Chapter 1142

"Dong Yunfei, a disciple of the Glazed Tile School, was killed!"

"Dong Yunfei was killed! He was instantly blocked by a sword!"

"Too fast! Can't see anything, and don't know who did it."

The people who ran out of the restaurant shouted in panic.

"I heard that right? Has that bastard been killed?"

"Oh? Dong Yunfei was killed? That's a good thing. At least the city lord's daughter doesn't have to marry him. We all have a chance."

"Kill well! Animals should be killed!"

On the street, no one took pity on Dong Yunfei, on the contrary, he was very happy, and there was cheers in the lively street.

"In the late stage of the Heavenly King Realm, I am only at this level. My current strength is half a Heavenly Sovereign. If I go all out, I may not be able to compete with a real Heavenly Sovereign." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, the pitch black His eyes flashed with anticipation and excitement.

Sensing that the disciples of the Glazed Tile School were chasing after him, Feng Wuchen sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, the figure swayed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end of the street.

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Stinky boy! Kill my Glazed Tile Sect disciple, you can never leave alive!"

"Stop him! Don't let him run away! I'll upload the news right away."

Several Glazed Tile Sect disciples hurriedly pursued, furious and murderous.

Just now I was thinking about how to plan for the future, but no one expected Dong Yunfei to be killed by a stranger, which undoubtedly shattered their dreams and made several people angry.

Several Glazed Tile Sect disciples chased outside the city and found that Feng Wuchen was waiting for them at a high altitude not far away.

It's just that Feng Wuchen is no longer Feng Wuchen, but has transformed into Feng Ying.

When in Yueyun Tower, no one cared about Feng Wuchen. When Feng Wuchen made his move, no one could see it. When the people in the restaurant reacted, Feng Wuchen had disappeared without a trace.

"Are you okay?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer as he swept his eyes towards the five disciples.

"Who are you? Why did you want to kill Senior Brother Dong?" a disciple asked angrily, gritted his teeth, his face twitched violently.

"Stop talking nonsense with him! Kill that kid!" One of the more hot-tempered disciples shouted angrily, and the first one rushed to Feng Wuchen.

"Kill my Glazed Tile Sect disciple, you have no choice but to die!"

They seem to have been dominated by anger in their bodies and brains, completely forgetting how Dong Yunfei died.

Dong Yunfei is in the late stage of the Heavenly King Realm, and his cultivation is above the five disciples. Even with Dong Yunfei's cultivation, he can't escape the end of a sword, let alone five disciples.

They shot, no doubt finding their own way.

The icy eyes swept towards the five disciples who burst into the air, Feng Wuchen sneered: "You are not my opponent, and you are not my target, but don't come to die, because I will not show mercy."

However, the disciples of the Glazed Tile School were not at all threatened by Feng Wuchen.

"This is your own death." A dagger appeared out of thin air in Feng Wuchen's hands, the cold light flashed away, and the breath of the soul swept out.

"Tianying dagger! You are from the Tianying Pavilion!" Seeing the dagger around Feng Wuchen, a disciple turned pale with horror, his eyes flashing with horror.

The existence of Tianying Pavilion is definitely a nightmare for countless practitioners in the heaven.

"What? The Sky Shadow Pavilion Killer?" Several other disciples exclaimed at the same time, staring at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes, and a flash of panic flashed in their eyes.

"Humph! It's too late to know." Feng Wuchen's mouth evoked a dangerous smile, and immediately burst out in vain, with a very terrifying speed and a majestic momentum.

The speed of Feng Wuchen is extremely terrifying, as fast as lightning, and the black line is fleeting.

"This... what speed is this? A first-class killer?" A disciple was pale and terrified.

"Not good! Hurry up!" A disciple shouted in vain.

"It's too late." Feng Wuchen's cold voice sounded in vain.

"laugh!"

The moment Feng Wuchen's voice sounded, a cold light flickered strangely, and a blood spurted out of a disciple's neck, and the disciple fell on the spot.

"Junior Brother Zhang!" The four disciples shouted in horror.

They began to panic, and at such a terrifying speed, they could not avoid it at all.

Dong Yunfei's cultivation base was above them, and even he couldn't avoid them immediately, not to mention the four of them who were inferior to Dong Yunfei.

"It's too late to regret now!" Feng Wuchen's cold voice sounded again.

Feng Wuchen's icy voice, to the four of them, was like a death sentence.

"laugh!"

Another cold light flashed away, and another disciple was blocked by Feng Wuchen's sword. Feng Wuchen was like a ghost, making them unaware.

"Senior Brother Liu, let's run away! We are not his opponents. If we don't leave, we..." A disciple was extremely frightened.

However, he has not finished speaking, and he will never be able to speak again in this life.

There was a bloodstain on the disciple's neck at some point, and his hands covered his neck, and he fell down without saying a word.

The last disciple, with a pale face, trembling with fear, looked at Feng Wuchen like a devil, and the breath of death overwhelmed him.

"Don't...don't kill me..." The disciple spoke in horror, his teeth were fighting.

"That can't be done, since you know my identity, how can you keep you?" Feng Wuchen said with an expressionless face, when he spoke, the figure still burst out, fast as lightning, and the momentum was violent.

"Don't...don't..." The disciple was so frightened that he had already lost his mind.

"stop!"

At this moment, a deep roar of anger sounded. In fact, a terrifying aura descended from the sky, and the monstrous pressure instantly covered the entire Aoyun City. The terrifying aura shocked many cultivators. Like the whole sky.

"This breath is... the Great Elder of the Glazed Tile School!"

"Elder of the Glazed Tile School!"

"What's the matter? Why is the Great Elder of Glazed Tile Sect so angry?"

The sudden terrifying pressure and aura could not help but alarm the major families and the city lord of Aoyun City.

"The Realm of Heavenly Sovereign!" Feeling this terrifying aura, Feng Wuchen's complexion suddenly changed drastically.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

An extremely terrifying blue-colored energy beam burst out, and the strong sonic boom was deafening, and the space and Aoyun City vibrated violently wherever it passed.

"Dragon God Shadow!"

Feng Wuchen's face changed again, and he snorted loudly in his heart, and hurriedly used his identity to avoid it.

"Boom!"

A terrifying azure light flashed past, and slammed into a towering giant peak in the distance. With a loud bang, the giant peak collapsed instantly, and the destructive power was very terrifying.

"Elder! Help me!" The terrified disciple shouted in vain ecstasy when he heard the familiar voice.

"In the early days of Tianjun, the power is so terrifying." Feng Wuchen frowned deeply and looked at the void solemnly. (To be continued)