Chapter 3731: Are you worthy?

"With such a powerful strength, no wonder it easily defeated Bai Xuan."

Xuan Hao sneered proudly: "Unfortunately, no matter how strong you are, you will still die in my hands after all."

"Really?" Feng Wuchen said fiercely, and Feng Wuchen is no stranger to Xuanhao.

The reason why Feng Wuchen didn't notice their existence was entirely because the black matter concealed their breath.

If not, Xuan Hao would never be able to attack Feng Wuchen.

As long as you get close, Feng Wuchen can detect it.

"Just because you want to kill me?" Feng Wuchen sneered with disdain.

Xuan Hao jokingly sneered: "If you are one-on-one, I admit that you are not your opponent, but the battle just now must have consumed a lot of your power. Such a powerful sword art consumes a lot of power, and you are also affected by me. Injured, do you think you can survive?"

"Of course you can!" Feng Wuchen sneered. As he spoke, the Dragon God Sword came out, his eyes flashing cold and murderous.

Xuan Hao dared to attack, Feng Wuchen was already killing him.

After all, if Feng Wuchen didn't have an immortal body, he would really die in Xuan Hao's hands.

"Arrogant!" Xuan Hao sneered with disdain.

But at the moment his words fell, his face changed drastically.

"What's the matter? How did the wound disappear?" Xuan Hao was shocked and found that the wound that attacked Feng Wuchen had disappeared.

"The wound disappeared?" The purple titled ancient **** was also taken aback.

They saw with their own eyes that Feng Wuchen was pierced through his chest by a terrifying force. How could the wound disappear?

Xuan Hao's power is absolutely powerful, and a sneak attack can definitely cause serious injuries.

But Feng Wuchen is now the same as nothing.

Feng Wuchen has recovered!

How is this going?

Did they have an illusion?

"When I fought against Bai Xuan, you should be the one in the dark?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, urging the domineering blood power.

"Feng Wuchen's breath is not weakened at all!" The purple titled ancient **** was shocked, and the terrible sense of oppression made him feel tremendous pressure.

"How is this possible? In a battle with Zhou Feng, he obviously consumed a lot of strength, how could he be so powerful?" Xuan Hao was shocked again, his face full of disbelief.

Feng Wuchen's breath was still at its peak, and Xuan Hao was no opponent at all.

How do they know that Feng Wuchen possesses an immortal body?

Feng Wuchen did consume a lot of power in the battle just now.

But the speed of physical recovery in the immortal realm is terrifying.

The power consumed by Feng Wuchen has now been completely restored.

"You dare to attack me, I will take your life!" Feng Wuchen sneered, and his cold murderous aura instantly doubled.

As soon as the mind moved, the Qianhuan Dafa was displayed.

"laugh!"

In an instant, while the sword light flickered, the purple titled ancient **** who killed Zhou Feng was directly killed by Feng Wuchen's throat!

"Xia Yang!" Xuan Hao shouted suddenly.

Xia Yang stared at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes. He never expected that Feng Wuchen would attack him first.

And Xia Yang didn't react at all.

The speed of Feng Wuchen is too fast.

"Kill one first, then you will be yours." Feng Wuchen sneered, staring at Xuan Hao with cold eyes, as if he could kill Xuan Hao at any time.

Xuan Hao was extremely frightened. He didn't expect that even if the sneak attack was successful, he would still have nothing to do with Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's strength was beyond his imagination.

Faced with Feng Wuchen's contempt, Xuan Hao didn't dare to do anything.

"Feng Wuchen was obviously seriously injured by my sneak attack. It is impossible for him to have such a terrifying power. What is going on?" Xuan Hao was extremely frightened, and his body trembled.

After watching the battle between Feng Wuchen and Zhou Feng, Xuan Hao knew that Feng Wuchen was terrible, and he was no opponent.

Xuan Hao didn't dare to fight Feng Wuchen desperately.

Because it must be him who died.

"Feng Wuchen, you dare to kill my people from Pangu Temple, Pangu Temple will never forgive you!" Xuan Hao yelled with restraint of fear.

"I know, so I will kill you more, and the result will be the same." Feng Wuchen sneered, and the terrifying aura locked Xuanhao.

Xuan Hao's courage was shocked, and he felt the overwhelming pressure.

The red titled ancient **** was afraid of the purple titled ancient god, and no one believed it.

Xuan Hao condensed black matter, turned into dozens of black swords and exploded towards Feng Wuchen, and at the same time wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

Unfortunately, Feng Wuchen didn't give him a chance to escape.

"call out!"

Feng Wuchen slammed, and the Dragon God Sword rested on Xuan Hao's shoulder.

"Sneak attack hurts me, come as you want, leave as you want, is there such a good thing?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, looking at Xuan Hao's gaze like a dead person.

That's right! In Feng Wuchen's eyes, Xuan Hao was already dead.

"Feng Wuchen, fight to the death, you may not be able to kill me!" Xuan Hao fiercely angrily said.

"Your strength is far worse than the one just now. I want to kill you with only one sword." Feng Wuchen despised and didn't take Xuan Hao seriously.

"Huh! Try it!" Xuan Hao was irritated. How could he recognize the ancient **** with the red title?

"Try it? You deserve it too?" Feng Wuchen said in disdain, and the power of time burst out.

Xuan Hao was about to increase his energy, but was horrified to find that his body suddenly became very slow.

What's happening here?

What is this trick?

A strong fear came to my heart, that feeling was the feeling of death.

Xuan Hao wanted to ask for mercy, but found that he was speaking very slowly, unable to speak at all.

"You are not worthy to die under my sword." Feng Wuchen said coldly, and immediately urged the ancestor of fire.

"Peng!"

Feng Wuchen flicked his fingers, and at the same time recovered the power of time, and the ancestor of the fire swallowed Xuanhao instantly.

"Ah!" Xuan Hao suddenly screamed.

"Feng Wuchen, stop! Stop! Don't kill me!" Xuan Hao cried out in horror and begged for mercy.

Feng Wuchen ignored it and flew away.

In less than a minute, even the red titled ancient gods were swallowed up by the ancestor of fire, and wiped out.

Xuan Hao never expected such an ending.

If he had known such a result long ago, and gave Xuan Hao 10,000 courage, he would definitely not dare to act.

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Pangu Temple.

"Elder! Something happened! Xuan Hao and Xia Yang were killed! Their soul jade was shattered!"

A disciple, panicking and shouting, rushed into the hall to report.

The strong people at Pangu Temple were all stunned.

They couldn't believe it. Someone would dare to kill the disciple of Pangu Temple?

Don't you know the terrifying power of Pangu Temple?

"What? Was it killed?" The six elders' expressions changed drastically.

Seeing the two pieces of broken soul jade, the elder was so angry that he said gloomily: "Dragon Soul is so bold!"

"Feng Wuchen might not know the strength of our Pangu Temple!" An elder gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Since the Dragon Soul doesn't put our Pangu Temple in their eyes, let them see our strength!" An elder shouted angrily, his old face terrifyingly terrifying.