Chapter 252

A terrifying force erupted, and the power was monstrous.

In an instant, the breath of Beimingkong has surpassed Feng Wuchen.

Even if it was suppressed by the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda, Beimingkong's power was still terrifying, worthy of being the proud son of the Kyushu Heaven.

This burst of power is his true power.

"Feng Wuchen, don't let your legs go weak!" Bei Mingkong shouted coldly, confident in his own strength.

The terrifying power of Beimingkong made Feng Wuchen's face a little dignified. Beimingkong's strength was much more tyrannical than Murong Tianlie, and Feng Wuchen did not dare to underestimate it.

When Bei Mingkong's breath stopped rising, a proud smile appeared on his face, and he looked down at Feng Wuchen condescendingly.

"Unfortunately, I didn't do my best!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Bei Mingkong's proud smile froze slightly, his face gloomy.

"Feng Wuchen hasn't done his best yet? How is this possible..." The disciples of Burial Spirit Valley were dumbfounded.

The cultivation base of the first layer of Tianyuanjing, it is enough to fight against the third layer of Tianyuanjing, and it is no problem to hurt Beimingkong, and now he still said that he has not done his best!

Is Feng Wuchen a bluff?

of course not! There is no need for Feng Wuchen to bluff!

"Buzz!"

The power of the bloodline was fully motivated, and a more domineering and terrifying force permeated from Feng Wuchen's body. The rising blood energy on the surface of the body was even more intense, and the dazzling blood light enveloped the void, turning the void into a blood-red space.

In just an instant, Feng Wuchen's soaring breath quickly caught up with Bei Mingkong.

"How can the first layer of the Tianyuan Realm have such terrifying power?" Bei Mingkong looked at Feng Wuchen in a daze.

"Monster...Feng Wuchen is a monster!"

"horrible......"

"How could he have such terrifying power?"

The disciples and the deacon elders of the Burial Valley were stunned, so frightened that they left their bodies.

They have seen many geniuses, but this is the first time they have seen a genius like Feng Wuchen.

The feeling Feng Wuchen gave them was a terrible opponent with infinite power that could never be defeated.

"Time is running out! We must defeat him as soon as possible to save Dad." Feng Wuchen secretly said, Bei Mingkong's appearance has already delayed him a lot of time.

The absence of the high-level officials of the Burial Valley is the best chance to rescue Feng Zhengxiong. Once they come back, Feng Wuchen has no hope and can only exchange it with the Nine-layer Qiankun Pagoda!

However, Feng Wuchen is not willing to hand over the Nine-layer Qiankun Pagoda. Feng Wuchen wants to rescue Feng Zhengxiong as well as the Nine-layer Qiankun Pagoda, both of which are indispensable!

"I want to see! Do you really have such terrifying power!" Bei Mingkong said angrily, stepping on the void, the terrifying speed left a whirlwind in the original position, and instantly appeared in front of Feng Wuchen .

"Profound-rank high-grade martial arts! Free and easy Heaven Breaking Palm!"

Bei Mingkong slammed loudly, his palm contained suffocating power, and blasted fiercely at Feng Wuchen, the terrifying palm wind seemed to carry an overwhelming force.

"boom!"

"puff!"

However, when Bei Mingkong slapped a palm, his face suddenly changed dramatically, and then there was a bang, and Bei Mingkong vomited blood, and his body was shot back inexplicably.

Before the martial arts were displayed, people flew out first.

"hiss......"

Seeing this scene, the disciples of Burial Spirit Valley gasped in horror, not seeing what was going on at all.

speed! Absolutely terrible speed!

A surprise attack that makes the opponent hard to guard against.

At the moment when Beimingkong used his martial skills, Feng Wuchen seized the opportunity and used teleportation to launch a ferocious attack. Beimingkong was beyond defense!

The power of Feng Wuchen's punch is full force. Without any precautions, Bei Mingkong will lose his skin even if he doesn't die!

Bei Mingkong's face was full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't see what was going on with Feng Wuchen's attack just now.

"What's wrong with his speed?" Beiming Kong was shocked, Feng Wuchen's attack was so fast that he didn't notice it.

"Where are you looking?" Feng Wuchen's icy voice came from behind Bei Mingkong strangely.

"What?" Bei Mingkong's face changed dramatically again, and his whole body trembled in horror!

The terrifying speed of Feng Wuchen completely shocked Bei Mingkong, who turned his head in horror and looked back inch by inch.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen's terrifying fist slammed into the past again, Bei Mingkong vomited blood again, and his body flew hundreds of meters away.

"Destroy the God and Cut the Soul Finger!"

Feng Wuchen raised his arm, pointed to Beimingkong flying out, and finally let out a loud cry.

"call out!"

"Boom!"

The blood-red energy beam as thick as an arm burst out, carrying the momentum that penetrated the heaven and the earth, and rushed to the Beimingkong. The Beimingkong, which was in the state of backward shooting, could not be avoided at all. The power of Beiming blew up Beimingkong, and the injury worsened.

"Master Shaogu!" The elder deacon and many disciples shouted in panic.

"Elder Deacon, think of a way, Master Shaogu is not Feng Wuchen's opponent!"

"Why haven't the Gu owner and the elders come back? If they don't come back, the young valley owner will be dead!"

The disciples were extremely panicked. The six gods had no masters.

The deacon elder was seriously injured, what can he do? The senior officials of Burial Valley have not returned, can the deacon elders be able to change them back?

After the realm of the first layer of the Tianyuan realm was consolidated, Feng Wuchen's combat power naturally increased a lot, and with the teleportation, the offensive was absolutely terrible.

Bearing Feng Wuchen's two heavy punches and the terrifying power of the ground-level martial arts, Bei Mingkong was seriously injured at this time, his face was pale, and his gorgeous clothes were tattered.

Bei Mingkong gasped heavily, staring at Feng Wuchen with fierce eyes. As the proud son of Kyushu, he did not expect to be so unbearable in front of Feng Wuchen.

Of course, the most important thing is the repressive power of the Nine-layer Universe Pagoda.

"call out!"

Feng Wuchen's figure flashed over in an instant, staring at Bei Mingkong with icy eyes, and said, "If your father let you stay here to deal with me, then he is wrong!"

"Feng Wuchen! Don't underestimate me! Without the Nine-layered Universe Pagoda, you are definitely not my opponent!" Bei Mingkong said angrily.

"Let my father go, I can spare you!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently, his icy and biting murderous aura was creepy.

"Feng Wuchen, you dare to kill Shaogu Master! This old man will kill your father first!" the deacon elder shouted angrily.

"call out!"

"laugh!"

Feng Wuchen pointed a finger, and a terrifying blood-red energy burst down, fast as lightning, and instantly pierced the heart of the elder deacon.

The elder deacon widened his eyes, his eyes full of despair.

One hit kill!

ruthless! Extremely vicious! Murder in one word!

Feng Zhengxiong is Feng Wuchen's bottom line. At this moment, Feng Wuchen must not be provoked, otherwise there will be only a dead end!

"Elder Deacon!" The disciples were frightened and angry.

"How dare you kill me, the deacon elder of the Burying Valley! Ah!" Bei Mingkong was furious, his fists clenched, and he immediately roared up to the sky.

The violent power surged and exploded frantically, Bei Mingkong actually sacrificed his own blood essence, the original serious injury led to weakness, and the peak strength was restored in an instant!

The turbulent and violent energy sent Feng Wuchen flying out.

"Blood essence!" Feng Wuchen frowned deeply.

"Feng Wuchen! Take your life!" Bei Mingkong roared, and the power of blood essence was sacrificed, which can be said to be fighting for life!

At the same time, Bei Mingkong sacrificed another sword, the jade pendant, a medium-grade spiritual tool, and his breath soared again.

"Earth-level first-grade martial arts! Sword of Xingtian!"

Bei Mingkong clasped his hands together, condensing terrifying power, and above his head, a huge energy sword of twenty feet condensed, filled with suffocating terrifying power!

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

Bei Mingkong waved his hand suddenly, and the violent energy sword burst out fiercely, the momentum destroyed the sky and the earth, the shaking void, and the rolling air waves were visible to the naked eye.

Ground-level martial arts, powerful!

"This is your strongest martial skill? It's too weak!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, looking down on Bei Mingkong's first-grade ground-level martial arts!

Feng Wuchen stretched out his right hand, and the Supreme Dragon Divine Sword flashed out of thin air, pouring the power of blood into it with all his strength.

"Destroying Soul Sword Art! Destroying Soul and Weeping Ghosts and Gods!"

Feng Wuchen suddenly shouted, his whole body flashed with blood, his aura skyrocketed, and the vast sword intent rose into the sky, as if he was about to break through the sky, like a nine-day god of war!

"What kind of sword art is this?" Feeling the terror and domineering of Jianmang, Bei Mingkong's face appeared terrified again.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

The Supreme Dragon Divine Sword slashed out, the blood light flickered, and an incomparably huge blood-colored sword light burst out of the sky, looking at the terrifying momentum, it seemed to tear the void.

"Brother Feng really understood the first form of the Soul Destruction Sword Art!" Ling Xiaoxiao laughed excitedly.

That's right! Feng Wuchen has fully comprehended the first form of Soul Destruction Sword Art!

The real soul-killing sword art! Unleash the true power of the first style!

"When did Chen'er's sword art become so terrifying!" Xiao Qingqing's face was full of horror, and her voice was trembling.

It had only been a month since the battle between Feng Wuchen and Murong Tianlie was over, and Xiao Qingqing felt that Feng Wuchen had become stronger again, with an illusion.

"boom!"

"puff!"

"Crack!"

In an instant, the blood-red sword light collided with the energy sword, and a deafening explosion resounded through the surrounding mountains. Then, in the eyes of everyone, Bei Mingkong spat out a mouthful of blood in vain, and the energy sword shattered instantly, without any resistance. force!

"Impossible...it's impossible..." Bei Mingkong was horrified, looking in horror at the huge blood-colored sword light that burst out. The dazzling brilliance covered his eyes. .

All the disciples in the Burial Valley were so frightened that they lost their minds, and the terror of Feng Wuchen was deeply engraved in their hearts.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The domineering and surging sword light slammed ruthlessly on Bei Mingkong, and the turbulent and violent energy ripples swallowed it, and his life and death were unknown.

The energy of destruction swept down, and the terrifying coercion shook all the disciples to the ground, and the Burial Valley Palace shook, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time!

Feng Wuchen's sword can be described as earth-shattering! Really have the supernatural powers of crying ghosts and gods!
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