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Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh(1/2)

Chu Feng was naturally angry. The corpse clan was so domineering. He had not finished intercepting him last time. Now he replaced him to propose marriage to the Immortal Clan and humiliate him directly. If you want to force him out, that's what they wish!

What is the Son of God in the Golden Age of the Ancient Times? Just beat him up!

Therefore, he took action directly in Feixian City, with his light golden palm covering the sky and the sun, and smashing it down, covering a small half of the sky, carrying a strong gale.

Many people exclaimed, and many people were even limp on the ground. Such a big hand fell down like a sky falling down, causing the void to roar and tremble violently.

"Who?"

The people from the Corpse Clan immediately burst into tears, and they all took action and rushed into the sky. The four chariots even burst into dazzling beams, carrying order runes, etc.

However, this is useless. Although those driving and those accompanying guards are very strong and not weak, they are now suppressed and are all depressed, with their bodies creaking and squeaking to lie on the ground.

Puff puff puff...

Then, in an instant, the drivers and the hawk-eyed and wolf-eyed guards disintegrated one after another, split into pieces, and were killed in a large number of them in seconds.

Many people explode directly and cannot withstand this energy impact at all.

"Retreat!" Some people are still alive and yelling.

This is not the power that evolutionists at their level can deal with, only the sub-saints can compete.

Some people rolled and crawled, their bodies trembled, escaped and broke into the distance.

As for the three sub-saints and Yan Kun, the strongest son of the Corpse Clan, they have taken action and cannot retreat. They are still promoting their reputation just now, how can they avoid it now?

However, the next attack was so terrifying. Chu Feng was angry and activated extremely terrifying energy. His magic trick was shocking!

The four chariots exploded, and all four were covered in dust. Three of the sub-saints coughed up blood. Although they were fighting back, they were slapped out by the golden slap.

One of them was even photographed deep underground, leaving behind a large human-shaped pit with blood stains.

Yan Kun, the son of the ancient god who was famous, was also embarrassed. This sudden palm knocked his chariot into hundreds of pieces. As the energy burst out, it was like a small sun exploding.

He was shocked and rolled out, smashing a beautiful Lingshan in the city. Then he stopped. His black metal armor cracked many places, and he felt a sense of absurdity.

This area suddenly boils!

This is the top corpse tribe. Three sub-saints are here in person, and a son of god from the ancient golden age was slapped so embarrassedly, coughing up blood and rolling. Is this going against the will of heaven?

"Who, get out!" The son of the corpse tribe was the first to rush up. He was not injured, and his body was indeed extremely powerful.

He was slapped in public, making his face turn ashen. In the ancient battle, his spiritual will of being killed by Yaoyao collapsed. This time he made a comeback and crawled out of the underworld to vent his anger and seek trouble for the evolvers of the earth.

Unexpectedly, the first time he appeared in public, he was slapped and knocked down, which damaged his powerful image.

The three sub-saints also rushed up and stood in the sky, each with very ugly faces. Even if the blood from the corners of their mouths had been wiped away, they could not hide their embarrassment.

Chu Feng stood up, his appearance turned into a young man, and appeared in the image of Wu Lunhua. He looked harmless and came into the air.

"Of course it's your uncle - Wu Lunhua, who is here in person." He reported his name.

Feixian City covers a vast area, including many mountains, as well as some famous mountains, rivers and caves. Now all the experts in the city have been alarmed.

Many people are speechless. Isn’t Wu Lunhua the only one Chu Feng?

Many people were also excited as if they were injected with chicken blood. Wu Lun is back and it is now very lively.

"Chu Feng, devil, it's you who are sneaking into me. You dare to show up and wait for death!"

A sub-saint from the Corpse Tribe spoke with a cold face. Although he was slapped, he was still fearless now.

Of course, the depths of his eyes were full of shock. How old is Wu Lunhua, Chu Feng, who was promoted to the sub-saint? It was beyond imagination and was too young!

Chu Feng said: "Hey, you can't talk nonsense. I am Wu Lunhua. Open your corpse eyes and see clearly and carefully. Thanks to all the fellows in the universe and the star sea, they are called Wu Lunhua. Don't recognize the wrong person, I am not a devil!"

Mad!

Many people complain in their hearts that they have never seen anyone praise themselves like this. Are you embarrassed? At the same time, some people curled their lips, no one knows that you are Chu Feng, both sides of one body.

"Stop talking nonsense, Wu Lunhua, Demon Chu Feng, you are just one person, don't argue, you don't need to say more, you have already set up a net of heaven and earth, and you will be killed today!"

In the distance, an old man with a golden body jumped up and pointed at this side, very angry.

"A tiny ant dares to yell in front of me?" Chu Feng said calmly, then slapped him with a slap. No matter what your identity is, the level of the golden body is no longer enough.

Boom!

The void was blown up, and a huge golden palm print flew over, like a metal mountain pressing down, burning and terrifying.

His speed was too fast, even if two sub-saints took action one after another, it would be too late to stop it.

With a puff, the elder of the corpse tribe did not even snort. His eyes widened, and instantly disintegrated, a blood mist evaporated, and disappeared from there.

Chu Feng spoke peacefully and said, "Let me explain, I admire the King of Chu, who is known as honest and pure. I appreciate him and are close friends. Therefore, whether it is humiliating him or targeting me, you must consider it."

There was a silence, and no one knew what to say. This was OK. He was so thick-skinned. He thought that people didn’t know that you were the same person? Maybe it was intentional!

Unexpectedly, the sub-saints did not rush to take action, even the ancient son of the corpse tribe was restrained, with a cold light shining in their eyes, hiding murderous intent.

Chu Feng realized that this was delaying time, and they must have joined forces with other teams.

"Wu Lunhua, you are so domineering, killing the elders of my clan and attacking us, you are so arrogant!" a sub-saint spoke.

"Your corpse tribe is going to the A-Immortal tribe to propose marriage. They want to humiliate me, but they even said that I am domineering and arrogant. You are so embarrassed to put a hat on me. Are you sick?"

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he slapped it out and took action again. This time he directly targeted everyone in the corpse tribe, including those guards, and then he would kill the pain first.

There are many corpse tribe evolvers in this area, including many people at the golden body level, and even masters with the golden body Great Perfection, who are the guards of the tribe.

The sub-saints do not need their level of protection, but this is a symbol of identity. They have golden slaves when traveling, demonstrating the honor and power of their master.

Now, hundreds of guards shouted, their souls trembling. Chu Feng couldn't bear the slap he took casually and they were cracked.

"You dare!"

The three sub-saints who wanted to delay time and the ancient god son Yan Kun had to take action. This time they were a little overwhelmed. How could they expect that Wu Lunhua, also known as Chu Feng, would have been promoted to the level of sub-saints? This is simply unreasonable. How long has he been practicing for practice? It is too subversive!

Om Long!

The void blew through and it had been broken through.

Although the sub-saint of the Corpse tribe is doing his best to stop it, it still doesn't help!

Under the terrifying pressure, hundreds of guards all exploded. They were all powerful evolvers, but eventually died here tragically, with no one left.

Chu Feng's control power was so wonderful that it did not affect other people and buildings, allowing these corpse elites to collapse without distinction, and both body and spirit were destroyed.

boom!

Four surging blood qi rushed up, with a vast ocean of fluctuations. It was Yan Kun, the ancient son of the corpse clan, and three sub-saints, who fought back together, and rushed to the crown with anger.

Today they were too passive and very depressed. They were slapped over and rolled out when they first appeared. They were dignified sub-saints.

Now the followers have been killed, and none of them are left. This is like slashing their faces and stepping on them again!

"I'm here this time to kill you and wait!"

Chu Feng attacked without giving them the opportunity to delay time, and made a decisive attack. The golden fist was shot out, as fast as lightning, and targeted the four masters at the same time.

This boxing seal was so amazing that it destroyed them and made them extremely embarrassed. The vast energy squeezed, but nothing existed except the sub-saint, and the void was cracked.

Bang bang bang bang!

After a series of collisions, Yan Kun flew out with his hair disheveled, and a wisp of blood was on the corner of his mouth. He and Chu Feng fought hundreds of blows in one breath, but they were slightly injured, which made him look ugly.

He came from ancient times and revived in this world. Will he be defeated by the people on earth?!

"I'm not willing!" He roared. For him, this was a great humiliation, and the scars of that year were uncovered again.

"I have to lie down even if I don't want to!" Chu Feng shouted, and stepped out of the air, forcing the other party to retreat quickly.

Chu Feng turned around instantly. His real target was the three sub-saints. It was relatively easier to kill them first.

The light golden fist seal covered the front, and Chu Feng dispersed the secret technique activated by the three sub-saints, and directly suppressed them firmly below.

"What's the situation? One person presses against Sanya Saint?" The spectators were trembling. They had already escaped into the distance, and were extremely shocked after seeing this scene.

How old is Wu Lunhua who has achieved such achievements? Whether it is the enemy or the evolvers watching the battle, they are all messy in the wind and hard to believe.

Puff puff puff!

The three sub-saints coughed up blood in big mouths, and they could not stop it even if they could do their best. One of them broke his arms under the crushing of the golden fist mark, and then his body was hit on the ground, and finally he could not withstand the erosion of the energy. With a puff, his body was bombarded by the fist mark.

Of course, this person is not dead, so he quickly reorganizes his body.

Chu Feng is on the path of becoming a saint in his body, and his spirit is also highly condensed. This physical impact is terrible and outrageous, just to deal with the old sub-saints.

The other two sub-sages also coughed up blood in their mouths, and were bombarded under the surface and buried deep in the soil.

Yan Kun, the ancient son of the Corpse Clan, roared and came from a distance with a holy weapon, trying to kill Chu Feng and rescue the three of them.

boom!

However, Chu Feng was faster and held the magic whip in his hand. This was made of purple bamboo growing near the Chaos Thunder, with powerful power.

With a bang, he blocked the weapons of the Son of the Corpse Tribe and slammed into the sky. At the same time, he activated his own holy land and rushed out of the territory with three sub-saints.

"kill!"

The three sub-saints had real holy weapons in their hands, and suddenly attacked and wanted to kill Chu Feng.

Bang!
To be continued...
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