Chapter 206: Killing with one palm
"Shen Hui, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Your Majesty the Holy Son, how can you challenge me!"
"If you don't want to die, get out of here immediately!"
Seeing Sun Xiaohui, the master of the Internal Affairs Hall, take a step forward and take the initiative to challenge Yang Feng and Chen Hui, his face changed slightly and he immediately scolded him.
"Master Sun, His Royal Highness the Holy Son is also a disciple of our Wuji Sect, why can't I challenge him!"
"If His Highness the Holy Son is so powerful that he can slap me to death, I will admit it!"
Hearing Sun Xiaohui's scolding, Shen Hui's expression remained unchanged and he responded with a 꺶 voice, not taking Sun Xiaohui's threat at all.
Seeing this scene, Sun Xiaohui's face turned extremely ugly, and he immediately wanted to suppress Shen Hui.
At this moment, Yang Feng reached out and patted Sun Xiaohui, interrupting his action.
Afterwards, Yang Feng looked at Shen Hui with a smile on his face and said, "You are right! I am also a disciple of the Wuji Sect, you are qualified to challenge me!"
"However, I have been practicing for eight years and my skills are not good enough. My strikes are not serious. If I use a little more force and hurt you or kill you, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Hearing Yang Feng's words, Shen Hui's eyes flashed with excitement, and he quickly responded with a loud voice: "Your Highness, the Son of God, don't worry. If I am killed by you, it will be because I am not good at learning, no one else can blame me!"
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son said that he already understood it very well. Once His Highness the Holy Son takes action, he will directly kill Shen Hui. Why can't Shen Hui understand?"
"It's not that Shen Hui doesn't understand, he just pretends not to understand. He thinks that His Highness the Son is just showing off and doesn't have the strength to kill him!"
"Is Shen Hui other than a brave man? His Highness the Holy Son is already angry, and he dares to provoke His Highness the Holy Son. I really don't know how to write the word "death"!
"Is Shen Hui possessed by evil spirits? Why do you have to seek death?"
"It's hard to persuade the devil to die. If Shen Hui dies, he can only blame himself for seeking death!"
",,,,,"
After hearing the conversation between Yang Feng and Chen Hui, the Wuji Sect disciples at the contestants table started talking softly, and saw Shen Hui's eyes filled with confusion and regret.
The elite monks from various sects, strong men, and three Holy Lands in the audience opened their eyes one after another and stared at Yang Feng and Chen Hui quietly, wanting to take this opportunity to see Yang Feng's strength and combat effectiveness. , evaluate Yang Feng's potential.
"Master, His Royal Highness the Holy Son has just been promoted to a monk in the Mysterious Immortal Realm eight years ago. Can he beat Chen Hui, who is at the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal Realm?"
Jie, who was sitting on the outer disciple's seat, looked at Yang Feng on the rostrum and asked the remnant soul of the Immortal Emperor in the sea of consciousness.
"Jie, your Holy Son of Wuji Sect is very powerful. You can suppress Shen Hui with one hand. Don't worry about it!"
After hearing what 뀘Jie said, the remnant soul of the Immortal Emperor in his sea of consciousness responded softly.
Hearing the words of the Immortal Emperor's remnant soul in the Consciousness Sea, a look of surprise flashed through Jie's eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter: "In eight years, from the early stage of the Xuan Immortal Realm to the Immortal King Realm, His Highness the Holy Son" The talent is too terrible!”
"Each of the saints in the four holy lands of the human race is a person with outstanding talents. Not surprisingly, they can all cultivate to the realm of the Immortal Emperor. Their talents are of course terrifying!"
Hearing 뀘Jie's muttering, the remaining soul of the Immortal Emperor in the sea of consciousness was helpless and said with emotion.
While Jie was muttering, Yang Feng stood up, looked at Shen Hui with a smile on his face and said, "Since you insist on challenging me, let me have a discussion with you!"
After saying that, Yang Feng moved and landed on a stage in the center of the martial arts arena.
Seeing Yang Feng's movements, Shen Hui's eyes flashed with excitement, and he immediately rose into the air, turned into a stream of light, and landed on the ring where Yang Feng was.
At this time, the elder of the House of Internal Affairs glanced at Sun Xiaohui, and with a wave of his hand, he activated the martial arts arena and expanded and reinforced the arena where Yang Feng was standing so that it could withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, I'm going to take action!"
Looking at Yang Feng more than a thousand meters away, Shen Hui said with a solemn expression.
As he spoke, Shen Hui poured the immortal power in his crazy body into the top-quality immortal sword in his hand, causing it to flicker with immortal light and release terrifying power.
"cut!"
As Shen Hui gave a soft drink, the top-quality immortal sword in his hand immediately turned into a dazzling sword light, carrying terrifying power, and slashed towards Yang Feng. He wanted to kill Yang Feng. He looked like he was being killed on the spot.
Seeing the top-notch immortal sword approaching rapidly, Yang Feng's expression remained unchanged, standing on the ring like a sculpture, as if he was frightened.
"Why doesn't His Highness the Holy Son take action?"
"Is His Royal Highness the Son frightened?"
"Has His Highness the Holy Son been possessed by evil spirits? Otherwise, why would he be so motionless!"
"Is His Royal Highness the Holy Son prepared to receive Shen Hui's attack?"
",,,,,"
Seeing that Yang Feng was motionless, many Wuji Sect disciples on the martial arts field exclaimed in surprise, with confusion and confusion in their eyes.
When Shen Hui activated the long sword of the best immortal weapon and was about to fall on Yang Feng, Yang Feng stretched out his right hand to grab the long sword of the best immortal weapon.
Click!
In the midst of a crisp sound, the top-quality immortal sword was grabbed by Yang Feng's right hand and turned into countless fragments, flying around.
"Then he crushed a top-quality fairy sword. His Royal Highness the Holy Son's strength must be too terrifying!"
"Chen Hui activated the top-grade immortal weapon, which is extremely powerful and can threaten the powerful Immortal King Realm. However, His Highness the Holy Son casually grabbed it to pieces. This is so shocking and incredible!"
"Crush the best immortal weapon casually, His Royal Highness the Holy Son's physical strength is too strong!"
"The Immortal Golden Body Technique! His Royal Highness the Holy Son has cultivated the Immortal Emperor Level Technique of the Immortal Golden Body Technique!"
",,,,,"
Seeing Yang Feng casually smashing the top-quality immortal weapon into pieces, the Wuji Sect disciples on the martial arts field all exclaimed.
In the audience, the faces of the powerful sects and the elite monks of the Three Holy Lands also changed, and their eyes were full of envy, jealousy and fear.
"Take my slap!"
At this time, Yang Feng gave a soft drink, turned his right hand into a palm, and slapped Shen Hui towards him.
Immediately afterwards, a giant golden palm condensed on the ring, and with terrifying power, it slapped towards Shen Hui.
"I give up!"
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the golden palm, Shen Hui's face changed and he shouted quickly, and quickly used a high-grade defensive artifact to try to resist the attack of the golden palm.
Bang!
In the midst of a crisp sound, the golden palm fell, easily destroying Shen Hui's top-grade defense weapon, and then slapping Shen Hui's body with unabated force, smashing his body into pieces and turning it into a piece of blood. Fog fell on the arena.
Immediately afterwards, rays of bright golden light shot out from the golden palm and fell into the blood mist, wiping out the life in the blood mist and causing it to completely fall.
At this moment, a jet-black light flew out of the blood mist that cut off life and headed straight for Yang Feng.
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