Chapter 338: Can't kill?

The power of the Wrath of the King is beyond Yun Feiyang's imagination. He knew that all this was related to the two ancient characters. Now, he finally believed that Death Jedi must have a certain relationship with the Underworld. After Death Jedi, his combat skills also rose with the water. Now it seems that it is definitely considered his strongest combat skills. Of course, if he makes a ruthless heart into a Bagua Seal formed by the fusion of four spiritual energy, his power is unimaginable.

"What kind of combat skills is this? It seems to be much stronger than before. Look, Cheng Feng can't resist it."

"What a madman. His spiritual power is endless. It's incredible that he can even play such a terrifying combat skill."

"Even if the success or failure is the result, he will make him arrogant. Now he will meet someone even more crazy."

............

Everyone was talking about it. The huge painted black portal that covered the sky was extremely terrifying. Even if they were together far away, they could still feel the pressure from their souls.

"Impossible, I will not defeat, I will not defeat"

Cheng Feng roared wildly, instantly stimulating all the remaining spiritual power in his body, instilling it into the Ruyi Tianji Stick, trying to break the huge portal.

Unfortunately, the time for him to temporarily increase his combat power using secret techniques has passed. Now it is the period of physical weakness. Even ordinary early-stage spiritual wisdom cultivators are inferior to that of Yun Feiyang, who is still like a wolf and a tiger.

Seeing the thick Tianji stick hitting him again, Yun Feiyang's mouth smiled a sarcastic smile. Cheng Feng's power at this moment could no longer pose any threat to him. His face was as deep as water, controlling the gate of hell, and suppressing it ruthlessly.

"boom"

The Gate of Hell hit the Tianji Stick, and the unparalleled Tianji Stick immediately dimmed. The powerful shock force caused Cheng Feng's tiger's mouth torn apart, almost unable to hold on to the big stick in his hand. At the same time, another mouthful of blood was spit out.

"snort!"

Yun Feiyang snorted coldly, and the gate of hell fell down again ruthlessly, and it was extremely fierce.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"......

One, two, three, each of the attacks of the Gate of Hell was filled with a rush of seas. The loud bang made a heavy blow like a war drum deep in Cheng Feng's soul. Even he himself didn't know how much blood had been sprayed out, because he had now become a blood man. Under such great force, his blood vessels were about to burst.

Shame, great humiliation.

Compared to the physical damage, Cheng Feng felt even more humiliated in his heart. He had long made a bold statement to kill and insult the other party, but now he had to be beaten in front of everyone and had no power to fight back.

Suddenly, the big hand, which had been glowing with blood, grabbed the Ruyi Tianji Stick with one hand. Cheng Feng was shocked. When he saw the other person's smile full of faint smiles, he immediately realized that the other person was interested in his magic weapon.

"Hmph! Take it, such a magic weapon is simply defilement when putting it in your hands."

Yun Feiyang's voice was cold. As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Feng felt a strong repulsive force acting on him. At the same time, Ruyi Tianji Stick was also taken away instead of being held in his hand by the other party.

There is a spiritual sense of success in the Ruyi Tianji Rod. He immediately wanted to use his spiritual sense to regain control of the Tianji Rod. Under such an almost inevitable defeat, if he lost his strongest magic weapon again, he would have no power to resist.

However, Cheng Feng was shocked to find that the moment the Tianji Stick came into the other party's hand, he completely lost contact with it. The spiritual consciousness that remained in the Tianji Stick had been ruthlessly destroyed by the other party. This made him even more frightened. He could instantly destroy his spiritual consciousness, which was enough to show that the power of the other party's spiritual consciousness was absolutely above him. Even ordinary middle-stage strong people in the spiritual wisdom stage could not be destroyed so quickly. Then how powerful the other party's spiritual consciousness should be. Thinking of this, Cheng Feng looked at the thin figure again in fear, and suddenly felt a little regret in his heart.

"Good magic weapon"

Ruyi Tianji Stick was held in his hand, Yun Feiyang praised secretly and put it away casually. Then, he completely ignored Cheng Feng's horror and carried the gate of hell and smashed it down again.

"boom"

This time, Cheng Feng directly smashed down from the sky, and Cheng Feng's body landed on a small hill. For a moment, sand and gravel danced, blood flowers filled the sky. Cheng Feng, who lost all his support, how could he withstand such a violent attack?

The clouds fell down the sky and slowly descended, and the gate of hell was still reflected behind him. At this moment, his black hair was windless and his eyes were sharp, just like a demon god descending. Many people's eyes changed when they looked at him.

Swish!

The Gate of Hell suddenly disappeared, Yun Feiyang's breath was also restrained. He instantly landed in the air of the hill. With his big hand stretched out, a huge force of attraction came out from his palm, directly lifting Cheng Feng, who was already at the end of his strength below.

Cheng Feng was extremely miserable at this moment, and there was no good place in his body. Every inch of his skin was covered with blood. He was still coughing up blood in his mouth. But his slightly listless eyes told everyone that he was still in the clear and bright moment.

"It's so satisfying to lose, and it's a success or failure."

"Yun Xiaoyao is really amazing. I have never seen such a fierce person. Those geniuses who have never been born in the Xuanzhou sect are just like this."

"He wouldn't have to kill Cheng Feng, right? In that case, he would have completely offended Cheng's family."

.............

Many monks from afar surrounded him, wondering how Yun Feiyang would deal with Cheng Feng, but there was a large force behind Cheng Feng, so he could not kill him.

"Shengfeng, don't you want me to be a slave? Now I will give you two choices, to be my slave, or to die."

Yun Feiyang's voice was not loud, but it could make everyone hear it clearly. Everyone could hear it from that tone without any doubt. Once again, he was surprised that he actually let the genius who had started a family be a slave. I'm afraid that only Yun Feiyang could do such a move.

"What? You want me to be your slave, it's a fool, hum! You don't dare to kill me at all."

Cheng Feng simply suspected that he had heard the wrong ears. His body, which was already weak, was shocked again. Today he could be said to have lost his lord, but he was confident that the other party would not dare to kill him. In the entire Tianyuan Realm, there were not many people who dared to kill him. At least he thought that a casual cultivator would dare not, even adding a seventh-grade weapon refiner halo to the casual cultivator would not work.

"Yeah?"

Yun Feiyang's eyes turned cold and murderous intent burst out. He swung a knife out in an instant. A sharp light suddenly appeared and passed through Cheng Feng's arm. Cheng Feng's arm fell in response to the sound, and was cut off shoulder-to-shoulder, and a large piece of blood was shot out from his shoulders.

"Ah! You dare to hurt me, wait to bear the anger of getting married, you're dead."

Cheng Feng said fiercely, wanting to escape, but he could not escape Yun Feiyang's confinement. However, before his voice had completely fallen, another ray of light flashed by, and his other arm was also responding.

No one expected Yun Feiyang to be so sharp. He took action as soon as he said that, and instantly cut off Cheng Feng's arms, which was extremely cruel. For Yun Feiyang, since he had offended him, there was nothing to worry about, because he knew that even if Cheng Feng was not killed today, Cheng's family would not let him go.

"Didn't you say I dare not kill you? Tell you, the next time you will be your head."

Yun Feiyang's voice was cold, without any emotion, and without any sympathy for Cheng Feng.

"Dare you kill me?"

Cheng Feng still couldn't believe what his identity was. A wandering cultivator wanted to kill him, but when he immediately felt the powerful murderous intent emitted from Yun Feiyang, he suddenly felt a sudden shock in his heart. He finally believed that the other party dared to kill him.

"Master Yun, can't be killed"

At this moment, a rapid voice sounded, and it was Pang Mengshuang who spoke. Pang Mengshuang did not expect that Yun Feiyang was so fierce that he not only defeated Cheng Feng, but now he wanted to kill the other party. As Cheng Feng's identity, if he was killed in front of everyone, it would leave endless trouble for Yun Feiyang.

"Hmph! Can't kill? Stop it"
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