Emissary, lend me some power. The power of an Eight Star Saint Emperor will do. "Feng Wuchen transmitted his voice.
Hearing Feng Wuchen's voice transmission, the emissary immediately lent his power to Feng Wuchen.
"What? Are you so scared that you don't dare to move? "Seeing that Feng Wuchen didn't move, the contempt on Xia Yuqing's face increased.
Xia Yuqing didn't care about a mere Saint King at all. He could kill him with one palm.
Boom! Xia Yuqing ruthlessly slammed his palm on Feng Wuchen's chest without any mercy.
"Hmph! With just you … this … how is this possible? " Xia Yuqing's palm fell, and the contemptuous sneer on his face instantly stiffened, replaced by shock and disbelief.
Countless scenes of Feng Wuchen's tragic death appeared in Xia Yuqing's mind, but none of them appeared before his eyes.
"What's going on? How can Feng Wuchen block Xia Yuqing's power? "A Saint Emperor expert said in shock.
"He didn't even use his power. He completely blocked it with his physical body. Isn't he a Saint King?" Another Saint Emperor expert was also shocked, his face full of disbelief. The power of a Seven Star Divine Emperor, when the palm fell, couldn't shake Feng Wuchen at all! Was this a Saint King cultivator? Absolutely not! "You … you can't block my power! Absolutely impossible! " Xia Yuqing said with a face full of shock, his expression extremely stiff.
Feng Wuchen slowly grabbed Xia Yuqing's wrist and sneered, "Xia Yuqing, a Seven Star Saint Emperor isn't very strong. Do you think you can kill me now after injuring me last time? You underestimate me too much. "
"Ah!"
As Feng Wuchen spoke, the power of his claw became stronger. Xia Yuqing's face twitched, and finally, he couldn't help but scream.
"You're clearly a Saint King. It's impossible for you to have this kind of power!" Xia Yuqing said in shock. The pain in his wrist made him feel like it was about to break.
Feng Wuchen sneered, "What, I can't have this kind of power?"
"Stop! Stop it! My hand is about to break! " Xia Yuqing cried out in panic. The pain of broken bones spread throughout his body. No matter how much he struggled, it was useless.
"Xia Yuqing!" The two Saint Emperors turned pale with fright.
"What are you waiting for? What are you waiting for?! "Xia Yuqing shouted angrily, cold sweat dripping down his back.
Terrifying power erupted as the two Saint Kings immediately took action. Their strength was on par with Xia Yuqing's.
In the blink of an eye, one of them flashed above Feng Wuchen, while the other flashed behind Feng Wuchen. Their auras locked onto Feng Wuchen, and at the same time, they launched ferocious attacks.
"Boom boom!"
Feng Wuchen coldly snorted. His fist collided with the man's, and he allowed the other man to punch him in the back.
"How is that possible? The feeling of power has disappeared! " The man who attacked Feng Wuchen's back seemed to have punched Feng Wuchen, but he felt his strength disappear instantly, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.
"What tyrannical power!" The man who had collided with Feng Wuchen felt his hand bones shatter. He was terrified.
"You … What is your cultivation level? You can't have this kind of power. This isn't the power of the Dragon Gods! "Xia Yuqing asked in fright, his voice trembling.
"Crack!"
"Ah!"
Feng Wuchen forcefully clenched his fist, and the sound of bones breaking rang out. White bones broke through his flesh, and blood flowed out. Xia Yuqing's face twitched, and he screamed once more.
"How can trash like you understand my power?" Feng Wuchen disdainfully sneered.
Coldly glancing at the man above him, Feng Wuchen coldly shouted, "Scram!"
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
A tyrannical power suddenly erupted from his fist, and with a boom, the man spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
"What kind of power is this? He can injure me with just his physical body. Is he a Saint Emperor? "The man was terrified. His entire arm felt like it was crippled.
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
At the same time, Feng Wuchen swept out with his foot. With a boom, the Saint Emperor behind him spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a cannonball. He didn't have the slightest ability to resist.
The speed of the attack was so fast that he couldn't even react.
"He's definitely a Saint Emperor!" The man was terrified. At this moment, he felt like his entire body was falling apart.
At this moment, Xia Yuqing was so terrified that he couldn't speak. His body was trembling violently.
Feng Wuchen's terrifying strength was far beyond his imagination.
"Xia Yuqing, who sent you? Nangong Xuan or Gu Xuanzun? "Feng Wuchen coldly asked. His cold gaze stared at Xia Yuqing as if he was looking at a dead man.
"Grand … Grand Elder sent me," Xia Yuqing replied in terror. Feng Wuchen's terrifying gaze made him feel like he had fallen into hell.
"So it was that old bastard Nangong Xuan." Feng Wuchen coldly smiled and pulled.
"Crack!"
"Ahhh!"
Feng Wuchen forcibly broke Xia Yuqing's arm. Blood wildly gushed out. Xia Yuqing let out a miserable scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"How does it feel?" Feng Wuchen coldly smiled and asked.
"You … You actually dare to break my arm!" Xia Yuqing was terrified and furious. He angrily roared at Feng Wuchen.
"You asked for it. Why wouldn't I dare? Do you believe that I won't dare to kill you? "Feng Wuchen shrugged, as if he wasn't afraid of the heavens or the earth.
His cold and terrifying gaze made Xia Yuqing's soul tremble. He didn't even dare to speak.
"Pa!"
"Pfft!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuchen slapped him. With a crisp sound, Xia Yuqing spat out blood and a few teeth flew out.
"Do you want that old bastard Nangong Xuan to save you?" Feng Wuchen coldly smiled and asked.
Feng Wuchen's slap directly stunned Xia Yuqing.
As a genius alchemist of the Martial Spirit Temple, his status was extraordinary. Who would dare to humiliate him like this?
An intense feeling of humiliation instantly spread throughout his body. Xia Yuqing was instantly enraged, and his monstrous rage erupted.
"Feng Wuchen, if you dare to kill me, don't even think about leaving the Profound Sage World alive!" Xia Yuqing gritted his teeth and said angrily. The anger in his heart almost erupted.
"Pa!"
"Pfft!"
Feng Wuchen slapped him again, causing Xia Yuqing to spit out blood again. His face was red and swollen.
Feng Wuchen coldly smiled and said, "So what if I kill you? Killing you is as easy as flipping my hand. A trash like you isn't qualified to die in my hands. "
"Xia Yuqing, I should have killed you. Since that old bastard Nangong Xuan sent you, I will spare your life as a gift to Nangong Xuan. Help me pass a message to that old bastard. If he wants to kill me, he can come. I am in the Profound Sage World. Get lost." Feng Wuchen coldly smiled and punched Xia Yuqing's abdomen, sending him flying.
The terrifying power heavily injured Xia Yuqing.
"By the way, let me remind you. Don't provoke me again. Otherwise, I will kill you. I don't put the Martial Spirit Temple in my eyes." Feng Wuchen coldly said and immediately flew away.
"Feng Wuchen! I will never forgive you! "Xia Yuqing gnashed his teeth. His eyes were bloodshot and his killing intent soared to the sky.
(End of Chapter)
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