Chapter 3731

"With such a powerful strength, it's no wonder that Bai Xuan was easily defeated."

Xuan Hao sneered proudly: "It's a pity that no matter how strong you are, you will still die in my hands."

"Really?" Feng Wuchen said fiercely, Feng Wuchen was no stranger to Xuan Hao.

The reason why Feng Wuchen didn't notice their existence was entirely because the black matter concealed their breath.

Otherwise, Xuan Hao could not have attacked Feng Wuchen at all.

As long as you get close, Feng Wuchen can detect it.

"Just because you want to kill me?" Feng Wuchen said with a sneer.

Xuan Hao jokingly sneered and said: "One-on-one, I admit that I am not your opponent, but the battle just now must have consumed a lot of your strength, such a powerful sword technique consumes a lot of power, plus you are being beaten by me. Injured, do you think you can still live?"

"Of course!" Feng Wuchen said with a sneer, while speaking, the Dragon God Sword was sacrificed, and his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

Xuan Hao dared to attack, Feng Wuchen was already motivated to kill.

After all, if Feng Wuchen didn't have an immortal body, I'm afraid he would really die in Xuan Hao's hands.

"Arrogant!" Xuan Hao sneered disdainfully.

But at the moment when his words fell, his face changed drastically.

"What's the matter? How did the wound disappear?" Xuan Hao was shocked, and found that the wound that had attacked Feng Wuchen had disappeared.

"The wound has disappeared?" The purple-titled ancient god was also taken aback.

They saw with their own eyes that Feng Wuchen was pierced through his chest by a terrifying force, how could the wound disappear?

Xuan Hao's strength is absolutely powerful, and a sneak attack can definitely be seriously injured.

But Feng Wuchen is now the same as nothing.

Feng Wuchen has recovered!

How is this going?

Are they delusional?

"When I fought against Bai Xuan, the person in the dark should be you, right?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, the domineering bloodline force urged.

"Feng Wuchen's aura has not weakened at all!" The purple-titled ancient god said in shock, the terrifying sense of oppression made him feel enormous pressure.

"How is this possible? In the battle with Zhou Feng, he obviously consumed a lot of power, how can he still be so powerful?" Xuan Hao was shocked again, his face full of disbelief.

Feng Wuchen's aura was still at its peak, and Xuan Hao was no match at all.

How did they know that Feng Wuchen had an immortal body?

In the battle just now, Feng Wuchen did consume a lot of power.

But the speed at which the immortal body recovers is very terrifying.

The power consumed by Feng Wuchen has now been completely recovered.

"You dare to attack me, I will take your life!" Feng Wuchen sneered, his cold murderous aura instantly multiplied.

With a thought, Thousand Illusions Dafa was displayed.

"laugh!"

In an instant, the sword light flickered, and the purple titled ancient god who killed Zhou Feng was directly killed by Feng Wuchen's sword!

"Xia Yang!" Xuan Hao shouted suddenly.

Xia Yang stared at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes. He never thought that Feng Wuchen would attack him first.

And Xia Yang didn't react at all.

The speed of the wind and dust is too fast.

"Destroy one first, then you will be next." Feng Wuchen sneered, staring at Xuan Hao with icy eyes, as if he could kill Xuan Hao at any time.

Xuan Hao was extremely frightened. He didn't expect that even if the sneak attack was successful, he still couldn't do anything about Feng Wuchen.

The power of Feng Wuchen was beyond his imagination.

In the face of Feng Wuchen's contempt, Xuan Hao didn't dare to do anything.

"Feng Wuchen was seriously injured by my sneak attack. He can't have such terrifying power. What the hell is going on?" Xuan Hao was extremely frightened in his heart, and his body trembled.

After watching the battle between Feng Wuchen and Zhou Feng, Xuan Hao knew that Feng Wuchen was terrifying and that he was not an opponent.

Xuan Hao did not dare to fight to the death with Feng Wuchen.

Because it must be him who died.

"Feng Wuchen, if you dare to kill me from the Pangu Temple, the Pangu Temple will never forgive you!" Xuan Hao shouted angrily, holding back his fear.

"I know, so, if I kill you one more, the result will be the same." Feng Wuchen sneered, the terrifying aura locked on Xuan Hao.

Xuan Hao was terrified and felt the overwhelming pressure.

The ancient god with the red title is actually afraid of the ancient god with the purple title, and no one will believe it.

Xuan Hao condensed black matter, turned it into dozens of black swords and shot at Feng Wuchen, and at the same time wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

It's a pity that Feng Wuchen didn't give him a chance to escape at all.

"call out!"

Feng Wuchen dodged, and the Dragon God Sword was placed on Xuan Hao's shoulder.

"Sneak attack hurts me, come when you want, and leave when you want, is there really such a good thing?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, looking at Xuan Hao's eyes as if he were looking at a dead person.

That's right! In Feng Wuchen's eyes, Xuan Hao was already dead.

"Feng Wuchen, if you fight to the death, you may not be able to kill me!" Xuan Hao said fiercely and angrily.

"Your strength is far worse than the one just now. If I want to kill you, I only need a sword." Feng Wuchen said contemptuously, not taking Xuan Hao seriously at all.

"Hmph! Let's try it!" Xuan Hao was provoked, how could he admit it in front of the purple-titled ancient god?

"Try it? Are you worthy?" Feng Wuchen said disdainfully, and the divine power of time burst out immediately.

Just as Xuan Hao was about to boost his energy, he was horrified to find that his body suddenly slowed down.

what's going on?

What's the trick?

Intense fear came over him, the feeling of death.

Xuan Hao wanted to ask for mercy, but found that he spoke very slowly and could not speak at all.

"You don't deserve to die under my sword." Feng Wuchen said coldly, and immediately urged the ancestor of all fires.

"Pong!"

Feng Wuchen flicked his fingers, and at the same time withdrew the divine power of time, the ancestor of Wan Huo devoured Xuan Hao in an instant.

"Ah!" Xuan Hao screamed suddenly.

"Feng Wuchen, stop it! Stop it! Don't kill me!" Xuan Hao screamed in horror and begged for mercy.

Feng Wuchen ignored it and flew away directly.

In less than a minute, even the ancient god with the red title was swallowed up by the ancestor of ten thousand fires and vanished into ashes.

Such an ending was something Xuan Hao never expected.

If he had known such a result, and given Xuan Hao 10,000 courage, he would never have dared to take action.

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Pangu Temple.

"Elder! Something happened! Xuan Hao and Xia Yang were killed! Their soul jade shattered!"

A disciple, screaming in panic, rushed into the hall to report.

The powerhouses up and down the Pangu Temple were all stunned.

They couldn't believe that someone dared to kill the disciples of Pangu Temple?

Don't you know the terrifying power of Pangu Temple?

"What? Killed?" The expressions of the six elders changed drastically.

Seeing the two broken soul jade stones, the Great Elder was furious and said gloomily, "Dragon Soul is so courageous!"

"Feng Wuchen is afraid that he doesn't know the strength of our Pangu Temple!" An elder gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Since the Dragon Soul doesn't take our Pangu Temple in their eyes, let them see our strength!" An elder shouted angrily, his old face terrifying.