Glancing at Feng Wuchen and seeing the coldness in Feng Wuchen's eyes, Wang He broke out in a cold sweat.
'What a cold gaze.' Wang He thought to himself.
The female owner was also shocked as a trace of fear rose in her heart.
"Kill him!" Wang He shouted angrily. Feng Wuchen's gaze made him feel very uncomfortable, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
After receiving the order, the guard blocking Feng Wuchen attacked without hesitation. His palms clenched together and viciously pierced towards Feng Wuchen's chest. It was a vicious move.
Feng Wuchen's cold eyes suddenly emitted a cold killing intent. The moment the guard attacked, he threw out a punch at an even faster speed.
"Bang!"
"Pfft!"
The punch landed on the guard's chest. With a loud bang, the violent force sent the guard flying out of the restaurant. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out of the restaurant. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
"Hiss …"
A Fourth Level Origin Transformation Martial Artist was heavily injured by a single punch from a youth! Everyone in the restaurant gasped in shock as they looked at Feng Wuchen in fear.
They really didn't expect Feng Wuchen to have such terrifying strength at such a young age.
"Stinking brat! You have some skills! "Wang He's face darkened. No one had ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.
The five guards attacked at the same time. The people on the second floor all fled. The people on the first floor also rushed out of the restaurant, afraid of getting into trouble.
"Bang bang bang!"
Facing the fierce attacks of the five guards, Feng Wuchen didn't show any signs of weakness. One against five, a series of explosions sounded in the restaurant. Powerful forces spread out like a hurricane.
The five guards weren't weak. They were all around the Fifth Level Origin Transformation Martial Artist. But even with the five of them working together, they still couldn't defeat Feng Wuchen in a short amount of time.
Feng Wuchen used the Dragon God's Shadow and relied on his frightening speed to resist. He skillfully and strangely avoided the ruthless attacks of the five guards.
"Who is this brat? He's merely at the third level of the Origin Transformation Stage, yet he has such terrifying strength. I'm afraid he's already at the sixth level of the Origin Transformation Stage! "Wang He frowned as he thought to himself. His expression turned serious.
Not only did Wang He see that Feng Wuchen was not simple, but the female shopkeeper also saw it. At this moment, she was staring at Feng Wuchen with a dumbfounded expression.
A single youth was actually able to fight against five powerful Transformation Realm experts without falling into a disadvantageous position. Just how strong was he?
"Bang bang bang!"
"Pfff! Pfff!"
Feng Wuchen's attacks were getting faster and faster, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger. His ghost-like figure flashed through the air and destroyed the guards one by one. One by one, the guards were sent flying while coughing out blood.
In just a few minutes, the five guards were severely injured, and the restaurant was in a sorry state.
Bang!
"Pu!"
Feng Wuchen ruthlessly stomped on the back of a guard. With a muffled bang, the guard once again vomited blood. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Feng Wuchen's methods were equally ruthless and merciless.
Staring coldly at the gloomy Wang He, Feng Wuchen coldly said, "First, I didn't know this was your position. The shopkeeper reminded me and I didn't take it for myself. Second, I have no enmity with you. You want to kill me because I'm sitting in this position. Third, other than using your power to bully others, what else can you do?"
Hearing Feng Wuchen's arrogant words, the female shopkeeper was so scared that her face turned pale. She secretly cursed Feng Wuchen for being tired of living.
Feng Wuchen didn't know Wang He's identity, but how could the female shopkeeper not know? If she wasn't afraid of Wang He's identity, how could she allow Wang He to take advantage of her in front of so many people?
"Little beauty, you step back first." Wang He slowly stood up. A terrifying killing intent spread out as he signaled the female shopkeeper to step back.
Feng Wuchen's words obviously angered Wang He.
Wang He's strength wasn't weak. With a cultivation at the sixth level of the Origin Transformation Realm, his strength was even stronger than those guards.
"Stinking brat, in Soaring Cloud City, no one dares to be impudent in front of me. Do you know the consequences of angering me?" Wang He coldly asked. His eyes narrowed as his killing intent skyrocketed.
Feng Wuchen's expression didn't change as he coldly said, "Then you tell me."
"Bang!"
Wang He fiercely slammed his palm on the edge of the table. With a muffled bang, the round table flew towards Feng Wuchen. At the same time, Wang He abruptly stomped on the ground and ferociously charged forward, blasting a hole in the wooden floor.
Feng Wuchen quickly circulated his Dragon God's power. With a wave of his hand, flames instantly ignited on his arm. The round table that was flying towards him was split into two. He then clenched his hand into a fist and met Wang He's attack.
"Bang!"
The two extremely ferocious fists collided. An extremely powerful force swept out in all directions, shaking the restaurant until dust fell.
"As expected! This stinking brat's strength has already reached the sixth level of the Origin Transformation Realm! Unbelievable! " Wang He frowned as he thought to himself. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't dare to believe that a third level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist could fight against a sixth level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist.
Because it was simply impossible! But it happened right in front of his eyes.
"Who exactly is he? Why is he so strong? " The female owner who was hiding behind the pillar of the restaurant was aghast. To her, Feng Wuchen was simply a monster.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Inside the restaurant, waves of tyrannical force spread out. The sound of explosions didn't stop. It was obvious that the two were fiercely clashing.
If this continued, the restaurant wouldn't be able to hold on.
The restaurant was already packed with people. Their faces were filled with panic and nervousness. They all knew that the one fighting inside was Wang He!
"A mere third level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist. I don't believe that I can't kill you!" Wang He angrily shouted as his attacks became even more ferocious.
"If you kneel down and beg me now, I can spare your life!" Feng Wuchen coldly said as his cold killing intent became heavier.
"Hmph! You're courting death! "Wang He clenched his teeth and said angrily.
"Dragon God's Shadow!" Feng Wuchen shouted as his speed instantly doubled. His body turned into a series of afterimages as he moved quickly.
Facing a sixth level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist, Feng Wuchen didn't dare to hold back. He had to go all out, or the one who died would be him!
Feng Wuchen didn't care about Wang He's identity. Since he wanted to kill Feng Wuchen, Feng Wuchen wouldn't show mercy.
"High-grade Yellow Rank martial skill! Gale Steps! "Wang He shouted as he executed his movement skill.
The fierce battle started again. It was another head-on collision. Violent forces madly spread out.
At first, Wang He was still able to resist. But as time passed, he realized that Feng Wuchen's physical strength was extremely terrifying. Under the head-on collision, his fists and legs started to feel a piercing pain.
"Bang!"
Wang He gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. Feng Wuchen followed up with a final punch that landed on Wang He's chest. Wang He was pushed back a few meters and crashed into the railing on the second floor, falling down the first floor.
"Young Master Wang!" The female owner panicked.
"Is this stinking brat a monster?" Wang He's face turned sinister. With his sixth level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist strength, he couldn't even defeat a third level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist.
To Wang He, this was simply a humiliation!
'It's still a bit strenuous to deal with a sixth level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist. I have to use all my strength to gain the upper hand.' Feng Wuchen thought to himself.
Wang He got up and stared at Feng Wuchen with a sinister face. The True Yuan in his body was crazily circulated. His hands formed a seal which emitted a blue light. He shouted angrily, "Low-grade Profound Rank martial skill! Nine Nether Claw! "
Wang He's right palm curled into a claw shape, abruptly striking out. A one zhang long blue energy claw shot out, destroying everything in its path, including the tables, chairs, stairs, and so on.
"Third-layered Heaven's Fury Palm!" Feng Wuchen shouted. His palm glowed with a golden light. With a palm strike, a palm-sized golden palm print rushed down.
"Rumble!"
"Weng Weng!"
When the two powerful forces collided, there was a loud explosion. The violent force sent Wang He flying, creating a huge hole in the restaurant. Wood chips filled the air.
Feng Wuchen was also pushed back a few meters by the violent force. His face was pale.
Seeing someone flying out of the restaurant, the crowd outside scattered in fear. No one dared to stay.
"Young Master Wang was beaten out!"
"That young man is too scary! Even Young Master Wang can't beat him! "
"That brat is only at the third level of Origin Transformation Realm! Young Master Wang can't even beat him at the sixth level of Origin Transformation Realm! "
The crowd was shocked. Even some of the Origin Transformation Realm martial artists couldn't believe it.
On the street, Wang He got up. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He was obviously injured, but it didn't affect his battle strength.
Feng Wuchen slowly walked out of the destroyed restaurant. He wasn't injured at all, but his face was a little pale.
"Stinking brat! You're the first person in Flying Cloud City to be able to force me to this extent! "Wang He said viciously as he glared at Feng Wuchen with a gaze filled with killing intent.
Wang He reached out and grabbed. A huge axe appeared out of thin air. It was a low-grade artifact!
With the artifact out, Wang He's aura increased by several folds!
"Eat my axe!" Wang He shouted angrily. He stomped on the ground and leaped high into the air. The huge black axe was condensed with extremely strong True Origin energy.
"Xiu!"
Wang He swung the huge axe with both hands. With a loud boom, the blue energy axe chopped down fiercely!
"Illusion Sword Art! Illusion Destruction Break Heaven and Earth! "
Feng Wuchen waved his hand. The Red Fiery Sword appeared and ignited with a strange green flame. With a shout from Feng Wuchen, the Red Fiery Sword swept out.
"Xiu!"
The crescent-shaped green flame sword broke through the air like a hot knife through butter. The sword light was extremely violent, drawing a green rainbow!
Feeling the violent aura of the sword light, Wang He's face changed drastically!
"Rumble!"
"Puhwark!"
The two forces collided once more and exploded with a loud bang. Wang He vomited blood on the spot. His figure flew out and crashed into the wall of a building.
"This is impossible! Even a mystic rank martial technique can't beat him! "Wang He was greatly alarmed in his heart. The mystic rank martial technique that he was so proud of actually collapsed in one blow in front of Feng Wuchen!
This sword of Feng Wuchen's could be said to be very terrifying. Wang He was unable to shake it at all.
But this sword of Feng Wuchen's practically used all of his power. Otherwise, wanting to injure Wang He would not be so easy.
The crowd around the street was silent. Everyone looked at the injured Wang He in a daze.
Wang He's strength was tyrannical. Relying on mystic rank martial techniques, he had no match among his peers in Soaring Cloud City.
But it was such a powerful Wang He who was now defeated at the hands of a 16 or 17 year old youth!
"Because of a small matter, you want to kill me! Don't you think it's too much? "Feng Wuchen said coldly and walked up step by step.
"I have no enmity with you, but you want to kill me. For such a big matter, it's not too much for me to kill you, right?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly. The Red Fiery Sword in his hand was placed in front of the heavily injured Wang He's chest.
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