Chapter 247

The restaurant was dead silent, and the shocking and slightly dull eyes fell on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen is just throwing it away, and it has such terrifying power.

"The strength of this young man is terrifying!"

"Hidden very deep, you can't see the depth of his cultivation."

"That person seems to be from the Burial Valley! This kid is not small."

The silent restaurant suddenly became noisy.

Outside the restaurant, many cultivators also gathered to watch, curious about what happened.

Feng Wuchen put the gold coin on the table, then walked out of the restaurant and walked towards He Mo.

Feng Wuchen's power was very powerful, and with a flick of his hand, he threw He Mo from the street of the restaurant to another street, crashing four attic buildings in the middle.

He Mo's head was bleeding and he was seriously injured, but he wasn't dead yet, but he couldn't get up.

When he was in Feng's house, Feng Wuchen didn't dare to touch him. He Mo didn't expect that after Feng Wuchen came to Kyushu, not only did he move him, but he really dared to kill him!

"He Mo in Spirit Burial Valley? Who is so ruthless?"

"Who is so courageous, even the people in the Burial Valley dare to fight!"

"Look at this trajectory, it came from the restaurant."

Everyone's eyes followed the trajectory of He Mofei, and they saw Feng Wuchen and the three of them walking over.

Three strangers!

Everyone is very sure that no one has seen Feng Wuchen and the three of them.

So unfamiliar, He Moding is undoubtedly injured by them, who doesn't know about Burial Valley in Kyushu? Who dares to move He Mo?

Don't look at He Mo's only cultivation of the third-level Yuandan realm, but He Mo has a lot of fame in Kyushu and also has a certain status in the Burial Valley.

Of course, it wasn't because of himself, but because He Mo had an alchemist's elder brother, He Tianxiong, who was a third-grade alchemist and a master of a fifth-grade alchemist.

With this layer-by-layer relationship, He Mo became so prosperous that not many people dared to touch him in Kyushu!

The three Feng Wuchen came over, and the cultivators who were watching gave in one after another.

He Mo, who was seriously injured, with an extremely pale face, glared at Feng Wuchen, and said, "No one dares to touch me in Kyushu. If you dare to kill me, I guarantee that you will not be able to go back alive!"

Feng Wuchen's face was expressionless, and he stared at He Mo coldly, his terrifying gaze frightened the cultivators who were watching.

Such an intimidating gaze from such a young boy.

"Just because you're from the Spirit Burial Valley?" Feng Wuchen asked indifferently, and a chilling murderous aura permeated the air.

The heavy and cold murderous aura made everyone tremble with fear, and they looked at Feng Wuchen with more and more horror.

What is the origin of this young man? Murder is so terrible!

Knowing that He Mo is from the Spirit Burial Valley, how dare he do it?

Could it be that the young man in front of him is even more terrifying than He Mo?

He Mo was flustered and angry at the same time. When did he suffer from such anger in Kyushu? Even if other great powers see him, they should respect him by three points.

But Feng Wuchen didn't take him seriously at all!

"Young man, don't be impulsive, He Mo's brother is a third-grade alchemist, and his brother's master is a fifth-grade alchemist!" Suddenly an old man reminded him.

"Oh?" Feng Wuchen was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "So that's the case, no wonder you said that no one dared to touch you in Kyushu, so it turns out that there are fifth-grade alchemists backing you."

"Stinky boy, you dare to take action on Brother He Mo before you know it clearly, I think you are tired of living!" A man suddenly stood up and shouted at Feng Wuchen coldly, it seemed that he planned to help He Mo.

"It's just killing yourself! Injuring Brother He Mo, you don't want to leave alive!" Several other men who were not weak stood up.

His icy eyes swept to the four men, and Feng Wuchen asked indifferently, "You want to stop me?"

He Mo has the backing of a fifth-grade alchemist, and this is a good opportunity to win over He Mo. Maybe he will get a lot of benefits in the future.

A fifth-grade alchemist has a detached status, who doesn't want to flatter him?

Just like Yang Tianxian of the Flame Empire, as a fifth-grade alchemist, he was named a national master by the empire!

"Kill him for me, and you will benefit!" He Mo shouted angrily, seeming to have forgotten his mission this time.

He Mo's task was to ask Feng Wuchen to go to the Spirit Burial Valley, but he was furious and completely ignored it.

"Brother He Mo, don't worry, with us here, he won't want to hurt you again!" A man at the eighth level of Yuandan realm sneered confidently.

But when his voice fell, the man's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he suddenly saw a palm print rapidly expanding in his eyes, and the palm of the violent force slammed down at him.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen shot fiercely and mercilessly. He slammed his palm on the man's Tianling cover in an instant. With a loud bang, the man spit out blood and died on the spot!

"Whoever stops me will die!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, and the other three were immediately paralyzed on the ground in horror, their faces pale.

The cultivators onlookers were stunned, their eyes filled with fear!

The powerhouse of the eighth level of Yuandan was actually beaten to death by the young man in front of him!

He Mo was terrified, he endured severe injuries and severe pain and got up, trying to escape!

As long as He Mo can escape, he will have the opportunity to come back for revenge!

But unfortunately, one of the people who stood up to help He Mo was killed, and the other three were so scared that they didn't dare to take action.

Killing the eighth level of Yuandan Realm with one palm, such a terrifying strength, had already scared everyone to pieces.

He Mo looked at Feng Wuchen in horror and despair, and regretted threatening Feng Wuchen, otherwise he would not end up like this.

"call out!"

Feng Wuchen's figure suddenly appeared, blocking He Mo's way.

The sudden appearance of Feng Wuchen frightened the street cultivators to retreat in horror, and no one dared to approach.

"Where do you want to go?" Feng Wuchen asked indifferently.

"Don't... don't kill me!" He Mo knelt down in horror and begged for mercy when he saw Feng Wuchen appear.

"Don't you have the support of a fifth-grade alchemist? I want to kill you now, why didn't you see him come out?" Feng Wuchen asked indifferently.

"Gollum..."

He Mo swallowed in fear, his face pale as paper.

"Feng...Feng Wuchen, I know I'm wrong, please don't kill me!" He Mo kowtowed in horror and begged for mercy. Facing the breath of death, He Mo's line of defense had already been broken.

"Not only do I want to kill you, the Buried Spirit Valley has captured my father, and everyone has to die!" Feng Wuchen lowered his voice, as if it came from the abyss of the Nine Serenities, icy cold and creepy.

"call out!"

Feng Wuchen's voice fell, and a sonic boom suddenly came from behind, and a burst of white energy burst, containing powerful power.

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen, who was aware of it, didn't turn his head, and swung his left hand back, with a muffled thud, and shattered the white energy with tough means.

"Stinky boy, you have some skills." A proud sneer came from behind.

The person who came was a young man, dressed in gorgeous brocade, holding a happy fan in his hand, looking like a scholar.

"Master Zhang!" On the street, the eyes of the cultivators all swept over.

The young man is Zhang Bufan, the eldest young man of the Zhang family in Tianfeng City. His cultivation base has reached the eighth level of Yuandan realm, and his cultivation base is much more tyrannical than the previous man.

The Zhang family is a big family in Tianfeng City, with profound background and strong strength.

Zhang Bufan is a genius of the Zhang family, Tianfeng City Tianjiao, under the age of twenty, his cultivation has reached the eighth level of Yuandan Realm.

"Master Zhang! Help me!" Seeing Zhang Bufan, He Mo hurriedly shouted as if he saw a life-saving straw.

"Whoever comes can't save you!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently, punching He Mo's chest directly.

"call out!"

Zhang Bufan frowned, and immediately urged Zhen Yuan to use his body technique. With a bang, a black shadow flashed, and in the blink of an eye, He Mo was rescued from Feng Wuchen's fist.

The speed is very terrifying. Under the same level, Zhang Bufan's speed is absolutely dominant.

"If you want to kill, you have to ask this young master. In terms of speed, this young master is still very self-sufficient..." Zhang Bufan sneered proudly, but before he could finish speaking, the proud smile suddenly stiffened. down.

"Your speed is no more than that!" Feng Wuchen's cold voice suddenly came from Zhang Bufan's left.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen appeared strangely, and punched He Mo's chest with a bang. The violent force hit He Mo to vomit blood, and his figure flew out of Zhang Bufan's hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

With the terrifying power, He Mo flew out like a cannonball, crashing into buildings and causing a large cloud of smoke.

Feng Wuchen's punch mercilessly killed He Mo!

The terrifying power frightened many cultivators on the street to tremble and couldn't help trembling.

"How is that possible..." Zhang Bufan's face was shocked, he couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen's speed was so terrifying, so terrifying that he couldn't notice it!

Zhang Bufan has always been good at speed, but in front of Feng Wuchen, his proud speed is not as good as Feng Wuchen!

The shocked Zhang Bufan stood there blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

Zhang Bufan couldn't believe that a man younger than him was superior to him in both speed and strength, and what shocked Zhang Bufan even more was that Feng Wuchen had not activated his true essence.

What kind of cultivation is the young man in front of? Is it really so scary to be young?

Feng Wuchen squinted at Zhang Bufan beside him, and said indifferently, "If you plan to intervene, I don't mind killing you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Bufan, who was shocked, frowned and his face became gloomy. As a genius of the Zhang family, when was he so looked down upon by others?

Zhang Bufan was furious in his heart, and a tyrannical force burst out, and said solemnly: "You can try!"

"I dare to kill He Mo in Spirit Burial Valley, and am I still afraid of your Zhang family?" Feng Wuchen said indifferently, fearless, and a heavy and bitter murderous aura permeated.

Since He Mo was killed, it was destined that the trip to Kyushu would not be smooth, and Feng Wuchen was not afraid to make things bigger.

"Chen'er!" Xiao Qingqing hurriedly came over, blocking Feng Wuchen, and said, "Chen'er, forget it."

"Brother Feng, we still have business to do." Ling Xiaoxiao also turned around to stop him.

"Let's go." Feng Wuchen restrained his breath and said indifferently.

"Who are you?" Zhang Bufan asked with a frown.

Feng Wuchen did not answer, and did not need to answer.

"How unreasonable!" Zhang Bufan was furious, his face was hideous, and he wanted to kill Feng Wuchen, but for some reason, Feng Wuchen's eyes that didn't put him in his eyes made him feel jealous again.