"Chen-er's movement technique is terrifying. It seems to be the same as the eight mysterious men!" Feng ZhengXiong frowned as he thought of the eight mysterious men that appeared in Tianzhou recently.
The eight mysterious men were powerful and their movement techniques were impressive. They came and went without a trace. It was exactly the same as Feng Wuchen's movement technique!
No one knew who they were, and the eight mysterious people rarely appeared.
"Could Chen-er be related to them?" Feng ZhengXiong guessed but he wasn't sure.
The sudden appearance of Feng Wuchen frightened Yang Zhongtian for a moment. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back. It was as though he had seen a ghost.
"Preposterous!" Yang Zhongtian was enraged as he felt that he was tricked by Feng Wuchen. His face turned ferocious as he channeled his True Origin Energy and threw a punch.
Feng Wuchen dodged with shocking speed and immediately used his right hand to grab Yang Zhongtian's neck and lifted him up.
"How is this possible!" Yang Zhongtian was shocked again. Feng Wuchen's speed was too terrifying and he didn't notice it at all.
This was nothing. What made Yang Zhongtian even more terrified was that he couldn't break free from Feng Wuchen's grasp with his Ninth Level Origin Transformation Realm cultivation!
How terrifying was Feng Wuchen's strength?
At this moment, Yang Zhongtian seemed to have realized something. He regretted stepping into the Feng Family!
"Chen-er is so powerful." Feng ZhengXiong was in disbelief as he stood up in shock.
Feng Qianyang and the other elders looked at each other and saw the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
In just a moment, Feng Wuchen lifted the powerful Yang Zhongtian up. The entire Feng Family was shocked.
"Do you know the consequences of behaving atrociously in the Feng Family?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly. His cold aura made people tremble.
"Bastard!" Yang Zhongtian was enraged. The True Origin Energy in his body exploded. Green light flashed and a gust of wind swept out.
The moment Yang Zhongtian exploded with all his strength, Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He then smashed Yang Zhongtian onto the ground.
Yang Zhongtian was even more terrified and his face turned dull. He couldn't break free from Feng Wuchen's grip even after using all of his strength. He was smashed to the ground by Feng Wuchen and Yang Zhongtian was stunned.
"How is this possible? Just how strong is this brat? "Yang Zhongtian was alarmed. Even if he unleashed his full strength, he still couldn't contend against Feng Wuchen's brute force!
Feng Wuchen raised his right fist and punched down!
Boom!
"Pu!"
His right fist landed on Yang Zhongtian's chest and there was a loud explosion. The violent and ferocious force caused Yang Zhongtian to spit out a mouthful of blood. The force spread into the ground and cracks appeared on the ground of the courtyard.
"Hiss …"
The terrifying power displayed by Feng Wuchen caused the entire Feng Clan to suck in a breath of cold air as their faces turned pale.
"Third … Third Young Master's strength is frightening. He made a ninth level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist vomit blood with a single punch!"
"So powerful … Yang Zhongtian couldn't even withstand a single blow!"
A single punch was enough to make a martial artist at the ninth level of the Origin Transformation Realm vomit blood. What kind of terrifying strength was this?
The younger generation of the Feng Clan, Feng Tianlei, Feng Xuan, and the rest were dumbstruck.
One must know that Feng Wuchen was only at the ninth level of the Origin Transformation Realm. At the same level of cultivation, Feng Wuchen possessed an extremely powerful strength.
"You are too weak!" Feng Wuchen said coldly. He raised his fist and was about to punch down again.
Yang Zhongtian's expression changed drastically. He was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He anxiously roared, "Feng Wuchen, if you dare to kill me, just wait for the war to start!"
"Chen 'er, stop!" Feng Zhengxiong's expression changed as he quickly shouted to stop Chen' er.
Feng Qianyang and the rest were also shocked. If Feng Wuchen killed Yang Zhongtian, the war would definitely break out earlier!
Boom!
"Pu!"
Feng Wuchen didn't care about Yang Zhongtian's threat at all. He punched down fiercely. The fist rapidly enlarged in Yang Zhongtian's eyes. He was in despair. He knew that Feng Wuchen wouldn't be merciful. Following that, there was a loud explosion. The strength was even more terrifying than before, killing Yang Zhongtian on the spot.
The violent strength spread into the ground. The ground where Yang Zhongtian was standing immediately caved in. Gravel sputtered and the cracks that were originally there started to spread in all directions.
With one punch, Yang Zhongtian couldn't be more dead.
In Yang Zhongtian's life, his greatest regret was stepping into the Feng Clan today and coincidentally meeting Feng Wuchen when he returned!
Yang Zhongtian couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen dared to kill him!
Wasn't Feng Wuchen afraid that the Mo Clan and Yang Clan would join hands to attack the Feng Clan? Wasn't he afraid that the situation would worsen and the Huangfu Clan would intervene?
No one knew if Feng Wuchen was afraid or not.
Feng Zheng Xiong, who wanted to stop Yang Zhongtian, was completely stunned. Feng Qianyang, Xiao Qingqing, and the rest were the same. The Feng Clan's courtyard quietened down as all eyes fell on Feng Wuchen.
They weren't shocked by Feng Wuchen's fierceness, but by Feng Wuchen's terrifying strength!
The Feng Clan already knew about Feng Wuchen's fierceness. Otherwise, he wouldn't have broken the legs of the Yang Clan's juniors a year ago!
"Yang … Yang Zhongtian is dead!"
"He killed a Ninth Level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist with one punch!"
Everyone in the Feng Clan looked at Feng Wuchen in fear. Their faces were pale and their bodies were trembling.
"Chen 'er didn't even need to use his True Yuan to kill a Ninth Level Origin Transformation Realm martial artist! How is this possible! How strong is Chen 'er? "Feng Zheng Xiong was extremely shocked. The power of Feng Wuchen's second punch was obviously terrifying.
Feng Qianyang and the rest could see it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have such a shocked expression.
"Third Young Master's true strength has probably surpassed the Clan Head! This is too terrifying. He became so terrifying in just one year. Who exactly is Third Young Master's master? " Feng Qianyang was very certain. At the same time, he was even more curious about how terrifying Feng Wuchen's master was.
If he wasn't a super terrifying master, how could he cultivate Feng Wuchen to such a terrifying level in just one year?
After killing Yang Zhongtian, Feng Wuchen waved his hand and a green flame instantly engulfed Yang Zhongtian's corpse. After a while, it was burned to ashes.
Xiao Qingqing thought to herself, "Chen 'er's strength is very strong. Yang Zhongtian couldn't even fight back in front of Chen' er. Chen 'er's cultivation is far above the Ninth Level Origin Transformation Realm. How did Chen' er cultivate in this one year?"
Even Ling Xiaoxiao was shocked. She had a huge force to nurture her to reach her current level of cultivation. Feng Wuchen relied on himself and caught up to her in just one year. How could Ling Xiaoxiao not be shocked?
Ling Xiaoxiao had seen many geniuses, but there were very few who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her. However, she was still overshadowed in front of Feng Wuchen.
"Brother Feng is getting stronger and stronger." Ling Xiaoxiao smiled happily in her heart. She was truly happy for Feng Wuchen.
"Father, sometimes too much tolerance will only make the enemy want a yard after taking an inch. If we were more ruthless from the start, would Yang Zhongtian have the guts to come to the Feng Clan and behave atrociously?" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
Looking at Feng Zheng Xiong, Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, "Father, since I'm back, let me handle these small matters. You can just wait for your birthday celebration. I heard from Xiaoxiao that she has prepared a big gift for you."
"Xiaoxiao is too kind!" Feng Zheng Xiong smiled happily. He saw that Feng Wuchen had truly grown up and was able to share the burden of the clan for him. He felt gratified and proud.
"Husband, Chen 'er has grown up. You can rest assured now! We should also believe in Chen 'er's ability. "Xiao Qingqing smiled. She was extremely happy in her heart.
Which parent in the world didn't want their son to become a dragon or a phoenix?
"Sigh, forget it." Feng Zheng Xiong sighed, "Chen 'er, from today onwards, the Feng Clan's matters will all be handed over to you. I will just enjoy my life in peace."
Feng Zheng Xiong was truly helpless regarding the matters between the Huangfu Clan and the Mo Clan. Perhaps if he handed it over to Feng Wuchen, he might be able to turn the situation around.
"Big Brother Feng is truly a filial son. Unlike me, who always goes against my father and causes trouble everywhere. My father has to clean up the mess." Liu Qingyang smiled bitterly. Compared to Feng Wuchen, he felt ashamed.
Xiao Qingqing smiled, "Qingyang, if you can think this way, it means that you are filial. If your father knows about this, he will be very gratified."
Liu Qingyang thanked, "Thank you, Aunt Xiao. I will not let my father down."
"Grand Elder, you guys can cultivate in peace. I have refined a large amount of Mystic Isolation Pills. It is enough for the Feng Clan to become stronger." Feng Wuchen continued to smile.
Everyone in the Feng Clan was ecstatic as they cheered.
After that, Feng Wuchen gave the Sovereign Physique technique to Feng Zheng Xiong. As long as one was a member of the Feng Clan, they could cultivate it. He also explained the benefits of the Sovereign Physique.
The powerful technique made everyone in the Feng Clan extremely excited.
After the banquet, Feng Zheng Xiong and the other elders discussed matters with Feng Wuchen in the main hall. It seemed that they were really going to hand the Feng Clan over to Feng Wuchen.
The sky gradually darkened. Yang Zhongtian had been out for a day and hadn't returned. The Yang Clan already felt that something was wrong.
"Zhongtian has been out for a day and still hasn't returned. Could something have happened to him?" Grand Elder Yang Shan said worriedly. He felt uneasy.
"Grand Elder, don't worry. With Zhongtian's cultivation at the ninth level of the Origin Transformation Realm, other than Feng Zheng Xiong, no one can do anything to him. Even Feng Zheng Xiong wouldn't dare to make a move!" Patriarch Yang Qingyun was very assured.
With the Yang Clan's current strength, it was enough to be on equal footing with the Feng Clan. Moreover, there was also the Mo Clan and Huangfu Clan. Yang Qingyun believed that Feng Zheng Xiong wouldn't dare to make a move.
Yang Shan frowned and said, "Old Man is still worried. Old Man is very assured when Zhongtian is handling things. But he has been out for a day and still hasn't returned. This isn't Zhongtian's style."
"Patriarch, I heard that someone saw Feng Wuchen and that mysterious lady. But they aren't sure. They only said that she looked very similar to Feng Wuchen." An upper echelon said respectfully.
Hearing this, Yang Qingyun's brows twitched and said in surprise, "Feng Wuchen, that brat, is back? He disappeared for a year. I don't know where he went. "
That upper echelon shook his head and said, "I'm not sure."
"It's good if that brat is back. He is the hope of the Feng Clan. As long as he is eliminated, the Feng Clan will be completely destroyed!" Yang Qingyun said viciously. His eyes were filled with killing intent.
"This old man has a bad premonition. Patriarch, send someone to the Feng Clan tomorrow to investigate and see what exactly happened to Zhongtian," Yang Shan said solemnly.
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