Chapter 780

Eighteen Heavenly Realm powerhouses all died under the Feng Wuchen sword in a blink of an eye.

The ferocious strength and brutal methods deeply shocked the three elders of the Dongfang family and Tian Yunzi.

"It's over... it's over..." The three elders were trembling all over, completely desperate.

Once again offending Feng Wuchen, they dared not think about the consequences.

"You three old people, you really can't cry without seeing the coffin." Feng Wuchen said solemnly, his fierce eyes frightened the three elders to kneel in horror.

"Forgive your life! Little brother, spare your life!"

"It's all my fault that I was confused for a while, I shouldn't think about revenge for the master!"

"Little brother, we know we are wrong, please spare our lives, the Dongfang family has to rely on us to support."

The three elders repeatedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, so scared that their courage was broken.

"Since you miss Patriarch Dongfang so much, then I'll send you to see him!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, while speaking, a black flame condensed in the palm of his left hand, and an icy and terrifying chill swept out fiercely.

"Chichi!"

Wherever the icy cold air passed, the air froze into ice, and the space within a radius of several dozen meters condensed into an ice attribute space.

Looking at the icy black flame, the three elders were desperate.

"Is this... a flame?" Tian Yunzi was shocked, staring at the black flame on Feng Wuchen's palm with wide eyes.

At the same time, Tian Yunzi could clearly feel that the real fire in his body seemed to be suppressed and became extremely weak.

"The real fire of Jiumei refined by this old man has been suppressed." Tian Yunzi's heart was shocked again.

"Shhhhhh!"

Feng Wuchen waved his hand mercilessly, and three black flames burst out in vain. Wherever they passed, the space turned into glaciers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tian Yunzi was horrified and immediately dodged away.

"No! Spare your life! Little brother, spare your life!"

Wu Huo locked the three elders, and the three cried out in despair.

The three elders were severely injured by Feng Wuchen yesterday, and their injuries did not recover much.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The three storage rings fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Qingyang, Lin You, Wushuang, you all go to collect the spoils." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, only the strong in the Heavenly Realm store the ring, and there will be no shortage of treasures in storage.

"It's so tiring!" Liu Qingyang and the others excitedly swayed out and collected the spoils. They were definitely veterans.

Looking at Tian Yunzi with icy eyes, Feng Wuchen's figure slowly lowered his body, and said proudly: "Seventh-grade inscription tattoo master, right? Although I don't know what benefits the Dongfang family has given you, I will invite you so quickly. Come to deal with me, but I can tell you clearly, you can't go back today."

Tian Yunzi frowned deeply, his old face dignified.

Feng Wuchen's strength is really strong, but it doesn't scare Tian Yunzi.

While Tian Yunzi is a seventh-grade inscription master, his cultivation is also the realm of the ninth level of the heavenly realm. With the runes of the earth, he is not afraid of Feng Wuchen.

However, what makes Tian Yunzi curious is where Feng Wuchen's confidence in saying these words comes from.

"The strength is really not simple, what kind of flame was the black flame just now?" Tian Yunzi asked with a frown, quite curious.

"The flame that can kill you!" Feng Wuchen sneered, while speaking, Feng Wuchen waved his hand suddenly, and a wisp of black fire turned into black lightning and shot out.

Tian Yunzi's complexion changed slightly, and his figure immediately jumped into the sky, daring not to touch the black fire at all.

The black fire can instantly swallow the three elders, and the icy aura that spreads can freeze the space into ice, which shows how terrifying it is.

What's more, his Jiu Mei True Fire has been suppressed!

"Is the realm of the ninth level of the heavenly realm so timid?" Feng Wuchen laughed.

Tian Yunzi stared at Feng Wuchen without speaking, then turned to leave.

Tian Yunzi didn't know what the black flame was, but it made him feel very dangerous. He didn't dare to try, so he had to retreat.

However, since he came, how could Feng Wuchen let him go back alive?

Feng Wuchen has always been a person who has revenge.

"It's all coming, why go?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, the domineering and majestic soul force in his body was urged, and then under the control of Feng Wuchen, he rushed out violently.

"What? This is soul power! Are you also an inscription master?" Feeling Feng Wuchen's soul power, Tian Yunzi, who was not far away, looked back in shock.

Tian Yunzi's old face was a little stiff, he couldn't believe that with his seventh-rank realm, he couldn't see that Feng Wuchen was also an inscription master!

"Seventh-grade inscription master! You are actually seventh-grade inscription master!" Tian Yunzi's eyes widened, and he became more and more shocked. It was unbelievable.

Feng Wuchen was young, but he was actually a seventh-grade inscription pattern master!

Shocked! Tian Yunzi's heart is extremely shocked!

At this moment, Tian Yunzi finally understood where Feng Wuchen's words were from his confidence, from Feng Wuchen's vigorous soul force!

Tian Yunzi did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly urged his soul force to resist.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The two tyrannical soul forces collided in an instant, and there was a bang. At the moment of the explosion, Tian Yunzi's old face changed greatly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"How is this possible..." Tian Yunzi looked at Feng Wuchen with a horrified expression.

The realm of the seventh-rank inscription inscription master, a face-to-face head-on, Tian Yunzi's soul body was shocked.

"The hall master is like a god, and the four realms have reached the seventh grade!" Ye Tianwei said enviously.

"This is just the teacher's superficial realm. The real realm is even more terrifying." Zhang Junlan laughed.

Feng Wuchen has obtained everything from the Evil Dragon God, the four realms are unfathomable, and a mere seventh-grade inscription tattoo master, Feng Wuchen really didn't take it seriously.

"You... Who the hell are you?" Tian Yunzi, terrified, hurriedly asked.

Tian Yunzi had never seen such a young man against the sky, and he already regretted coming.

"The dying person is not qualified to know." Feng Wuchen sneered, controlling the breath of the Dragon God in the black fire, Feng Wuchen controlled the fire poison in Tian Yunzi's body, and guided the fire poison out.

Tian Yunzi's complexion changed drastically when he noticed the sudden onset of fire poison.

"This fire poison is wrong!" Tian Yunzi said in horror, the horror level of fire poison was several times more terrifying than previous attacks.

"what......"

Tian Yunzi screamed, his whole body was on fire, and black smoke billowed out.

"You can control this old man's fire poison!" Tian Yunzi, who screamed in fear, had already guessed it.

"You guessed it right! This is your last fire poison attack, enjoy it." Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Ah..." Tian Yunzi's heart-piercing scream, with his cultivation base, was simply unable to forcibly suppress the terrifying fire poison.

In less than a minute, Tian Yunzi died of his own fire poison, turned into ashes and dispersed.

Tian Yunzi, a seventh-grade inscription master of the Northern Xuanyu generation, fell into Xumi City. (To be continued)