"What?!"

In mid-air, when he felt the power of Wu Lingfeng's palm, Feng Wufeng's complexion changed drastically.

The power of this palm is not weak, and it is a strong person in the ordinary Emperor Realm with all his strength!

Does this still make people live?

A Mo Forgetchen, he can fight beyond the level, and with the cultivation of the Holy Venerable Realm, he can hardly shake the power of the Emperor Realm, and that's it.

But why, even the people around him could launch such a terrifying attack at the Saint Venerable Realm level?

"Break it for me!"

Although he was shocked in his heart, Feng Wuxian did not dare to hesitate at all.

He was all over his body, and the momentum of the Emperor Realm instantly exploded to the peak.

The general trend is surging, and the charm of the law flows around it, and the brilliance is brilliant.

Between the lightning and flint, he palmed it with all his strength and pressed it against the big void hand that had been suppressed above his head.

Bang!

An earth-shattering explosion echoed and spread across a radius of 100 miles.

Feng Wufeng's palm was certainly powerful, but he still underestimated the power of Wu Lingfeng's attack.

After the two void hands collided in mid-air, the terrifying wave of qi swept in all directions, only to see that the body without a trace of the wind was shocked by the terrible aftermath of the collision, and he flew out on the spot, coughing up blood.

His hair was messy, he looked extremely embarrassed, his face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at Wu Lingfeng.

How can it be?

I can't even take the other party's palm?

How could a Saint Venerable Realm level figure unleash such a terrifying attack?

"Won't it?"

"Feng Wuxian actually suffered!"

"What a terrible palm, it's not weak = a full blow from a strong person in the ordinary emperor realm!"

"Who is it that is following Mo Wuchen, who has not yet stepped into the Emperor Realm, but also has such terrifying combat power!"

All around, everyone was stunned with surprise on their faces.

"Who the hell are you?!"

In mid-air, Feng Wuxian wiped the blood residue from the corner of his mouth, his face was extremely ugly, it was really embarrassing today.

was defeated by an inconspicuous figure beside Mo Wuchen, he was a dignified Fenglei Valley Divine Son, the world's top genius in the Northern Immortal Domain, where should he put his face now?

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you can't even take my palm, but you're like a fly, and you're here all the time. ”

Wu Lingfeng didn't answer Feng Wuxie's words, his face was indifferent, his eyes looked at the other party, and he spoke lightly.

"You!"

Hearing his words, Feng Wuji's face became even more ugly, and his heart was extremely hot, and he even had the heart to kill.

"You claim to be the son of God, and there is no one in your eyes here, but now, you have ended up in such an embarrassing end, I don't know what kind of face you have to stay here. ”

"If I were you, I would have turned around and left. ”

Mo Wuchen took a step forward and stood side by side with Wu Lingfeng, looking at the wind in mid-air without a trace, with a sneer and disdain on his face.

Everyone around them was silent, no one spoke, looking at the scene in front of them, not knowing what to say.

As Mo Wuchen said, the wind without a trace is really embarrassing today.

At first, he was embarrassed and forgetful, and then he went to the man next to him, saying that others were not qualified to go to the Hundred Flowers Waterfall to gather with the gods.

But now, Wu Lingfeng beat him to an embarrassment with one palm, which was simply a hard slap in the face.

"Don't forget the dust, don't be too arrogant, the sky is high and the road is long, we still have a long way to go, sooner or later, one day, I will personally kill you under my hands, so as to strengthen my Dao heart!"

In the end, Feng Wuxian took a deep breath, and no longer had the face to continue to stay here, and after dropping such a sentence, his body turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the hundred gardens in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until Feng Wuxian left completely that everyone present came back to their senses.

When his gaze fell on Feng Wuxian again, a hint of jealousy appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, this is also a demon, who can be at the level of the Holy Venerable Realm, he can hardly shake the genius of the Emperor Realm powerhouse, looking at the current Northern Immortal Domain, I am afraid that I will not be able to find a few people.

In the sky, Xia Jiujian glanced at each other with Ye Fan, the god of the Infinite Sect, and there was a strange glow in his eyes.

"I don't know what the name of this friend is, but it's also the same as Brother Mo, from the Immortal Sect?"

In the end, Xia Jiujian was the first to stand up, and Chao Mo Wuchen smiled and spoke.

"His name is Wu Lingfeng, you should have heard of some of them. Mo Wuchen smiled faintly.

"He's Wu Lingfeng?"

"The person who joined the Dao Immortal Sect, the Holy Lord's lineage, I heard that there is some real dragon body!"

All around, many people were suddenly surprised on their faces, obviously, they had indeed heard something about Wu Lingfeng.

"It turns out that this is the True Dragon Body Martial Brother, look up for a long time!" Xia Jiujian's face was also slightly surprised.

In contemporary times, all kinds of demons are rampant, and many special physiques stand side by side, Wu Lingfeng has a true dragon body, although he has never met the other party, but he also knows that he can rely on this so-called true dragon body to join the Holy Lord of the Dao Immortal Sect.

It can be seen that this kind of physique is by no means ordinary!

Seeing the polite look on Xia Jiujian's face, Wu Lingfeng didn't feel good at the other party's face, he bowed his hand slightly, which could be regarded as a greeting.

In the end, under the leadership of Xia Jiujian, Wu Lingfeng and Mo Wangchen, including Zheng Chengming, swept towards the Hundred Flowers Waterfall behind the Hundred Gardens.

As for Zheng Chengming's younger brother Zheng Chengtao, he is not qualified to go.

Although he also has the cultivation of the Emperor Realm, but really speaking, his strength is much worse than that of the Wind without a Trace.

"I've heard of Brother Mo's name for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation and has a great demeanor!"

On the way to Baihua Waterfall, Ye Fan, the god of the Infinite Sect, talked with Mo Wuchen very politely.

"Brother Ye laughed, compared to you people, I am still much worse. ”

Mo Wuchen responded politely, it is rumored that this person has cultivated the Immeasurable Immortal Sutra, which is the inheritance of the Ancient Immortal Sutra left over from the Immeasurable Sect to the Desolate Ancient, and I am afraid that it will not be much weaker than his own Mingyu Taiqing Gong.

In addition, this person's cultivation has at least reached the third level of the Emperor Realm, giving Mo Wuchen an unfathomable feeling, and his combat power may even be comparable to Ye Wudao!

In addition to Ye Fan, the Shenzi of the Chen family, Xia Jiujian, also talked to Mo Wuchen while walking, the other party has become famous recently, and now he has already become famous in the Northern Immortal Domain, and they have a lot of curiosity about Mo Wuchen.

Although the garden is large, it is only a little time to walk in the air, and I came to the place where the Hundred Flowers Waterfall is.

As far as the eye can see, there is a superb cliff in front, the Qianzhang Waterfall is like a heavenly river, rolling and sprinkling, the waterfall beats on the rocks below, exuding a mighty sound, like the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping, people can't help but have some blood boiling.

Thanks to the 100 book coins rewarded by the old man in the city!

(End of chapter)