(Recommended reading: Several people around Lu Chen's side showed strong anger on their faces, staring at them, the flames in their eyes burned to the extreme, and the rumbling qi waves kept vibrating!

Feng Rui said angrily: "What's wrong with cultivating the flesh, why do you look down on the cultivators who cultivate the flesh, as if you are invincible in the world." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

One of the cultivators of the Divine Wind Sect was wearing a green robe, his lips were extremely thin, and he sneered with a mean face: "Yo, you're still not convinced, if you have the ability, let's compare and see if you, a flesh body cultivator, or a sword path cultivator like me, are strong!"

With a bang, above his heavenly spirit, the spiritual light fluctuated, and a sword light that rushed up came out, and a powerful shock wave revolved around his body, and in an instant, the breath on this person's body was extremely fierce, and a breath that almost crushed Feng Rui exploded.

Feng Rui's eyes widened, and his explosive body exploded in an instant, and the muscles like rocks hung on his body, filled with an extremely explosive aura, like an incomparably solid stone, falling on the spot, no matter how fierce the opponent's sword light was, it couldn't shake him in the slightest.

Lei Meng's expression moved slightly, and his gaze naturally fell on Song Chu's body, and said, "Uncle Shi." ”

Before Song Chu could speak, the black-robed primordial god on the other side had already laughed: "Senior Brother Song, since the juniors want to try their hands, let them compete? Or, don't you Desolate God Sect even have the guts to compete?"

When he said this, he duly showed a strong look of disdain on his face.

Song Chu smiled slightly: "Don't use such despicable means to provoke me, don't you just want to fight, okay, Feng Rui, you let this group of bastards, take a good look, the strength of the flesh body cultivators!"

Feng Rui was waiting for this sentence, and in an earth-shattering roar, the sound wave that shot out bloomed from his throat, sweeping in all directions like a sharp sword, rippling in circles, and exploding along the way.

The eyes of the green-robed young man on the opposite side exploded with cold light, and he said sharply: "I don't know what is good, I have to let you know what a real master is!"

With a bang, a more powerful sword light shot out from his body, regardless of it, and stabbed at Feng Rui fiercely.

Feng Ruiren was in mid-air, bursting out of the aura, stirring in all directions, and saw that the flat ground suddenly shook, and the stone pillars that stood up one by one were already propped up. In the blink of an eye, it was already blocked in front of Feng Rui's body, and under the sword light, the stone pillar that Feng Rui made noise burst with a bang, and after a few back and forth, it was already blown up and shattered without a trace, and all over the sky were white stone chips.

The green-robed young man laughed wildly: "It's all said, you cultivators of the Desolate God Sect are all a bunch of waste, you still don't believe it, now believe it, haha, get out of the way for me!"

With a bang, the sword light swept across, the mighty waves of qi bloomed horizontally, and in the blink of an eye, a path was opened up from the rushing dust, and the rush swept over.

The ferocious sword light roared, and a stronger momentum erupted. At this moment, a sword swept away, and when the young man in the green robe thought that he could hit Feng Rui with a sword, who would have thought that there was no trace of Feng Rui at all.

The young man in the green robe was taken aback, where did he not know, he made a mistake in judgment, and underestimated this guy who cultivated the flesh.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the figure of the blue-robed young man rose again, but it was a heavy sword light, enveloping his whole body, and it had already turned into a layer of defense.

Just when his defense exploded, the ground in all directions was surging wildly, as if there was a huge beast hidden underground, making waves, and one by one extremely violent stone pillars rose from the ground, and crashed towards the blue-robed young man regardless of it.

The hastily evolved sword light couldn't withstand the onslaught of these stone pillars at all, and a few couldn't breathe, and the heavy sword light was already full of holes, exploding deep holes one after another.

The anxiety in the eyes of the young man in the green robe suddenly churned, not because his strength was not enough, but from the beginning, he didn't take Feng Rui, a flesh cultivator, in his eyes, so he suffered a secret loss, and now this secret loss has become his biggest flaw.

If the young man in the green robe knew that Feng Rui's hands were so hard, how could he be so careless?

Of course, no matter how much he didn't admit it, it had already happened, and he couldn't stop it.

Seeing an even more violent shockwave, swept in.

The green-robed young man roared wildly, and with all his might, he erupted into an incomparably fierce qi wave shock wave, trying to get back the situation he had lost, but his actions were still slow after all.

Because when his sword light shattered, a roaring axe hit his head and slashed down.

Under the ferocious aura, the smugness in the eyes of the green-robed young man completely collapsed, and what remained was an incomparably strong panic and despair, and he directly shouted: "I admit defeat!"

Oh, the roaring stone axe stopped an inch above his head, wisps of strong breath, roared out, and I saw broken green silks, flying wantonly, and the handful of hair on the top of his head seemed to have been scraped off by a razor, revealing a section of scalp!

The beads of sweat on the head of the blue-robed young man rolled down from his face, the unconcealed jealousy in his chest and abdomen, the crazy breeding, the staring gaze, the condescending and incomparably cold gaze of Shang Feng Rui, the panic in his heart was a little more.

The face of the black-robed primordial god turned cold, and the other nine young masters of the Divine Wind Sect, one by one, had hatred on their faces that could not be hidden, and they were crazy to breed, glaring at the green-robed young man viciously, and at the same time, they fell on Feng Rui's body.

They were desperately mocking the Aragami Sect just now, and they focused on 'caring' these cultivators who cultivated the flesh body, and now the other party's flesh body cultivator in turn defeated their people, which was tantamount to a loud slap in the face, and at the same time, the hatred in their hearts naturally exploded even more.

And the Aragami faction, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Chen looked at this guy who was defeated by Feng Rui with a hint of coldness, this person's strength is not weaker than Feng Rui, if he comes up, he will take it seriously, and it will only be Feng Rui who loses.

At this time, among the cultivators of the Divine Wind Sect, a young man in a black robe roared: "I really can't see that a mere flesh cultivator still has such strength, but we have lost our eyes! Let me meet you now!" With a bang, an even more explosive sword light shot out from his body!

Book friends who have read "Pure Yang Divine Venerable" also like it