Chapter 2492: Who gives you the confidence

For the sake of the four great forces of the Holy Royal Family, Feng Wuchen had planned to hide and passed away, as it was cultivation.

But Zhuchen's heart threatens Feng Wuchen.

However, what Feng Wuchen didn't know was that the four great powers of the holy royal family had already begun to be suppressed when Feng Wuchen went to death to offend Gu Xuanzun.

Isn't Feng Wuchen very arrogant?

If Gu Xuanzun doesn't give face to him, why should he give Feng Wuchen face to him?

The Southern Territory is the realm controlled by the Martial Spirit Temple, and Gu Xuanzun will inevitably take the four major forces of the Holy Royal Family.

With the presence of the Martial Spirit Temple, and the departure of the old patriarch and Wuji elders of the Celestial Demon Race, the morale of the Celestial Demon Race has skyrocketed.

Even if the holy royal family was wiped out to catch the wind and dust, Zhu Chenxin didn't worry at all.

The old patriarch and the Wuji elder of the Tianmo clan, together with the ancient Xuanzun, are enough to crush the three ancestors of the Dragon God clan.

"Feng Wuchen, do it, come and kill me, let me see the power of your two-star saint king." Zhu Mietian grinned fiercely, without putting Feng Wuchen in his eyes.

"boom!"

When the words fell, before Feng Wuchen could take action, Zhu Mutian couldn't help but burst out first, as fast as lightning, and the terrifying power of the Seven-Star Holy Emperor was frantically mobilized and aggressive.

"You are really anxious to find death." Feng Wuchen said coldly, his icy eyes were cold and murderous.

"The strong hidden in the dark, don't you still want to take action?" Zhu Chenxin frowned and said in secret, the reason why Zhu Chenxin came in person was because he was worried about the strong in Feng Wuchen.

Unfortunately, what Zhu Chenxin didn't know was that there was indeed a shadow guard who secretly protected Feng Wuchen before, but now there is no more.

"Huh! Have you given up resistance? Don't plan to show the power of your two-star saint king?" Seeing Feng Wuchen's motionlessness, the disdain on Zhumu Tian's face became stronger, and he couldn't help but sneer.

Feng Wuchen's face has no fear, but the corners of his mouth evoke a dangerous arc.

In Feng Wuchen's eyes, Zhu Mutian was already dead.

"Keep alive!" Zhu Chenxin said lightly.

"Second elder, don't worry, I will abolish him first!" Zhu Mutian sneered, and the figure blinked, and directly hit Feng Wuchen's chest with a ruthless palm.

"Abolished me? Who gave you the confidence?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

Zhu Mutian said fiercely: "It's hard to die when you die!"

Zhu Mutian fisted down, and Feng Wuchen suddenly disappeared. Before the end of Zhu Mutian's attack, Feng Wuchen had reappeared, facing Zhu Mutian from his side.

The speed is so fast, it's like simply avoiding sideways.

But in fact it was done at an extremely terrifying speed.

"How is it possible?" Zhu Mutian's face changed drastically, and he failed with a punch, making him unable to believe it.

The horrible speed of Feng Wuchen made Zhu Mutian not react at all.

If Feng Wuchen launched an attack at this time, Zhu Mutian would not be able to avoid it.

Feng Wuchen glanced at Zhu Chenxin coldly, then sneered: "Keep alive? Do you really think he can kill me?"

Feng Wuchen's words were like a slap on the old face of Zhu Chenxin.

"Fast speed, this is definitely not the realm of the two-star saint king, what's the matter? This feeling..." Zhu Chen frowned, feeling Feng Wuchen completely changed at this moment.

Did Feng Wuchen hide his cultivation from the beginning?

Could it be that the death of the Saint Emperor of the Martial Spirit Temple was killed by the wind and dust?

The more Zhu Chenxin thought about it, the more likely it was that his old face became more solemn.

"Sure enough, it's not easy, no wonder he is so calm, with such an amazing speed, never under the candlewood sky." Zhu Tianya secretly said.

"This...what's going on? The cultivation base of the two-star saint king can't avoid the attack of Zhu Mutian. Where can Feng Wuchen come with such terrible speed?" Zhu Muran's face was shocked and difficult. Confidence.

"Is it a momentary movement? How could he avoid it? At the speed of Zhumutian, Feng Wuchen cannot avoid it. What's the matter?" Zhumuyan was stunned on the spot, and his eyes were almost staring. .

Zhufeng frowned and said: "It seems that we have all underestimated his strength, or that he has hidden his true strength, otherwise, how dare you come to the Southern Region alone."

The surrounding powerhouses of the Demon Race were all shocked.

If they knew that Feng Wuchen had the power to destroy them instantly, they didn't know what kind of expression it would look like.

"How can I feel that you are in fear?" I am only a two-star holy king. With your cultivation base of the seven-star holy emperor and the fighting power of the eight-star holy emperor, you should not be afraid." Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer. , Staring at Zhumu Tian with disdain.

"Huh! It seems that I underestimated you, you are actually hiding your strength!" Zhumu Tian's face became savage, and his murderous aura instantly increased twice.

When the words were over, Zhu Mutian slammed into Feng Wuchen with a fierce punch again, this time he had enough power without any mercy.

"boom!"

But this time, Feng Wuchen didn't avoid it at all, letting Zhu Mutian's attack hit his chest, with a muffled sound, like a stone sinking into the sea, without a step back from the wind and Wuchen.

"What? This is impossible!" Zhu Mutian's face changed dramatically again.

Under the full attack, Zhu Mu Tian thought it could at least suppress Feng Wuchen, but he unexpectedly couldn't shake it!

Not only could it not be shaken, Zhu Mutian also felt a tingling pain in his arm.

"Second Elder, Feng Wuchen's strength should have stepped into the Holy Emperor." Zhu Tianya, who was hiding in the dark, respectfully said.

"Zhu Mutian, you are not his opponent, step back." Zhu Chenxin frowned.

"Get out? Did I agree?" Feng Wuchen sneered, his palm suddenly bent, and quickly clasped Zhu Mutian's neck.

The expressions of Zhu Chenxin and others changed drastically.

Zhufeng shouted coldly: "Feng Wuchen! Stop!"

"Just because you want to waste me? What kind of thing are you?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, lifting Zhumutian up like a chicken.

The strength is so great that Zhu Mutian almost suffocates.

"You...what do you want to do?" Zhu Mutian asked in horror, and began to panic. At this moment, he only felt like he had fallen into the hands of the devil.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "Didn't I just say it? I want to kill you, so I forgot it so soon?"

"You dare... dare to kill me, you have to die, do you think you can run?" Zhu Mutian panicked.

"Really?" Feng Wuchen smiled coldly.

"Zhumutian!" Zhumuran shouted worriedly.

Hidden in the dark, Zhu Tianya just showed signs of taking action, Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "You'd better not take action, don't think I don't know your existence.

"What? He can detect my existence? My body can completely hide my breath, how can he detect me?" Zhu Tianya felt a huge shock in his heart.

"Feng Wuchen, if you want to use Zhu Mutian to threaten this elder, you have made a wrong calculation." Zhu Chenxin's old face was gloomy.

"Crack!"

As soon as Zhu Chenxin's voice fell, Feng Wuchen twisted his wrist forcefully, and with a click, he directly broke Zhu Mutian's neck without any hesitation.