Chapter 743
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"Leng Hun's aura has increased!"
"He has surpassed the peak of the Ninth Level of the Heaven Realm!"
"What a terrifying aura!"
"…"
As Leng Hun activated the power of space, an even more terrifying power erupted, causing everyone to jump in fright.
"This is bad! Leng Hun's power has already suppressed Brother Feng. Now that his power has increased so much, Brother Feng may not be able to hold on, "Liu Qingyang said worriedly.
"Leng Hun's power of space is no small matter. The Temple Master is in danger!" Ye Tianwei's face was also full of worry.
"We are powerless against the power of the Heaven Realm. Focus on killing the enemy!" Crimson Emperor shouted.
"Crimson Emperor is right. We can't help teacher! Let's deal with the enemy in front of us first! "Zhang Junlan flashed over and said solemnly.
"Brother Liu, the enemy has many Heaven Realm masters. You go support Crimson Emperor. Yanran and I will deal with this!" Miao Qingqing said solemnly.
"Okay! Zhantian, protect them! "Liu Qingyang shouted. He glanced at Feng Wuchen and then flashed out with Zhang Junlan.
"Miss Qingqing's cultivation has already surpassed mine. She also has the power of the Immortal Spirit. She wants me to protect her? She should be the one protecting me. "Dong Zhantian muttered in a low voice, but he also flashed over immediately.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
"Chi chi chi!"
The soldiers of Dragon Temple killed the enemy crazily. Every time they flashed, they killed the enemy almost 100% of the time. Their bodies were covered in the blood of the enemy. Although they had the advantage, the consumption of True Essence was huge.
Fortunately, Dragon Temple had powerful elixirs, so there was no need to worry about True Essence consumption.
"Peng!"
High in the sky, with a thought, Feng Wuchen's palm suddenly ignited with a black flame.
"Black Fire!" Seeing the black flame, Leng Hun's face changed drastically, and his heart trembled with fear.
The terror of the black fire made Leng Hun extremely fearful.
"Ancient Black Fire!" Luo Wuchang could not help but be shocked, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
"Is this the terrifying flame of Master?" Chi Yuan said in horror.
"Black Fire!" Zhang Wufeng looked over in shock.
As for Wu Huo, not many people present knew about it.
However, everyone who knew about Wu Huo was filled with fear.
"What's going on? Why has the temperature of the Crow Fire become so weak? "Leng Hun wondered in his heart.
The terrifying temperature of the black flames had already been refined by Feng Wuchen and transformed into his own strength.
Although the heat energy had disappeared, the bone-chilling cold was still there, and so was the terrifying devouring ability.
A bone-chilling aura spread out. Everywhere it passed, space would instantly freeze into ice.
The cold air was extremely overbearing.
Beads of sweat appeared on Leng Hun's face. With the appearance of the black flame, even though his strength had increased significantly, he did not dare to act rashly.
Leng Hun recalled the terrifying scene of him being trapped by the black flames in the Dragon God Temple.
The more Leng Hun recalled, the more afraid he became. Wu Huo had left a shadow in his heart.
"What? Feng Wuchen mocked Leng Hun with a mocking gaze. "You're already half a step into the Divine Transformation Realm, yet you don't dare to make a move?"
"Stinking brat!" Leng Hun's face was extremely gloomy. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
The disappearance of the terrifying heat energy had strangely turned into a terrifying cold air. This made Leng Hun think that this was a trap. Once he made a move, the terrifying temperature of the flames would instantly spread out.
Therefore, Leng Hun did not dare to act rashly without being sure.
"Since you don't dare to make a move, I won't hold back!" Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed fiercely. He then shouted, "Dragon God's Shadow!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
As soon as he shouted, Feng Wuchen's figure flickered. His speed was extremely terrifying, condensing thousands of clear afterimages in the void.
"Young Master, be careful!" Luo Wuchang shouted in panic.
"Young Master!" The twin brothers looked at Leng Hun with worried eyes.
Feng Wuchen took the initiative to attack. Leng Hun was so frightened that he took a few steps back.
From this, it could be seen how strong Leng Hun's fear of the black flames was.
However, Leng Hun only took a few steps back before he forced himself to stop.
As the Young Master of the Deity King Temple and the number one genius of the continent, his dignity and pride did not allow him to take another step back!
Leng Hun was furious.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Feng Wuchen flickered continuously, condensing a large amount of remnant memories around Leng Hun. It was a magnificent scene.
"Are you afraid? Are you so afraid that you don't dare to make a move? "Feng Wuchen's faint sneer sounded as if it was coming from all directions.
Leng Hun was extremely furious. His face was ferocious as he gritted his teeth. He was struggling in his heart.
As he spoke, Feng Wuchen's palm, which was covered in black flames, was still fiercely attacking Leng Hun.
"Immortal Art! Dragon God's Palm of Destruction! "
Feng Wuchen let out a loud roar as he punched out. His aura instantly became extremely terrifying. The power of the palm print instantly increased by dozens of times!
"Whoosh!"
"Buzz buzz!"
A huge blood-red palm print, which was thousands of feet long, shot out with an unstoppable force. The dark void was covered in blood-red light. Everywhere it passed, the space trembled violently.
Feng Wuchen's palm carried a monstrous power and a terrifying aura that could shake one's soul.
"Immortal Art?" Upon hearing Feng Wuchen's shout, the people who were engaged in a life-and-death battle could not help but be shocked.
"This aura … This is a Middle-grade Immortal Art!" Luo Wuchang was shocked and horrified.
"Master actually kept such a terrifying Immortal Art!" Chi Yuan and the others were also shocked as they looked at Feng Wuchen in horror.
"Apart from the sword art, this is the first time I've seen the Temple Master use an Immortal Art!"
"Feng Wuchen actually has an Immortal Art!"
"What a terrifying aura. Is this an Immortal Art?"
The experts of the Dragon God Alliance and the Tyrant Territory were stunned.
"Immortal Art?" At the same time, Leng Hun's gloomy face changed slightly. There was not much time left for him to think.
Since his dignity and pride did not allow him to retreat, Leng Hun could only fight with all his might!
Leng Hun formed a seal with both hands and activated the power of space with all his might. Terrifying energy gathered as he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Come on! At most, we'll die together! "
"High-grade Earth Class Martial Technique! Soul-Destroying Palm Print! "
Leng Hun roared fiercely as he attacked with all his might.
Although Leng Hun did not have an Immortal Art, he was using a martial technique that was half a step into the Divine Transformation Realm. The power of his palm print was not below that of Feng Wuchen's.
"Rumble!"
"Pfft!"
In an instant, the two palms collided and exploded. An earth-shattering explosion was heard as destructive energy swept out. Under the horrified eyes of the crowd, Feng Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.
"Temple Master!"
"Big Brother Feng!"
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