Chapter 253

The might of a sword, the might of the sky, stuns the Burial Valley!

Bei Mingkong sacrificed his blood essence to restore his peak strength, and his combat power was absolutely terrible.

Of course, Feng Wuchen tried his best to cast the Soul Destruction Sword Art, and the collision would injure Bei Mingkong, and the power was even more domineering and terrifying.

Bei Mingkong, who is at the peak of power, is vulnerable to a single blow in front of the Soul Destruction Sword Art!

With this sword, Feng Wuchen is enough to defeat Bei Mingkong in his peak form!

Soul Destruction Sword Art is worthy of being an immortal art! The formidable power is by no means comparable to the ground-level martial arts skills.

The vibrations slowly dissipated, and the Burial Spirit Valley was dead silent.

High in the sky, Feng Wuchen's complexion was a little pale, and performing Immortal Jue was still too laborious for the current Feng Wuchen, and consumed a lot of real energy.

Under the terrifying Jianmang attack, no matter how strong Beimingkong is, he is absolutely unable to bear it, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

As the terrifying energy ripples dissipated, Bei Mingkong's blurry figure gradually emerged in everyone's sight.

Bei Mingkong was covered in blood, his injuries were extremely serious, his face was pale, and there was no trace of blood. The body suspended in the sky was shaking and would fall down at any time.

The incomparably weak Beimingkong has lost the ability to fight and can be suspended high in the sky, which is completely supported by will.

It is definitely lucky that Bei Mingkong can still survive, but it is also the most painful.

Bei Mingkong, as one of the proud sons of the Kyushu Heaven, fought against Feng Wuchen, not only did he not take advantage of it, but he was severely injured by Feng Wuchen, which was a great shame for him!

Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the Nine-fold Universe Pagoda was taken into his body, his icy eyes swept to the disciple who was terribly terrified, and said coldly, "Let my father go, or I will kill him!"

"Quick! Quickly release Feng Zhengxiong!" The eldest disciple of Burial Valley suddenly woke up and shouted in horror.

"I... I will be defeated by you..." Bei Mingkong, who was seriously injured, struggled to spit out a few words, but in the end he couldn't hold it any longer, his eyes darkened, and his figure fell. down.

"Master Shaogu!" The disciples of Burial Spirit Valley were extremely panicked.

"Kong'er!" At the moment when Beimingkong fell, a panicked and angry roar suddenly came from high in the distance.

A majestic and terrifying breath came, and the speed was very terrifying. It was the high-level of Burial Valley!

The powerhouse of the Burial Valley is back!

"Not good!" Ling Xiaoxiao's face changed greatly, and he said anxiously: "Brother Feng, the powerhouse of Burial Valley is back!"

"It's broken!" Feng Wuchen frowned and hurriedly said, "Xiaoxiao, protect my mother!"

"call out!"

In a hurry, Feng Wuchen used teleportation to capture Bei Mingkong, who had fallen unconscious.

Beimingkong is now undoubtedly the life-saving charm of Feng Wuchen!

"Feng Wuchen, stop!" The Valley Master of Burial Valley roared furiously, his eyes bloodshot.

Feng Wuchen grabbed the unconscious Bei Mingkong by the neck and picked it up, and was so frightened that the senior officials of Burial Valley stopped, not daring to take another half step!

"The Valley Master and the others are back!" The disciples of the Burial Valley were overjoyed and saw hope.

At the same time when the senior officials of Burial Valley were furious, they were also shocked by the terror of Feng Wuchen's strength.

The strength of Bei Mingkong, they are very clear, absolutely terrible, but they were defeated by Feng Wuchen, which they did not expect.

Even if he knew that Feng Wuchen was tyrannical, he never knew that Feng Wuchen was tyrannical enough to defeat Bei Mingkong!

"Stinky boy! Let go of Konger! Otherwise, I will kill your father!" Ancestor Beiming, the owner of the Burial Spirit Valley, roared, completely in the tone of the following order, and the terrifying murderous aura rose into the sky, the terrifying power of the fifth level of the Tianyuan Realm. It also erupted, and a large void shook.

"You dare to kill Zhengxiong! I will kill your son!" Xiao Qingqing shouted angrily, looking very tough.

"Xiao Qingqing! Without the support of the Xiao family, do you really think you can leave the Burial Valley alive? Let it go!" Old Ancestor Beiming's face turned hideous, his eyes extremely fierce.

"It's not necessarily that you can kill us." Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly.

"Didn't you say that if I kill one of you in Spirit Burial Valley, you will break one of my father's legs? Look below, the elder deacon of Spirit Burial Valley was killed by me, who of you can try to break my father's other leg. "Feng Wuchen said coldly, his icy eyes swept to one of the high-level people in the Burial Valley.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's icy and murderous gaze, the man trembled all over, and panic filled his face instantly.

This person is the one who conveyed the news to Feng Wuchen.

"You broke my father's leg, right? I remember you said it yourself." Feng Wuchen said coldly, raising his left hand and pointing his index finger at the terrified high-level executive.

"call out!"

"laugh!"

The terrifying power condensed on the fingertips, the blood flashed, strange and terrifying,

Immediately, it shot out with a lightning-like momentum, and disappeared in a flash, piercing the heart of the high-level man.

The terrifying blood light flashed away, and the powerful ninth-level Yuandan realm died!

"Huangshan!"

"You bastard! How dare you kill someone!"

Old Ancestor Beiming and other high-level officials were so angry that Feng Wuchen dared to kill someone!

But none of them dared to stop them, Bei Mingkong was being held by Feng Wuchen, and they did not dare to act rashly.

"If I break my father's leg, I will pay with my life!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, not afraid of the top of the Burial Valley.

"Gu master! This old man has severely damaged Feng Wuchen's soul body. You take the opportunity to save Shaogu master, and you must not let them leave alive!" The elder frowned and whispered.

"Hurry up!" Ancestor Beiming said angrily, he couldn't bear it anymore, he decided to smash Feng Wuchen into ten thousand pieces!

The first elder fully motivated his soul power and launched an attack decisively.

The ancestor of Beiming in the Burial Valley was ready to take action. Once Feng Wuchen was severely injured, he would rescue Beimingkong as quickly as possible.

However, what puzzled them was that the terrifying soul force slammed into Feng Wuchen, but there was no response at all.

"This..." The elder was stunned, confused, and didn't know what was going on.

The senior officials of Burial Valley were also stunned. What the hell happened?

"Old thing! You want to hurt me with just your little soul power?" Feng Wuchen sneered contemptuously, with a hint of pride at the corner of his mouth.

"Humph!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen motivated the soul force, majestic and domineering, and immediately snorted heavily, the majestic soul force shocked the elder to vomit blood.

"Great Elder!" Ancestor Beiming and the others turned pale in shock.

"How can a fourth-grade alchemist have such a domineering soul power? It can actually hurt the old man!" The first elder was terrified. He was also a fourth-grade alchemist, and Feng Wuchen's soul power was so overbearing that he hit the first elder in an instant.

The first elder has been promoted to the fourth-grade alchemy master for many years, and his soul power is absolutely strong.

Old Ancestor Beiming and the others couldn't believe that with the soul power of the Great Elder, they were unable to compete with Feng Wuchen's soul power.

"Old man, judging from the fire poison in your body, it's been eight years since you broke through the fourth-grade alchemy master, and the realm of alchemy hasn't improved in the past eight years, but the fire poison often occurs. It's very uncomfortable, right? A little bit of diligence." Feng Wuchen said contemptuously.

Hearing this, the first elder was shocked and dumbfounded, and his old eyes stared at Feng Wuchen without moving.

How does Feng Wuchen know that it has been eight years since the Great Elder broke through to a fourth-grade alchemist? Fire poison can still be seen? In eight years, can you see that your soul power has improved a little?

What kind of magic is this?

When Patriarch Beiming and the Great Elder were extremely shocked, a disciple brought Feng Zhengxiong out. Feng Zhengxiong was seriously injured and his right leg was broken.

"Aunt Xiao! It's Uncle Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao said quickly.

"Zhengxiong!" Xiao Qingqing shouted worriedly, at this moment, Xiao Qingqing finally couldn't control her emotions, tears kept rolling down.

Xiao Qingqing cried with joy, and finally saw Feng Zhengxiong himself.

Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly led Xiao Qingqing down, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Feng Zhengxiong, so frightened that the disciples collapsed to the ground and crawled back in horror.

"Qingqing? Chen'er! Why are you here?" Feng Zhengxiong, who was seriously injured, asked in astonishment, thinking he was dazzled.

"Zhengxiong, I finally found you!" Xiao Qingqing cried bitterly. In the past few months, she has not lived a peaceful day, and has been thinking about Feng Zhengxiong's safety.

"Uncle Feng, take the pill quickly." Ling Xiaoxiao took out the healing pill and gave it to him.

"Tian...Tianyuanjing!" Feng Zhengxiong widened his eyes, looked at Feng Wuchen in horror, and said in horror, "Chen'er broke through Tianyuanjing?"

Seeing that Feng Zhengxiong's leg was broken and his injuries were still so serious, the murderous aura that filled Feng Wuchen's body instantly increased several times.

"I killed two of you in the Burial Valley, do you want to break my father's leg now?" Feng Wuchen asked gloomily, his voice with a low growl and every word with a murderous aura.

With extremely fierce eyes staring at Feng Wuchen, the ancestor of Beiming shouted angrily: "Feng Wuchen, if Kong'er dies, you don't want to live!"

The ancestor of Beiming suddenly stepped down, and the Tianyuan realm powerhouses appeared one after another, besieging Feng Zhengxiong and the three.

The ancestor of Beiming condensed terrifying power, facing Feng Zhengxiong with his palms, and shouted angrily: "Feng Wuchen! Let go!"

"Xiaoxiao, take my parents away!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, not at all threatened.

"Humph! Can you go?" An elder said angrily, glancing at Ling Xiaoxiao and the others with disdain.

"I want to go, you can't stop me!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, urging his True Yuan to lift Feng Zhengxiong and Ling Xiaoxiao, and at the same time condensed a blue barrier.

"Stinky girl, you are courting death!" An elder shouted angrily, mobilizing his true essence, and slammed it with a palm.

"boom!"

"puff!"

A fierce palm slammed on the barrier, and with a bang, the elder's face changed wildly, and then he spewed a mouthful of blood, and his body was shot backwards.

"How is this possible!" The elder was extremely frightened. The terrifying power made him feel like he was falling into hell, and he was so scared that his soul was scattered.

"Second Elder!" Ancestor Beiming and the other high-level leaders turned pale in shock and were incomparably horrified.

How can there be such a terrifying barrier in the first layer of Tianyuanjing? What power is this? With the cultivation of the second elder at the third level of Tianyuanjing, he could not be shaken, but was severely injured!

"It's too much!" Ling Xiaoxiao said disdainfully, and then took Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing into the sky.

The ancestors of Beiming were so terrified that they didn't dare to stop them. The blue barrier was so terrifying that it completely shocked them.