Chapter 2747: Panic

"Feng Wuchen bastard! How dare to look down on my father!"

Jin Crow Mie clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and roared, exploding in anger.

The Golden Crow Soul's old eyes were narrowed, his murderous aura flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "The arrogant brat, how dare you say that the patriarch is not qualified. If he hadn't had this mysterious power, he would be a fart!"

"Huh! He will soon know how arrogantly he will end in front of the patriarch!" Jin Wu Wuji said fiercely.

"Is Feng Wuchen too arrogant? Is he just so confident?" The soul frowned slightly, and he was a little worried.

Ge Yunshan solemnly said: "This kid always assumes an invincible posture, and doesn't take the Golden Crow patriarch seriously. I don't know if he really has this strength."

"Yuan Hong, order to do something, and there must be no mistakes!" Death Soul Transmission ordered, in order to enter the fairy world space, all preparations must be made.

The more Feng Wuchen showed strength, the more worried the souls of the dead.

Tianxu Temple must not miss this opportunity, once missed, it is undoubtedly waiting for death.

"Yes! The Lord!" Yuan Hong immediately issued an order: "Do it!"

at the same time.

Feng Wuchen's arrogance has completely angered Jin Wukui.

Feng Wuchen's phrase "You are not qualified" is the greatest shame to Jin Wukui.

Even a mighty person would not dare to despise Jin Wukui so much.

Feng Wuchen is a junior, so arrogant, how can Jin Wukui bear it?

"boom!"

Jin Wukui burst out with a tomahawk in his hand, with a strong, piercing roar, like a purple lightning, instantly, and the tomahawk in his hand was fiercely smashing into the wind and dust, with the terrifying power of smashing Huashan.

Seeing Jin Wukui's terrifying posture, Feng Wuchen definitely split into two with this axe.

"Anyone who is arrogant in front of the patriarch will only end up with death!" Jin Wukui shouted angrily, his battle axe flashed with bright purple light, containing unimaginable destructive power.

"Not including me." Feng Wuchen sneered.

Faced with such a fierce offensive by Jin Wukui, Feng Wuchen could still be so calm, either he was a lunatic, or he was stronger than Jin Wukui.

Obviously Feng Wuchen belongs to the latter.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Jin Wukui fiercely chopped down his battle axe, Feng Wuchen's palms flexed his claws to meet him, and there was a bang, shaking the sky, deafening, Jin Wumie and others covered their ears, bright light enveloped the dim space, and the destructive power of a hard touch Sweeping with a fierce momentum of destruction.

The fierce energy and vigor, unscrupulously destroy everything.

The people watching the battle from a distance, facing this terrifying energy and vigor, as if suffering a million times the impact of terror, once again shocked him back.

"An ordinary axe is so powerful that Feng Wuchen actually resisted it with bare hands." The ghost was so shocked that his old eyes were about to protrude.

"Feng Wuchen... actually blocked it! This... how is this possible? How could he have such power?" Jin Wumie exclaimed in disbelief, and the panic in his heart appeared again.

"Resist the patriarch's tomahawk attack with bare hands..." The Golden Crow Soul and others were shocked.

This is the pinnacle of Jin Wukui's posture, and the attack of the battle axe is extremely terrifying, and Feng Wuchen can resist it with his bare hands.

"Although the immortal method was not used, the power of this axe is quite terrifying, but with Jin Wukui's full strength, Feng Wuchen can actually block Feng Wuchen with his bare hands, and can't even shake Feng Wuchen. What kind of power is this?" Mu Tianqi and other emperors The powerhouses were all dumbfounded.

"The Golden Crow Sacred Axe is known as the strongest holy artifact in ancient times!" Mu Qingfeng's face was dumbfounded, and his expression was extremely stiff.

The Golden Crow Sacred Axe occupies most of the power of the Golden Crow Kui's combat effectiveness to reach the level of a mighty one.

"How is it possible..." Jin Wukui couldn't believe it himself, and said in shock: "This clan chief hit with all his strength, but you actually resisted it with bare hands..."

"Golden Wukui, you are not qualified enough to let me use the holy weapon. You think your power is very strong, but in my opinion it is very ordinary. Even if your power reaches the level of a powerful person, it is still very **** in my opinion. "Feng Wuchen sneered, resisting Jin Wukui's axe, it is effortless for Feng Wuchen.

The power of the mighty is rubbish?

Dare to say such arrogant things?

The souls of the dead and the Golden Crow Soul were dumbfounded.

The powerful are not in the eyes?

"Smelly boy, don't think that you can withstand the attack of the patriarch Golden Crow Sacred Axe, just think you are great!" Jin Wukui shouted angrily, and launched a fierce offensive again.

"Shoo hoo!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

The figure of Jin Wukui flickered around Feng Wuchen, the holy axe slashed frantically, and the explosion continued. Feng Wuchen still resisted with his bare hands. No matter which direction Jin Wukui attacked, Feng Wuchen could always detect it for the first time.

All the attacks of Jin Wukui were ineffective.

Jin Wukui became more frightened as he fought, bursting out with all his strength, unable to shake Feng Wuchen.

"..." The ancient great powers who watched the battle completely turned into vegetative people, motionless and unable to speak.

The panic in my heart is beyond description.

The horror of Feng Wuchen refreshed their imagination again.

"How can this be? The attack of the patriarch has no effect. Is the power of the mighty person inferior to the power of the soul of the defeated?" Jin Wukui became more horrified and unwilling.

After finally breaking through the nine-star true immortal, his power reached the level of a mighty one, such power, in front of Feng Wuchen, did not actually work.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen felt invincible for him.

In the end, he slashed fiercely, and Feng Wuchen directly clamped the axe blade with two fingers, instantly dissolving Jin Wukui's terrifying power.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said with a sneer: "The power of the Mighty One level is nothing but this. Moreover, your nine-star true immortal realm has not been consolidated, and you still can't exert the true power of the Mighty One level."

"How could it be..." Jin Wukui was dumbfounded.

How big is the gap to achieve?

How terrible is it to clamp the holy axe that destroys the world with two fingers?

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen let out a cold snort, and a terrifying vigor erupted immediately, and with a bang, Jin Wukui was directly blasted away.

With just a breath of breath, Jin Wukui can fly.

One can imagine how terrifying the power of Feng Wuchen is.

"Is this unstoppable? That's the power of the mighty?" Feng Wuchen sneered, and the contempt was stronger.

"what!"

Feng Wuchen despised the humiliation again and again, and was stimulated again, the Golden Crow screamed furiously, and the Golden Crow Holy Axe slashed frantically.

"Shoo hoo!"

"Buzz!"

Lines of terrifying purple energy axe burst out, with sharp and piercing sonic booms, hundreds of times, and the holy realm space vibrated violently.

"Huh!" Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, not caring at all.

"Xianfa! One axe breaks the world!" Jin Wukui immediately shouted, the holy axe gathered destructive power and swept out suddenly.