As soon as Tang Feng's words fell, he suddenly stepped out, and then the Netherworld only felt that everything around him seemed to be still, and the scene of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood was still there, but the roaring yin wind disappeared.

What shocked him the most was that he found that he couldn't move, and even the true qi in his body was imprisoned, which made him suddenly feel a chill down his spine.

But Tang Feng looked at him with a sneer, and his heart suddenly panicked, because he found that Tang Feng was actually able to move, if he wanted to kill himself at this time, wouldn't it be easy?

"How so, can't ......," the Nether roared inwardly.

He tried all sorts of tricks to resume his actions, but in the end, he found that everything was in vain, and no matter what he did, he couldn't break the imprisoned force.

I saw Tang Feng smile and said, "How is it? My field supernatural ability didn't disappoint you, did I?"

Netherworld wanted to scold, but he couldn't open his mouth, he had always been proud of his field supernatural powers, and he even relied on the power of field supernatural powers to rank among the nine princes.

But who would have thought that Tang Feng's field supernatural power would be so weird, able to imprison everything, which made him instantly turn from a tiger into a sheep, if Tang Feng was willing, he could even separate his head in an instant.

The Netherworld was scared, and for the first time he felt fear, the fear of death.

I saw Tang Feng coming in front of him step by step, and then, when he raised his hand, he slapped it on the face of the ghost.

"Smack......

There was a crisp sound, and I saw a few clear finger prints on Nether's face.

This slap also made the scene quiet suddenly, many people in the ancient martial arts world of the Central Plains have seen Tang Feng's field supernatural powers, but the monks of the four major overseas sects have not seen it.

They were still wondering why Netherworld suddenly lost the ability to move, but before they could figure it out, Tang Feng slapped him in the face fiercely.

Oh, my God!

What's going on?

The Netherworld is one of the nine great princes of the sea! When has he ever been beaten? And he was slapped in the face!

Sure enough, the whole person of the Netherworld was crazy, although his face did not change at all, but there was a monstrous killing intent in his eyes.

"Ah...... He dared to hit me, he dared to hit me in the face! I will kill him, punish him for the Nine Clans......" The Netherworld roared in his heart.

However, Tang Feng still had a cynical smile on his face, and said lightly: "It seems that you are very unconvinced!"

Now, his field powers are more mature and stable than they were three months ago, three months ago, his field powers could only last for a few breaths at most, but now they can last for a few minutes.

However, after all, he has not yet stepped into the realm of supernatural powers, and the supernatural powers of the field are not perfect, so at this time, the power of the field is gradually slowing down.

Eventually, Nether noticed that her breathing became easier, and although her body could not move, her face had an expression and she was able to speak.

"Tang Feng, you damn it, I'm going to cut you with a thousand knives!"

In his eyes, the killing intent was like a knife, and he wanted to break Tang Feng's body into pieces, but unfortunately, his body couldn't move.

However, Tang Feng still slapped him in the face: "Slap ......"

"Noise!" Tang Feng said coldly: "At this point, you are an ant under my feet, and I can crush you to death at any time!"

"You...... Bastard, bastard!" There was a look of resentment in the ghost's eyes, and he was about to erupt into flames, but Tang Feng didn't talk nonsense to him at all, and raised his hand and slapped him out a few times.

The crisp voice of "pop, pop, pop, pop......" resounded throughout the venue, and everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

Nether, one of the nine great princes of the overseas world, actually stood there at this time and let Tang Fan slap him, what happened to him? Is he stupid?

"Roaring ......"

The Netherworld roared wildly and said, "Tang Feng, I, Netherworld, swear again, I will never die with you in this life, you had better pray not to fall into my hands, otherwise I will let you survive and die!"

"Haha...... It's hard to talk about!"

Immediately, Tang Feng was beaten again, and in the blink of an eye, the originally white face of the ghost suddenly became swollen, blue and purple, like a pig's head.

"How is it? Are you honest now?" Tang Feng asked with a smile as he looked at the Netherworld, which had changed beyond recognition.

The ghost also found that at this time, arguing with Tang Feng was completely looking for a fight, and he could only watch him slap himself, and there was no way to fight back.

But the old ghost of the Purgatory Hall and the others were pale at this time, such a result was completely beyond their expectations, the Netherworld was actually being beaten by Tang Feng, how could this be possible?

"Stop!" the old ghost said coldly.

He had to stop Tang Feng from continuing to humiliate the Netherworld, because the Netherworld was the future of their Purgatory Hall and had always been cultivated as a successor.

Now that he has been slapped in the face, how can he be allowed to take over the Purgatory Hall in the future? Wouldn't that make the world laugh?

Moreover, as one of the Nine Great Princes, Netherworld was already extremely proud, how could he bear this kind of humiliation? This was very likely to become a shadow in his heart, making his Dao heart unstable and slumping.

This would be an immeasurable loss for the Purgatory Hall, and he would never allow such a thing to happen.

"What are you?" Tang Feng snorted coldly and said.

Before the Netherworld came on the field, this old ghost also said that he should abolish himself, and now he sees that the Netherworld has been taken down by himself, and he lets himself stop, why?

Now that they're being subdued by the Netherworld, will they stop?

Seeing Tang Feng so arrogant, the old ghost's face suddenly turned purple with anger, and he hurriedly gave a look to the few strong men in the Purgatory Hall around him, and after a while, he took action to drag Fu Jiuyou, and they took action to save the netherworld.

But at this moment, Tang Feng took the first step, only to see him suddenly slap a palm, this palm was very slow, towards the chest of the Netherworld.

At the moment when the palm was about to land on the chest of the Netherworld, Tang Feng's field divine power finally reached its limit, and it directly disintegrated, and the imprisoned power in the field also disappeared in an instant.

Netherworld's body suddenly regained its freedom, but unfortunately he didn't have time to react, Tang Feng's palm fell on his chest, and then Nether's body flew out sideways, coughing up blood.

"Bang ......"

Nether's body slammed to the ground, causing the deck to tremble with it, and he saw his eyes full of endless malice and resentment, and he slowly got up, not bothering to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth.

I saw his face distorted, staring at Tang Feng and saying, "I said, you'd better pray not to provoke me, because you can't afford my anger, and you have completely angered me now, so next, you are ready to bear my anger!"