Chapter 2542: Believe it or not, I dare to kill you

"Messenger, lend me some power, the power of the Eight-Star Holy Emperor will do." Feng Wuchen said.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's transmission, the messenger immediately lent his power to Feng Wuchen.

"What? Are you too scared to move?" Seeing Feng Wuchen staying still, Xia Yuqing's face became more contemptuous.

Xia Yuqing didn't pay attention to the small Saint King realm, and he could kill with a single palm.

"Boom!" Xia Yuqing slammed a fierce palm on Feng Wuchen's chest without showing any mercy.

"Huh! It's up to you... how... how is this possible?" Xia Yuqing dropped a palm, and the contemptuous sneer on his face instantly stiffened, replaced by shock and disbelief.

There have been countless pictures of Feng Wuchen's tragic death in Xia Yuqing's mind, but there is no such picture before him.

"What's the matter? How could Feng Wuchen block Xia Yuqing's power?" A Saint Emperor powerhouse asked in shock.

"He hasn't even urged his power, he is completely resisted by his body. Isn't he a Saint King Realm?" Another Saint King powerhouse was also shocked, his face full of disbelief. The power of the Seven-Star God Emperor, with one palm, could not shake the wind and dust! This is a cultivator of the Holy King Realm? Absolutely not! "You...you can't block my power! Absolutely impossible!" Xia Yuqing said with horror, his expression extremely stiff.

Feng Wuchen slowly clasped Xia Yuqing's wrist, and sneered: "Xia Yuqing, the Seven-Star Saint Emperor is not very strong, do you think you can kill me when you injured me last time? You are too underestimate me. "

"what!"

As Feng Wuchen spoke, the stronger his claws became, Xia Yuqing's face twitched, and finally couldn't help screaming.

"You are clearly in the realm of a holy king, it is impossible to have this kind of power!" Xia Yuqing said in shock, the sharp pain in his wrist made him feel almost broken.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "Why, can't I have this kind of power?"

"Stop! Stop! Your hand will be broken!" Xia Yuqing yelled in panic, and the pain of broken bones spread throughout his body, and the struggling of the commander was of no avail.

"Xia Yuqing!" The two holy emperors were shocked.

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't do it!" Xia Yuqing shouted angrily, with cold sweat from behind.

The terrifying power burst out with all strength, and the two Saint Emperor powerhouses immediately shot, their strengths were equal to Xia Yuqing.

In the blink of an eye, one person flashed over Feng Wuchen's head, and another flashed behind Feng Wuchen, his breath locked in Feng Wuchen, and at the same time launched a fierce attack.

"Boom!"

Feng Wuchen let out a cold snort, punched the man hard, letting another person bang on his back behind him.

"How is it possible? The feeling of strength has disappeared!" The man who attacked Feng Wuchen seemed to be hit by Feng Wuchen with a punch, but he felt that his power disappeared instantly, and he fell into a quagmire.

"What an overbearing power!" The man who clashed with Feng Wuchen felt that his hand bones were about to break, and his heart was terrified.

"You...what is your cultivation base? You can't have this kind of power, this is not the power of the Dragon God Race!" Xia Yuqing asked in horror, his voice trembling.

"Crack!"

"what!"

Feng Wuchen squeezed hard, and there was a cracking sound of bones, the white bones broke out, blood flowed out, Xia Yuqing's face twitched, and he screamed again.

"How can my strength be understood by your trash?" Feng Wuchen sneered.

A cold glance glanced at the man on his head, Feng Wuchen coldly shouted: "Get out!"

"boom!"

"puff!"

His fist suddenly exploded with domineering power, and with a bang, the man spit out blood and flew out.

"What kind of power is this? The physical body alone can hurt me. Is he a strong Saint Emperor?" The man was terrified, and his entire arm felt useless.

"boom!"

"puff!"

At the same time, Feng Wuchen swept out with a bang, and the Holy Emperor powerhouse behind him vomited blood, his figure flew out like a cannonball, without the slightest resistance.

The attack speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all.

"He is definitely a strong saint emperor!" The man was extremely frightened, and at the moment he felt his whole body fall apart.

Xia Yuqing was already too horrified to speak at this moment, and her body trembled severely.

Feng Wuchen's terrifying strength is far beyond his imagination.

"Xia Yuqing, who sent you? Nangong Xuan or Gu Xuanzun?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly, staring at Xia Yuqing as if looking at a dead person.

"Big... the big elder sent me here." Xia Yuqing replied in horror, Feng Wuchen's terrifying eyes made him feel like he had fallen into hell.

"It turned out to be the old **** of Nangong Xuan." Feng Wuchen sneered, and immediately tugged.

"Crack!"

"what!"

Feng Wuchen forcibly twisted Nangong Xuan's arm off, blood surged, and Xia Yuqing let out a scream like a pig.

"How does it taste?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

"You... how dare you break my hand!" Xia Yuqing was frightened and angry, and roared at Feng Wuchen.

"You asked for this, why would I not dare? Believe it or not, I would dare to kill you?" Feng Wuchen shrugged, looking as if he was not afraid of the sky.

The cold and terrifying eyes made Xia Yuqing's soul tremble, and he dared not say anything.

"Snapped!"

"puff!"

When the words were over, Feng Wuchen slapped it and slapped it, causing Xia Yu to spit out blood, and a few teeth flew out.

"Do you want that old **** Nangongxuan to rescue you?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

Feng Wuchen's slap directly slapped Xia Yuqing.

As a genius alchemist in the Temple of Martial Spirit, with a superb status, who would dare to insult him like this?

A strong humiliation spread all over his body instantly, Xia Yuqing was blown up with anger in an instant, and monstrous anger broke out.

"Feng Wuchen, you dare to kill me, you don't want to leave the Profound Sage Realm alive!" Xia Yuqing gritted his teeth and said angrily, almost erupting in anger in his heart.

"Snapped!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen slapped it again, and Xia Yuqing vomited blood again, his face was red and swollen.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "What about killing you? Killing you is not easy. Just like you, you are not qualified to die in my hands."

"Xia Yuqing, I should have killed you. Since the old **** Nangongxuan sent you, I will spare you not to die, as a gift to Nangongxuan. You can bring me a sentence to the old **** and want to kill me. , Despite coming, Lao Tzu is in the Profound Sage Realm, go away." Feng Wuchen sneered, and punched Xia Yuqing's abdomen with a fist, knocking him out.

Xia Yuqing was hit by terrible power.

"Right, by the way, let me remind you again, don't come to provoke me, or I will kill you, I didn't put the Spirit Temple in my eyes." Feng Wuchen said coldly, and immediately flew away.

"Feng Wuchen! I definitely can't spare you!" Xia Yuqing gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, murderous.