_Chapter 683: Still Killing with One Punch!

A powerhouse at the peak of the sixth floor of the Divine Gate Realm was directly killed by him!

It's just that An Xueqing's expression was only faintly surprised, and she was not particularly shocked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chen Feng's strength is not yet in her eyes, but it is only the sixth floor of the Divine Gate Realm!

Chen Feng looked up to the sky and roared, dissipated the hidden breath power, and the momentum on his body continued to rise, and soon he had reached the sixth floor of the Divine Gate Realm!

"It's just the sixth floor of the Divine Gate Realm, do you really think you're strong?"

Quan Hongwen looked at Chen Feng, and there was no disguised contempt in his eyes.

Originally, the three of them were besieging An Xueqing, and he said to one of the short men, "Senior Brother Zhou, you go and kill him." ”

"You are the weakest of the three of us, but you also have enough strength in the early stage of the seventh floor to kill him. ”

The Senior Brother Zhou nodded, and then swept towards Chen Feng quickly, with a hideous look in his eyes:

"Waste, I'm here to take your life!"

"I don't know how thick the sky is, but it's just the sixth floor of the Divine Gate Realm, and I dare to be arrogant here, I can abolish you with one move!"

Chen Feng laughed: "It's good, I want to see who we are!"

As he spoke, his anger surged wildly, and his palms pushed forward.

In the air, the roar of the dragon suddenly sounded, and then, six dragons the thickness of a train appeared out of thin air and rushed forward, with an extremely loud sound.

The aura fluctuated, and it became turbulent in an instant.

Longxiang nine days, Xiaocheng realm!

Seeing this scene, Senior Brother Zhou, who was in the early stage of the seventh floor of the Divine Gate Realm, also had a shocked look on his face, and hurriedly resisted.

However, he didn't expect it at all, the six dragons did not rush directly, but when they approached him, they exploded directly.

There was a loud bang, and the range of tens of meters was shrouded in it.

Several disciples of the Flame Sect were directly killed, and Senior Brother Zhou was also directly blown up in the air, spraying blood.

In the next moment, Chen Feng's Purple Moon Knife came out of its sheath, and the Soul Breaking Cross Slash flew out of the air, slamming heavily into his chest.

Three breaths later, he exploded directly in the air.

The powerhouse in the early stage of the seventh floor of the Shenmen Realm was directly killed by Chen Feng in seconds!

At this time, everyone's gaze at Chen Feng had already turned into horror!

The disciples of the Flame Sect all looked at him with great fear and let out exclamations.

"This man is so powerful!"

Even Zhang Bing, looking at Chen Feng's gaze, showed disbelief.

"Why is he so tough? That's the master of the seventh floor of the Divine Gate Realm, and he was directly killed by him in seconds!"

Even An Xueqing, looking at Chen Feng's gaze, was full of brilliance, and secretly said in her heart: "I really look down on him, it turns out that his strength is so strong, it seems that he is no longer inferior to me!"

Chen Feng looked at these extremely frightened Flame Sect disciples and laughed, "Who is the waste? is it you, or me?"

As he spoke, he rushed into the midst of these Flame Sect disciples!

Like a tiger entering a flock, one palm at a time, killing several people in a few moments!

Zhang Bing was fighting with a disciple of the Flame Branch, while another disciple of the Flame Sect was attacking her from behind.

Chen Feng slammed his palm, slammed his palm on the back of this disciple, directly blasted him away, sprayed blood wildly, fell to the ground, and did not move after two convulsions.

Then he smiled and said to Zhang Bing: "Be careful behind your back, I can't save you every time!"

Zhang Bing snorted fiercely: "Isn't it just the high point of strength, what's the big deal." ”

With Chen Feng joining the battle, the situation was immediately reversed.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten disciples of the Flame Sect who died under his hands.

The Bishui Sect immediately took advantage of this to turn the tide of the battle, but instead gained the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, Quan Hongwen showed an anxious look on his face, and immediately said to the master of the seventh floor of the Divine Gate Realm next to him: "Senior Brother Qiu, if you go to deal with that little rabbit cub, I will kill An Yuqing immediately." ”

"Yes. ”

The mid-stage master of the seventh floor responded and immediately killed Chen Feng.

Chen Feng sneered: "It's a good time." ”

He slammed towards Senior Brother Qiu with one palm.

But what he didn't expect was that Senior Brother Qiu's move turned out to be a false move, his body flashed, and he came directly to Shen Yanbing, and his palm slammed towards Shen Yanbing.

He is the seventh floor cultivator of the Divine Gate Realm, two realms higher than Shen Yanbing, how could Shen Yanbing be his opponent?

Shen Yanbing raised the giant sword and desperately wanted to resist, but the difference in strength was too great, and Senior Brother Qiu's palm power completely enveloped her, and Shen Yanbing couldn't move at all.

There was a look of despair on her face, knowing that this time she was going to die.

Chen Feng let out a sharp roar: "Yan Bing!"

He was about to save Shen Yanbing, and at this time, Quan Hongwen's face suddenly showed a ruthless look, and he said to An Xueqing: "An Xueqing, do you really think that I can't do anything about you?"

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, his face turned red, his robe swelled, and an extremely strong fire elemental aura diffused from his body.

The surrounding temperature rose suddenly, and in the air, there was a faint flash of fire, as if countless flames were burning.

Then he let out a sharp roar from his mouth, a loud roar, and pointed his palms to the sky, only to see that above his head, a flaming long knife condensed and formed.

This flame long knife, which is ten meters long, exudes an incomparably strong flame, and the scorching temperature is only afraid of thousands of degrees.