readx;? Chapter Ninety-Three: The Phantom of the Creek Emperor

Seeing Wu Feng's eyes full of murderous intent looking towards him, the fourth prince's heart trembled, and he knew that he had gone today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Not to mention Wu Feng in front of him, that is, the black-clothed long-haired man and the barbarian are two powerhouses with the strength of the Creation Realm, and the King of Hailing on his side has fallen, if there is a war, as long as the Yin and Yang Kings are entangled by the two, then Wu Feng and the extra one of them can completely slaughter their own side, and there is also a powerful group of people from the Red Mansion next to them.

"Withdraw!"

The fourth prince shouted loudly, he is not a fool, he knows that only by saving his life and returning to the forbidden city can he have the capital to make a comeback.

Wu Feng sneered, looked at the killing intent of the four princes who fled in a hurry, and muttered coldly, "Can you escape?"

Brush!

The ring on Wu Feng's finger emitted a faint light, and in an instant, dozens of colorful rays of light flew out in all directions, dancing in the wind and instantly turning into dozens of huge energy arrays, blazing fire, extreme ice, and violent thunderton time raged the entire heaven and earth!

The elite of the Thunder Leopard Iron Rider brought by Hailing was like wheat harvested in the autumn, falling in pieces. Wu Feng threw out all the formation balls he had brought from Siyuan Pavilion before this trip, and there were many fourth-order and third-order powerful formations in them!

According to Wu Feng's words, he had already broken through to the Creation Realm, and these things had also lost their sharp deterrent, and he was undoubtedly like chicken ribs for himself now. However, for the thousands of Thunder Leopard Iron Rider elites below, it was a devastating blow like the end of the world.

Most of them are cultivators of the Source Sea Realm, and there are even hundreds of masters of the Source Infant Realm, no matter where these people go, as long as they don't encounter the powerhouses of the Creation Realm, they are almost invincible existences! Just imagine which empire and which Zhou County can have such a large number of peak forces gathered together? The name of the Twelve Imperial Guards of the Great Han Dynasty is not in vain, but it is a pity that they met Wu Feng today, even if Wu Feng does not have the strength of the Creation Realm now, it is destined that he is the natural nemesis of this Thunder Leopard Iron Horse.

The fourth-order formation is that even the powerhouses of the Giant Elephant Realm dare not face it directly, plus so many third-order formations and second-order formations explode together, that kind of power even Wu Feng does not dare to face directly!

"Ahh

“......”

The terrible screams filled the entire heaven and earth for a while, and the fourth prince felt the violent fluctuations behind him, his face changed again, and he accelerated the pace of his feet, and fear filled his heart...

"I said, you can't escape ......"

Wu Feng's eyes were slightly dim, and a little tip of his toes directly drove a piercing sound of breaking wind into lightning and rushed towards the four princes, sensing the terrifying wind behind him, the four princes finally panicked, he really felt the call from death.

"Yin and Yang kings, stop him!"

"Stop them two......"

The shouts of the four princes and Wu Feng resounded one after the other through the sky, and the bodies of the violent bear and the long-haired mysterious man who claimed to have residual blood swayed, and appeared directly in front of the Yin and Yang kings who had made a move in the Gang Domain, and the violent bear like a barbarian looked at the two people in front of him and grinned, and directly waved the giant mace in his hand and smashed it towards the Yang King in white robes.

"We young people said, let you stay here......"

In contrast, the residual blood is much simpler, and the demonic red ruler that is still dripping blood in his hand is horizontal, directly facing the yin and yang measured by the yin wind.

Sensing this scene, the fourth prince finally lost his mind, and cold sweat spread all over his forehead and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry!

Hearing this, the faces of the thousands of households of the Tiger Ben Army, who had few surviving lives, all changed, did they want their own cultivation of the Source Infant Realm and the Source Sea Realm to fight against a killing god of the Creation Realm? Obviously, these people were just cannon fodder, chess pieces that had been discarded, but how could they dare to disobey the royal order?

Gritting his teeth, the Tiger Ben Army with only four people left all turned around and rushed forward to meet Wu Feng, and his lifelong cultivation broke out at this moment, and at this time, it was the biggest child's play in his life, maybe if he went all out together, things could still take a turn for the better, right?

These people thought of it in their hearts......

Seeing these people rushing towards him, Wu Feng's eyes did not fluctuate, and as soon as he used his foot, the speed skyrocketed again, as if close to the speed of sound, the five fingers of his left hand were bent together, and a dull low roar came out of his throat, and he punched directly at the four people while passing by!

Bang!bang......

Wu Feng flashed past the four of them, and continued to rush towards the four princes who fled with all his might, and while the faces of the four tiger soldiers showed horror, they directly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the blood rain of Xila bloomed poignantly in the air.

Although this punch didn't have any fancy, it implied Wu Feng's full understanding of the Vajra Eight Style Enlightenment Style, and combined with his strength in the Creation Realm, even in the face of a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse, he would dare to touch it! Not to mention these little minions in his eyes.

"Look where are you going, suffer death!" Wu Feng looked at the back of the four princes who were close at hand, and his two hands reached out like eagle arrows, and the pitch-black source power surged wildly on the palms of his hands, directly slapping the heads of the four princes!

If this blow hits, with the insignificant strength of the fourth prince in front of Wu Feng's eyes, he will be able to return to the West Heaven in minutes.

"No!"

The fourth prince looked desperately at the dilated palms in his pupils, and a biting chill rose from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

Buzzing...

Just when the fourth prince was about to die in Huangquan, a pale yellow jade pendant that had been hanging around his waist suddenly made a slight buzzing and vibrating sound, and then in Wu Feng's eyes, a delicate and white palm suddenly grabbed Wu Feng's wrist out of thin air, and the source power that jumped with wisps of black lightning could not shake the palm of his hand no matter how crazy it eroded.

Brush!

Behind that palm, an old man in a spotless white robe appeared out of thin air, looking at Wu Feng from the air and smiling slightly. His eyes are very deep, as if he has seen through the vicissitudes of the world, and it is incredible that the old man's face has not left a trace of time, ruddy and white like a baby, and his crane hair and childish face are the best portrayal of him.

"Master save me!"

When the fourth prince saw the old man, he shouted in ecstasy as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and his eyes when he looked at Wu Feng were full of resentment, smugness and relief.

"Hehe, little friend, you have to be forgiving and forgiving. You see that you have also killed so many people, it's time to stop, there must be a little leeway in everything, don't you say?" The old man ignored the shouts of the four princes, but sent Wu Feng's palm away, and said with a gentle smile.

This person is very strong! It is possible that he has already set foot in the Martial Emperor Realm.

This was the first thought that came to Wu Feng's mind, and then he thought of what the fourth prince had just said, his eyes flickered faintly, and then he said unmoved: "It's a pity that I don't like to leave a curse for myself, and being merciful to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to myself......!

"Little guy, do you actually know me? I have already set foot in the Creation Realm at such a young age, the old man really can't imagine that there is an old immortal in this Han Empire and even the entire Qing Domain who can teach such a demonic apprentice, can you tell the old man, the name of your family's respected teacher?" Emperor Xi smiled slightly, not at all like the camp of the four princes, but like an old man from an ordinary family, kindly pulling the family routine.

The fourth prince was in a hurry, he was so humiliated today that he almost lost his life, and the hatred for Wu Feng in his heart had already penetrated deep into his bones, but now he saw that his master didn't seem to have the intention of making a move, which made him feel puzzled and angry at the same time.

But he didn't dare to have a seizure, even his father was humbly seeking advice when facing his master, if he yelled out without roots, I am afraid that he would not be able to keep his position as a prince.

"Abominable ......"

The four princes' hands creaked, and the anger in his eyes was already surging and burning.

Wu Feng looked at the kind old man in front of him, and it was really difficult to associate him with the famous Xihuang in people's mouths. After being silent for a while, Wu Feng raised his head again and looked at him and said slowly: "Family teacher, the wind is clear!"

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