, but it is rare. Once given the opportunity and don't cherish it, then it will really die.

"Smelly boy, do you dare to kill Junior Brother Zhou, the Sun Moon Temple will definitely never die with you!" Zhang Mo moved out of the Sun Moon Temple again and threatened.

Zhang Mo and the others are really panicked. If Zhou Yan is killed, they will definitely not have any fruit to eat after they return, and they will most likely be buried with Zhou Yan.

"Threat me? You are not qualified enough." Feng Wuchen said with disdain.

"What if it were me?" At this moment, a cold voice came.

"Young Master!" Zhang Mo was overjoyed.

"Young Master, save me, save me!" Zhou Yan yelled desperately as if seeing the straw.

A voice appeared in the air silently, and the person who came was Mo Qingshan, the young master of the Sun Moon Temple.

"Eight Star God Venerable." Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Qingshan.

Mo Qingshan said indifferently: "The cultivation base of the one-star gods, with the divine weapon and ancient power, has increased the combat power to the peak of the three-star gods, and almost surpassed the four-star gods. Looking at the entire seven gods, I am afraid that few people can do it. There isn't even a single one, it's worthy of being the Master Feng of the Seven God Realms of Megatron."