Chapter 252: one move
The force of horror broke out, with great power.
In an instant, Bei Mingkong's breath had surpassed Feng Wuchen.
Even if suppressed by the Nine-Layered Universe Pagoda, Bei Mingkong's power is still terrifying, and he deserves to be the pride of the Kyushu Heaven.
This burst of power is his real power.
"Feng Wuchen, don't scare your legs down!" Bei Mingkong shouted coldly, confident of his strength.
The terrifying power of Bei Mingkong made Feng Wuchen's expression serious. Bei Mingkong's strength was much stronger than Murong Tianlie, and Feng Wuchen did not dare to underestimate it.
When Bei Mingkong's aura stopped rising, a proud smile appeared on his face, looking at Feng Wuchen condescendingly.
"Unfortunately, I didn't do my best!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Bei Mingkong's proud smile froze slightly, his face gloomy.
"Feng Wuchen hasn't done his best yet? How could this be..." The Ling Linggu disciple was dumbfounded.
Even if the cultivation base of the first layer of the Tianyuan realm can be confronted with the third stage of the Tianyuan realm, it doesn't matter if Bei Mingkong is injured, and now he still says that he has not done his best!
Is Feng Wuchen a bluff?
of course not! Feng Wuchen does not need to bravish!
"Buzz!"
The power of the bloodline urged with all its strength, a more overbearing and terrifying force permeated from Feng Wuchen's body, and the blood qi rising from the surface of the body became more intense, and the dazzling blood enveloped the void, illuminating the void into a blood red space.
In just a moment, the soaring breath of Feng Wuchen quickly caught up with Bei Mingkong.
"How could there be such a terrifying power at the first level of the Tianyuan Realm?" Bei Mingkong looked at Feng Wuchen slightly blankly.
"Monster... Feng Wuchen is a monster!"
"so horrible......"
"How can he have such terrible power?"
Linglinggu disciples and deacon elders looked stunned, so scared that all three souls and seven souls were separated.
They have seen a lot of geniuses, but for the first time they saw a genius like Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen gave them the feeling that they had infinite power and would never defeat a terrible opponent.
"Time is running out! We must defeat him as soon as possible to rescue the old man." Feng Wuchen secretly said, the appearance of Bei Mingkong has delayed him a lot of time.
The absence of the senior leaders in Lingling Valley is the best chance to rescue Feng Zhengxiong. Once they rush back, Feng Wuchen has no hope and can only exchange it with the Nine Layers of Universe Pagoda!
However, Feng Wuchen is not happy to hand over the Nine-Layered Universe Pagoda. Feng Wuchen must save Feng Zhengxiong and the Nine-Layered Universe Pagoda. It is indispensable!
"I want to see! Do you really have such terrible power!" Bei Mingkong said fiercely, stepping on the void, the terrifying speed left a whirlwind in the original position, and appeared in front of Feng Wuchen in an instant .
"Xuan-level high-grade martial arts! Happy and broken Heavenly Palm!"
Bei Mingkong screamed fiercely, his palm contained suffocating power, and blasted fiercely against Feng Wuchen, the terrifying palm wind seemed to carry overwhelming power.
"boom!"
"puff!"
However, when Bei Mingkong blasted a palm, his face changed drastically, and then with a loud explosion, Bei Mingkong vomited blood and shot out inexplicably.
Before the martial arts have been displayed, people have already flown out first.
"hiss......"
Seeing this scene, Ling Linggu disciples gasped in horror, and didn't even see what was going on.
speed! Absolutely terrible speed!
Unexpected attacks make opponents hard to defend.
At the moment when Bei Mingkong used his martial arts, Feng Wuchen seized the opportunity and used teleportation to launch a fierce attack. Bei Mingkong was unable to defend it!
The power of Feng Wuchen's fist is full force, and Bei Mingkong will lose its skin when he is unprepared!
Bei Mingkong's face was full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost. Just now Feng Wuchen attacked, he didn't even see what was going on.
"What's the matter with his speed?" Bei Mingkong was shocked in his heart, Feng Wuchen's attack was so fast that he didn't notice it.
"Where are you looking?" Feng Wuchen's icy voice came from behind Bei Mingkong strangely.
"What?" Bei Mingkong's face changed drastically again, and his whole body trembled in horror!
Feng Wuchen's terrifying speed completely shook Bei Mingkong, who turned his head in horror and looked back inch by inch.
"boom!"
"puff!"
Feng Wuchen's terrifying fist blasted over again, Bei Mingkong vomited blood again, and his figure flew hundreds of meters away.
"Zhu Shen cuts his soul finger!"
Feng Wuchen raised his arm, pointed at Bei Mingkong flying out, and finally let out a loud shout.
"call out!"
"Boom!"
A beam of blood-red energy like an arm burst out, carrying the mighty aura that penetrates the heavens and the earth, and rushed towards Bei Mingkong. The Bei Mingkong in the inverted shooting state could not be avoided at all. It hits instantly with a rumble, terrifying. The strength of Bei Mingkong blew up, and his injuries worsened.
"Master Shaogu!" The deacon elder and many disciples yelled in panic.
"Elder deacon, think of a way, Lord Shao Gu is not a clean opponent!"
"Why don't the Valley Master and the elders come back? If they don't come back, the Young Valley Master will be dead!"
The disciples were extremely panicked, Liushen Wuzhu, the more they looked, the more anxious they became, but there was no way.
The deacon elder is seriously injured, what can he do? If the senior leaders of Lingling Valley haven't returned, can the deacon elder change them back?
After the Tianyuan realm's first level was consolidated, Feng Wuchen's combat effectiveness naturally increased a lot, and with instant movement, the offensive was absolutely terrifying.
Bearing the two heavy blows of Feng Wuchen and the terrifying power of the ground-level martial arts, Bei Mingkong was already seriously injured at this time, his face was pale, and the gorgeous clothes on his body were already in tatters.
Bei Mingkong gasped, staring fiercely at Feng Wuchen. As the proud son of Jiuzhou Tian, he did not expect to be so unbearable in front of Feng Wuchen.
Of course, the most important thing is the repressive power of the Nine Layers of Universe Pagoda.
"call out!"
Feng Wuchen's figure flashed over, staring at Bei Mingkong with cold eyes, and said: "If your father asked you to stay to deal with me, then he was wrong!"
"Feng Wuchen! Don't underestimate me! Without the Nine-Layer Universe Tower, you are definitely not my opponent!" Bei Mingkong said angrily.
"Leave my father free, I can forgive you for not dying!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently, cold and bitterly murderous, creepy.
"Feng Wuchen, you dare to kill Young Valley Lord! The old man will kill your father first!" the deacon elder shouted angrily.
"call out!"
"laugh!"
Feng Wuchen pointed to the air, and a terrifying blood-red energy burst down, as fast as lightning, and instantly penetrated the heart of the deacon elder.
The elder deacon's eyes widened, his eyes filled with despair.
One hit kill!
ruthless! Extremely fierce! Kill if you don't agree!
Feng Zhengxiong is the bottom line of Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen at this moment must not be provoked, otherwise there will only be a dead end!
"Elder deacon!" The disciples were frightened and angry.
"How dare you kill me, the elder of the Deacon of Burial Valley! Ah!" Bei Mingkong was furious, clenched his fists, and immediately roared to the sky.
The violent power was surging and madly erupted, Bei Mingkong actually sacrificed his own blood. The original serious injury caused weakness, and the peak strength was restored in an instant!
The violent vigor shook the wind and dust away.
"Essence!" Feng Wuchen frowned deeply.
"Feng Wuchen! Take your life!" Bei Mingkong roared, and the power of essence and blood came out.
At the same time, Bei Mingkong sacrificed a middle-grade jade pendant, his aura skyrocketed again.
"Beginner level martial arts! Xingtian sword!"
Bei Mingkong clasped his hands together, condensing terrifying power, and above its head, a huge energy sword of more than 20 meters condensed, filled with suffocating terrifying power!
"call out!"
"Buzz!"
Bei Mingkong waved his hand suddenly, and the violent energy sword burst out fiercely, the aura was ruining the world, the trembling void, and the rolling air waves were visible to the naked eye.
Ground-level martial arts, powerful!
"This is your strongest martial skill? It's too weak!" Feng Wuchensen said coldly, looking down upon Bei Mingkong's first martial skill!
Feng Wuchen stretched out his right hand, and the Supreme Dragon God Sword flashed out of thin air, urging the blood to pour into it with all his strength, the sword body was filled with domineering sword power, and the blood was shining.
"Sword Art of Extinguishing Soul! Extinguishing Soul, Weeping Ghosts!"
Feng Wuchen suddenly screamed, and his whole body flashed with blood, and his monstrous momentum skyrocketed, and the vast sword intent rose into the sky, as if he was about to break through the sky, like the **** of war!
"What kind of sword art is this?" Feeling the horror and dominance of Jian Mang, Bei Mingkong's face once again appeared frightened.
"call out!"
"Buzz!"
The Supreme Dragon Divine Sword slashed out, and the blood flickered, and a huge **** sword light burst out of the air. Seeing that terrifying aura, it seemed to tear the void.
"Brother Feng really understood the first type of Soul Extinguishing Sword Art!" Ling Xiaoxiao smiled excitedly.
That's right! Feng Wuchen has fully comprehended the first form of Soul Destruction Sword Art!
The real Soul Slayer Sword Art! Played the true power of the first style!
"When did Chen'er's sword art become so terrible!" Xiao Qingqing's face was full of horror, and her voice trembled.
The battle between Feng Wuchen and Murong Tianlie only ended for a month, and Xiao Qingqing felt that Feng Wuchen had become stronger again, and she felt an illusion.
"boom!"
"puff!"
"Crack!"
In an instant, the blood-red sword light collided with the energy sword, and the deafening blast resounded through the surrounding mountains. Then, in the eyes of everyone in disbelief, Bei Mingkong spewed a mouthful of blood in vain, and the energy sword shattered instantly, without resistance. force!
"Impossible...This is impossible..." Bei Mingkong was shocked and looked at the huge blood-colored sword glow that burst out in horror. The bright light covered his eyes. .
The disciples in Lingling Valley were all scared to death, and the horror of wind and dust was deeply engraved in their hearts.
"Boom!"
"Buzz!"
The domineering and surging sword light blasted mercilessly on Bei Mingkong's body, and the raging ripples of energy swallowed it, life and death unknown.
The energy of destruction swept down, and the terrifying coercion caused all the disciples to lie on the ground, and the Lingling Valley Palace was shaken, and it might collapse at any time!
The sword of Feng Wuchen is truly earth-shattering! Really have the supernatural power of weeping ghosts!
