Chapter 2451: Someone you can't afford
The wind is here.
"Brother Feng?"
"The wind... the wind is dust-free?"
Seeing the people coming, Han Ling and Lu Xuanyang were stunned. They couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen would suddenly appear at the most critical moment.
Isn't this a dream?
Isn't Feng Wuchen in the Temple of Heaven? Why is it here?
It's not a dream, it's true, Feng Wuchen is really here.
What shocked them even more was that Feng Wuchen was able to hit the young man, and the latter was completely unaware of it.
Isn't Feng Wuchen a one-star saint king?
How can there be such a terrifying speed?
Is it possible to hide the cultivation base?
"Who is your excellency?" the young man asked gloomily, staring at Feng Wuchen with sullen eyes.
He had never seen Feng Wuchen, and only knew Feng Wuchen's name from Han Ling and Lu Xuanyang.
He couldn't see the depth of Feng Wuchen's cultivation, and Feng Wuchen's attack just now made him unaware, and concluded that Feng Wuchen's strength was above him.
The young man did not dare to take it lightly.
A dozen guards did not dare to act rashly.
However, for the young man's question, Feng Wuchen didn't pay any attention to it, as the air.
"Why are you here?" Feng Wuchen asked, looking at the shocked two.
Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice, Han Ling was awakened fiercely. It was confirmed that Feng Wuchen was undoubtedly, and his heart was extremely ecstatic, as if he had won a 100 billion prize, extremely happy!
"Big Brother Feng, brother and I were planning to go back, so we met them and they wanted to take me away." Han Ling said quickly.
"You have hatred?" Feng Wuchen asked.
"No, I don't know them at all, and I didn't offend them. That beast wanted to plot against Junior Sister!" Lu Xuanyang gritted his teeth and said angrily, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
"That's it." Feng Wuchen nodded.
"You are dead!" Lu Xuanyang relieved his anger, and said proudly: "The lord of the Temple of Heaven and the three elders are the adults they received, it's him!"
The young man's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip out, and he said with disdain: "Is he worthy? The Great Emperor is the overlord of Kyushu, so he is also worthy to receive the Great Emperor himself? He is not qualified yet!"
He didn't believe Lu Xuanyang's nonsense at all.
This person is Mo Shuisheng, the young master of the Qingyun Pavilion. The strength of the Qingyun Pavilion in Kyushu is not weak. The pavilion master is the realm of the eight-star holy emperor. There are many masters in the pavilion, and it can be regarded as a force in Kyushu.
Only Mo Shuisheng ignores others and insults others. When has he been so ignored?
With his fists clenched, Mo Shuisheng, who was furious, immediately sent a message back.
"Smelly boy, don't think that a little strength is great, you dare to ignore the young master, I think you are tired of living!" a guard shouted angrily.
"Fuck!" Feng Wuchen shouted coldly, his icy eyes swept over, making Mo Shuisheng and the others tremble.
This look is very cold!
Looks like a devil!
"Who would dare to hurt my son?"
"Shoo hoo!"
At this moment, a breathtaking rage sounded, followed by the sound of breaking through the air, and the surging and terrifying breath madly rolled away.
"Young Master, the Hall Master is here!" A guard reported in ecstasy.
"Holy emperor strong!" Lu Xuanyang's expression changed abruptly.
"Brother Feng, their people are here!" Han Ling was worried.
"Don't worry." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, without fear.
In the void, dozens of powerful men slammed up, all of them were Saint Emperor and Saint Monarch powerful, with a strong lineup.
The highest cultivation base has reached the realm of the Eight-Star Saint Emperor!
The visitor was Mo Yu, the owner of the Qingyun Pavilion, and the high-ranking officials. They came as soon as they learned that Mo Shuisheng had an accident.
Qingyun Pavilion is nearby, and you can come in a few minutes.
"Shuisheng, how are you?" Mo Yu asked worriedly, looking at the Feng Wuchen three with gloomy eyes.
"I'm okay." Mo Shuisheng gritted his teeth and angered, the monstrous anger kept pouring out, his vicious eyes staring at Feng Wuchen like a poisonous snake.
"Who are you?" Mo Yu asked gloomily.
"People you can't afford!" Feng Wuchen responded indifferently.
Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I don't know how high the sky is!"
Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "If you want to survive, get out of here!"
"Kill him for me! Kill him!" Mo Shuisheng already couldn't bear it. His anger broke out, and the veins soared, and he roared fiercely.
No one dared to say this to him yet!
There was none before, and there will never be any in the future!
The blast of Feng Wuchen made Mo Shuisheng feel a strong sense of humiliation, which made him unacceptable.
No matter who Feng Wuchen is, he must die today!
"Kill!" Mo Yu ordered.
"Ignorance junior, I am not brave, and do not inquire about the identity of our young master! Even if your strength is higher than that of the young master, you are dead!" A six-star sage master sneered disdainfully, and took the lead. Get out.
"Don't talk nonsense with him! Offend the young master, just kill it!" the other sage shouted angrily.
More than a dozen holy monarchs and powerful men shot at the same time, fierce and murderous.
"Kill!" Feng Wuchen ordered indifferently.
"Chichichichi!"
At the moment when Feng Wuchen's words fell, he saw a stream of blood spurting out, and dozens of sage masters were killed on the spot, all being sealed with a sword.
The Shadow Guard shot so fast, so cold-blooded!
"..." Han Ling and Lu Xuanyang were instantly confused, their expressions stiff and motionless.
"How is this possible..." Mo Yu's face changed drastically, filled with horror and disbelief.
Mo Shuisheng was frightened and urinated directly, trembling all over, his face pale, as if he had seen a ghost.
They didn't know what happened, and they didn't even see who made the shot.
It was too fast, a dozen holy monarchs seemed to suddenly die suddenly, strange and scary.
"This...what's going on?" an elder asked blankly.
This scene came too suddenly.
"Sage emperor strong!" Mo Yu's old face was completely gloomy, and his heart was a little panicked, even he didn't notice it, it must be the Holy Emperor strong!
"What? Holy Emperor strong?" Dozens of strong in Qingyun Pavilion were shocked and all panicked.
No matter how strong their strength is, they are by no means an opponent of the Saint Emperor.
If they knew it was the Shadow Guard, they would have been scared.
"Who are you?" Mo Yu asked gloomily, his face twitching violently.
"People you can't afford to offend." Feng Wuchen said coldly: "If you don't get out, don't even want to leave."
"Xiu is rampant! Do you think that the pavilion master is afraid of the emperor behind you?" Mo Yu shouted angrily: "This is Kyushu. The Emperor of Heaven is the overlord of Kyushu. Can the Saint Emperor behind you compete with the Emperor of Heaven? Dare to kill? I, the strongest of Qingyun Pavilion, this pavilion master will definitely want you to pay the price!"
When the words fell, Mo Yu immediately gave Gui Aofeng a voice.
"Feng Wuchen! Wait for you to die!" Mo Shuisheng shouted angrily. He definitely informed that Gui Aofeng had made a move and could instantly kill the Saint Emperor behind Feng Wuchen.
"Hall of Heaven?" Feng Wuchen grinned.
