The power of time was activated again. Time slowed down tenfold within 300 meters, but Feng Wuchen was not affected at all. With a flap of his wings, he shot out like a bolt of lightning.
"I can't move!" Mo Yu and the others were frightened again.
Unable to move, they were at the mercy of others.
"Time changed again!" Mo Aotian was shocked, and his expression changed drastically.
He was so shocked that he could not move his eyes away from Feng Wuchen, who was coming at him without any hindrance.
In an instant, Feng Wuchen controlled time. The moment he got close to Mo Aotian, time disappeared with Feng Wuchen's mind.
However, Mo Aotian had lost the chance to dodge.
"Immemorial Divine Dragon Fist!"
Domineering and terrifying power condensed on the gauntlet. A dazzling dark red light illuminated the space. Feng Wuchen suddenly roared, and a monstrous aura erupted. He mercilessly punched Mo Aotian's chest.
"It's over!" Mo Aotian was shocked when he felt the terrifying power.
Unfortunately, under the control of time, he could not dodge at all.
The power of Feng Wuchen's punch was absolutely terrifying.
Boom!
Pfftt!
The punch was so explosive that Mo Aotian spat out blood on the spot. His body was sent flying like a cannonball. Everywhere he passed, the space around him violently tumbled.
"What kind of power is this?" Mo Aotian was terrified. He could not believe that Feng Wuchen, who was only at the second tier of the Divine Transformation Realm, was able to make him spit out blood.
"Mo Aotian!" The expressions of Mo Yu and the others changed drastically. When they realized that they could move, they could not help but cry out in panic.
Mo Yu and the other young geniuses of the Devil Clan were frightened by Feng Wuchen's terrifying combat strength.
"Hiss …"
Seeing this scene, Liu Qingyang and the others gasped in horror.
"How terrifying! He made Mo Aotian spit out blood with just one punch! "Liu Qingyang exclaimed as his body trembled.
"The power of a divine artifact is too terrifying! Grandmaster's battle prowess can already surpass five levels. "Chi Kong swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.
"Divine artifact coupled with the power of time, I'm afraid that once he transforms, under the peak ninth level of the Divine Realm, no one can do anything to Teacher!" Zhang Junlan said dumbfoundedly. Feng Wuchen's terror exceeded his imagination.
The power of a divine glove forged at the eighth rank was terrifying.
The power of Feng Wuchen's punch was comparable to the power of someone in the seventh tier of the Divine Transformation Realm.
Mo Aotian was caught off guard by Feng Wuchen's punch. The overbearing power was too much for him to bear.
"What are you waiting for? Do it now! " Enduring the pain that was spreading throughout his body, Mo Aotian roared at Mo Yu and the others. Blue veins bulged on his pale face.
However, before Mo Yu and the others could make a move, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, his palm facing Mo Yu and the others.
At that moment, Mo Yu and the others slowed down by more than ten times.
"The power of time is in my hands, which means that your lives are in my hands." Feng Wuchen sneered mockingly, his fierce eyes sweeping over Mo Yu and the others.
Mo Aotian looked at Mo Yu and the others and thought to himself, "Feng Wuchen can only control the flow of time within a certain range. As long as I'm not caught by him, I can avoid the control of the power of time."
Mo Yu and the others in the Divine Transformation Realm were trapped by the power of the four divine artifacts, but Mo Aotian was not affected. It was obvious that the power of time had a limited range.
"Hmph!" Mo Aotian's face was ferocious as he immediately used the Demon Clan's movement technique.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Mo Aotian's figure turned into wisps of strange black gas that flashed continuously. His speed was very terrifying, like a ghost that could not be caught.
"He's too fast! I can't see him at all! "Beidou Yan frowned.
"Mo Aotian's strength is indeed terrifying. He was injured by the Hundred Mile Heavenly Realm before, but he still has such combat strength." Ye Tianwei exclaimed, but he was not worried at all.
"No matter how strong he is, he can't get close to Brother Feng." Ling Xiaoxiao chuckled, her pretty face not showing the slightest trace of worry.
Feng Wuchen had a devilish smile on his face as he let Mo Aotian flash.
"Feng Wuchen, as long as I avoid the range of your power of time, you can forget about trapping me!" Mo Aotian's cold and ethereal voice sounded.
"Oh? You saw through it so quickly? So what? " Feng Wuchen was still fearless. The palm that was controlling Mo Yu and the others had begun to condense a terrifying power.
"Their lives are in my hands. Can you save them?" Feng Wuchen continued to ask with a sneer. Feng Wuchen, who had the power of time, was equivalent to controlling life.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the next second, without waiting for Feng Wuchen to make a move, the space around him exploded with black energy beams that contained terrifying power. The sound of the explosion was deafening.
However, the moment the terrifying black energy beams approached Feng Wuchen, they all stopped strangely and moved forward at a very slow speed.
"As expected!" Mo Aotian thought to himself, "Even if my speed is faster than his, it's impossible to get close to him."
Whoosh!
Just as Mo Aotian was muttering to himself, Feng Wuchen's figure suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"It's over!" Mo Aotian's face suddenly changed!
Teleportation!
Mo Aotian had already guessed it, but it was too late. The moment he noticed, he had already fallen into Feng Wuchen's power of time.
Boom!
Pfft!
An extremely strange explosion was heard. Mo Aotian's mouth spat out a mouthful of blood at a very slow speed. The expression on his face slowly became twisted and painful.
Feng Wuchen's cold voice came from behind Mo Aotian, "The power of time does have a certain range, but you seem to have underestimated my strength."
At that moment, Mo Aotian was no longer able to move. Instead, Mo Yu and the others, who were not far away, were rescued.
"No matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than teleportation, right?" Feng Wuchen sneered. As he spoke, his index finger, which was condensed with terrifying energy, had already gently touched Mo Aotian's sorrows.
The moment the finger touched, Mo Aotian's heart was filled with fear. Under the control of the power of time, death was the only way out for him.
"Feng Wuchen, stop!" Mo Yu roared at Feng Wuchen. Over a dozen experts in the Divine Transformation Realm immediately spread out and rushed toward Feng Wuchen one after another.
"You're courting death!" Feng Wuchen sneered disdainfully.
At that moment, Feng Wuchen seemed to have sensed something. He frowned slightly and said to himself, "He's here!"
"Young Master is here!" Mo Yu was overjoyed. They had also sensed Mo Tian's existence.
Whoosh!
Sensing Mo Tian's arrival, Feng Wuchen attacked without hesitation. A terrifying bloody light mercilessly penetrated Mo Aotian's chest.
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