"Smack!"
As He Qiankun finished speaking, a slap landed on his face.
"How dare you hit ?" He Qiankun couldn’t believe it, his ferocious gaze fixated on Feng Wuchen.
"And what if I did? Do you have the right to talk about the gap between the strong in front of ?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, his terrifying gaze causing He Qiankun’s heart to tremble violently.
In that instant, He Qiankun felt like a little rabbit being watched by a fierce tiger.
What kind of gaze is this?
The powerhouses of the Star Soul Realm were dumbfounded.
Is this really their Alliance Hierarch?
So domineering!
They were fully aware of how terrifying He Qiankun was, a figure unshakeable even if all cultivators of the Star Soul Realm joined forces.
Yet before Feng Wuchen, He Qiankun was utterly suppressed.
Could it be that Feng Wuchen already had the power to crush He Qiankun?
"Smack!"
After a mont of being stunned, Feng Wuchen slapped He Qiankun again.
Heart-wrenching pain!
"You’re courting death!" He Qiankun quickly reacted, unleashing the terrifying power of a One-star Main God, his overwhelming rage compelling him to tear Feng Wuchen to shreds.
"Buzz buzz!"
The terrifying storm spread, shaking and crumbling the void, causing everyone to tremble.
"In front of , you have no right to be arrogant, a re One-star Main God thinks to kill ?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, in an instant releasing the power of ti, the ancient and dominant force surging like a dragon out to sea, or as if a War God had descended from the heavens.
The overwhelming might made everyone feel like kneeling in worship.
The domineering power of ti spread out, forcibly suppressing He Qiankun’s terrifying strength, rendering him immobile.
Indeed! Immobile!
Where He Qiankun stood, ti had completely halted!
He Qiankun was utterly terrified, unable to fathom how a re Eight-star God Venerate could trap a Main God like himself, rendering him incapable of any action.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
The chaotic divine power was activated, Feng Wuchen’s power soaring instantly as he punched He Qiankun’s chest, the power of ti dissipating, making He Qiankun spit a mouthful of blood as his body shot out like a black lightning bolt.
"Boom boom boom!"
With the unfolding of teleportation, in the blink of an eye, He Qiankun was beaten into a pig’s head.
Not only the Tian Zu and others, but even Ling Xiaoxiao and Liu Qingyang were dumbfounded.
An Eight-star God Venerate overpowering a One-star Main God!
What terrifying power is this?
"Stop, stop, please stop, Master Feng." He Qiankun pleaded fearfully, kowtowing repeatedly, scared out of his wits.
Feng Wuchen’s attacks were ruthless and rciless. The most terrifying part was that He Qiankun didn’t even know where Feng Wuchen’s fists were coming from.
Pain!
Pain that cuts to the core! The soul is trembling!
Every mont felt like torture from hell!
In a matter of monts, he’d beco a pig’s head. If he didn’t beg for rcy, wouldn’t he be beaten to death?
The more than a hundred God Venerates of the Holy Soul Temple were all petrified.
Their leader was kowtowing and begging for rcy?
Wasn’t this a slap in the face for the Holy Soul Temple? Wouldn’t this disgrace the Holy Soul Temple?
"Master Feng? Now you know to call Master Feng? Weren’t you trying to kill earlier? Where has all your bravado gone?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.
"Master Feng, you jest, I wouldn’t dare, nor do I have the ability." He Qiankun was crying without tears.
"What is Mu Xuanshan planning? Speak! Or I’ll kill you!" Feng Wuchen’s expression was icy, his tone nothing short of commanding.
"I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you!" He Qiankun said fearfully, "Reporting to Master Feng, our Hall Master sensed divine fire fluctuations in the Star Soul Realm, so he sent to take the Star Soul Realm, but I didn’t know it was Master Feng’s territory. Otherwise, even with a hundred lives, I wouldn’t dare."
"Divine fire fluctuations?" Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised.
No wonder, it turned out there were divine fire fluctuations.
"Yes, yes, absolutely true, I wouldn’t dare hide anything." He Qiankun nodded like a pecking chicken.
"Doesn’t the Holy Soul Temple only have Zuo Shitian possessing divine fire? The Blue Fla Aquatic Fire has been devoured by , without divine fire, it’s impossible to sense the presence of divine fire, unless the divine fire has erged, are you telling Mu Xuanshan possesses divine fire?" Feng Wuchen stared coldly at He Qiankun.
"Master Feng is right, the divine fire has erged!" He Qiankun nodded repeatedly.
"Where?" Feng Wuchen glared at He Qiankun.
"I really don’t know, the Hall Master just sent us to control the Star Soul Realm!" He Qiankun was truly terrified of Feng Wuchen, not daring to hide anything.
He Qiankun really didn’t know the position of the divine fire.
"Master Feng, can I leave now?" He Qiankun looked at Feng Wuchen pleadingly and asked.
"Yes, you can take the path to the netherworld." Feng Wuchen said coldly, grabbing through the air, a divine sword flashed.
With the flicker of a sword shadow, a single thrust to the throat!
He Qiankun was stunned on the spot, his eyes filled with despair and reluctance, but it was already too late.
With a thought, Feng Wuchen activated the Wu Fire, then closed his eyes to sense.
But after searching the entire Star Soul Realm, he couldn’t detect any trace of divine fire.
The Pure World Strange Soul Fire was imdiately activated, still unable to sense it.
"The divine fire hasn’t recovered yet, can’t sense it?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, sowhat disappointed.
"Thank you, Alliance Hierarch, for saving our lives!" After coming back to their senses, the Tian Zu and others all knelt respectfully, excitent and excitent written all over their faces.
"Stand up." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly.
This trip wasn’t in vain.
After all, there was news about the divine fire.
"Master, how should we deal with these people?" Mo Xuantian asked respectfully.
"Kill!" Feng Wuchen said nonchalantly, as if it were sothing trivial.
Liu Qingyang flashed downward, coldly asking one person, "Did you kill just now?"
"Eat!"
The divine sword cleaved down from above, splitting into two.
"And you? Did you kill?" Liu Qingyang flashed in front of another person and asked.
"Swoosh!"
Before the words even fell, Liu Qingyang had already swept out a sword, and the person’s head flew off.
"And you?" Liu Qingyang coldly swept his gaze towards another, who was already frightened out of his wits.
"Swoosh!"
Liu Qingyang’s icy voice, every word falling on the ears of the Holy Soul Temple’s powerhouses was a tornt and terror from the depths of the soul.
Liu Qingyang only asked, not waiting for an answer before killing!
One, two, three... more than a hundred powerhouses, in terror, desperation, and pleading for rcy, were killed one by one by Liu Qingyang.
This cold and ruthless manner of killing, the Tian Zu and others were seeing it for the first ti, once again being intensely shocked.
"Hmph! Thought they were sothing special, all useless!" Liu Qingyang cursed.
With a wave of Feng Wuchen’s hand, the Dragon God Sword flew out, devouring the blood essence of the dead powerhouses of the Holy Soul Temple completely.
"It’s ti to pay a visit to the Sun and Moon Temple." Feng Wuchen grinned.
Mu Honglian trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears.
They had chosen the right person!
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