Chapter 511
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"Teacher, how should we deal with them?" Zhang Junlan looked at Feng Wuchen and asked.
Feng Wuchen looked at Yang He and sneered. "I'll ask you a question and you'll answer it."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Yang He nodded in horror.
"Qing Yang, what's going on?" Zhang Junlan asked in a low voice. Liu Qingyang then told Zhang Junlan what had happened.
Feng Wuchen flipped his hand, and the Meteoric Iron and other refining materials floated above his palm.
With a thought, a green flame ignited on his palm and enveloped all the refining materials.
Then, something magical happened.
Feng Wuchen's palm turned slowly, and all the refining materials melted and fused. When his open palm closed into a fist, an exquisite dagger was made. It was a high-grade Spiritual Weapon!
Implement with a thought!
The magical Theurgy shocked everyone.
The experts of the major forces were dumbfounded, their expressions stiff.
Feng Wuchen's refining speed was too terrifying. He opened and closed his palm, and the Spiritual Weapon was made!
"He … he made a Spiritual Weapon in an instant!"
"How … how is this possible …"
"What … what level has he reached in the field of refining?"
The experts of the major forces were shocked. Their eyes were wide open. They had never seen a refining master with such a terrifying Theurgy.
Feng Wuchen's move could be said to have a deterrent effect.
At this moment, the various forces finally understood why Feng Wuchen was Zhang Junlan's teacher. He had such terrifying refining skills. Not to mention Zhang Junlan, there wasn't a single person in the entire Zhang Family who could do that.
"Did we offend you at the Drunken Immortal Inn?" Feng Wuchen asked as he walked over, toying with the dagger.
"No … no!" Yang He shook his head in horror.
"You attacked us to please my student. Is that true?" Feng Wuchen asked again.
Yang He was silent for a moment, his countenance was extremely unsightly, but he could only nod his head in fright and say, "Yesterday I said I was going to kill you today, is that true?" Feng Wuchen asked again.
"Gulp …"
Yang He swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror. He didn't know how to answer this.
The Patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect was terrified. He kowtowed and begged, "Dendi, please forgive me. Please spare my life."
"The teacher is talking, you have no right to interrupt!" said Zhang Junlan coldly. He looked at the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect coldly.
"Answer me," Feng Wuchen said coldly. His cold voice made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Yes …" Yang He replied with a trembling voice. He was in utter despair, and he was already regretting provoking Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen's identity was so terrifying that even his father could not save him.
"Good! Then you can die! "said Feng Wuchen coldly. He stabbed the dagger into Yang He's heart mercilessly.
"Slash!"
"No …"
Yang He screamed as the dagger pierced into his heart. He was terrified as blood gushed out of his wound.
"He!" The patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect was terrified. He ran over to Yang He, but he was too late.
Feng Wuchen was merciless. The dagger had already pierced Yang He's heart.
"He! He! "shouted the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect. He couldn't wake Yang He up.
The geniuses and Young Lords of the various forces were scared witless. They were worried that the next one to die would be one of them.
Feng Wuchen looked at Wang Yue and said coldly, "You attacked first, didn't you?"
Wang Yue nodded and then shook his head. He was dumbstruck.
When Wang Yue saw Feng Wuchen, he was scared out of his wits. He cried and kowtowed, "Dendi, please forgive me. I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance, Dendi."
"You asked Yang He to attack first, right?" asked Feng Wuchen.
Wang Yue didn't know what to say. He could already feel death approaching.
"It's too late to regret. You asked for it! "said Liu Qingyang shaking his head.
Lin Mo Yang and the three elders shook their heads. They knew this would happen, but the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect didn't listen to them.
"Slash!"
Feng Wuchen stabbed the dagger into Wang Yue's heart. Blood gushed out.
"I … I won't let you go even if I die …" Wang Yue roared at Feng Wuchen before he died.
"Then I'll turn you into ashes!" Said Feng Wuchen coldly. He released a cyan flame and waved his hand. Wang Yue was engulfed by the flame and turned into ashes.
The leader of the Wang Clan was terrified. He couldn't move.
"Leader of the Wang Clan, right? If it weren't for Guild Leader Lin stopping you, I'm afraid you would've already killed Qingyang. Do you have any last words? "Feng Wuchen asked coldly as he looked at the Wang Family Head, who was frozen in fear.
"…" The leader of the Wang Clan was speechless.
"Slash!"
The leader of the Wang Clan didn't reply. Feng Wuchen waved his hand and the dagger flashed. A line of blood appeared on the leader of the Wang Clan's neck.
The leader of the Wang Clan had almost killed Liu Qingyang. No matter what, Feng Wuchen wouldn't let him go.
Feng Wuchen killed people one by one. He was like a god who controlled life and death. Nobody dared to disobey him.
If anyone dared to disobey, Zhang Tian Yun and the others would kill them in a flash.
"Patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect, you heard him. I killed your son. Do you have a problem with that?" asked Feng Wuchen coldly.
The patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect was devastated. He didn't reply to Feng Wuchen.
The leader of the Zhang Clan and the three elders were there. The patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect didn't dare avenge Yang He.
"Since you don't have a problem, it's your turn." said Feng Wuchen coldly. He threw his dagger at the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect.
"Swoosh!"
"Ding!"
As the dagger was about to hit the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect, the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect suddenly moved.
The patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect looked ferocious. His eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "I want you to turn into ashes!"
"Bang!"
While the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect was shouting furiously, he didn't even have time to attack. A black silhouette arrived and punched the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect's head. A terrifying strength crushed the patriarch of the Xiao Yao Sect into ashes.
It was the Great Elder of the Zhang Clan, Zhang Wu Feng!
"Gulp …"
Zhang Wu Feng had attacked personally. The strong cultivators of the Xiao Yao Sect were terrified.
"The Wang Clan and the Xiao Yao Sect offended Dendi. Should we destroy them?" asked Zhang Wu Feng respectfully.
Everyone present believed Zhang Wufeng's words. As long as Feng Wuchen gave the order, Zhang Wufeng wouldn't hesitate to send people to annihilate the Wang Clan and Carefree Sect.
"They don't know. It has nothing to do with them." said Feng Wuchen shaking his head.
"Hallmaster Sen Luo, do you have anything to say?" Feng Wuchen asked Hallmaster Sen Luo.
"Dan … Dan Emperor, I …" Hallmaster Senluo was so frightened that his mind went blank. He did not know what to say.
"The Young Master of the Celestial Weapon Pavilion is here to congratulate you!"
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