The power of terror erupted, and the power was monstrous.

In an instant, the aura of the Northern Underworld had surpassed the wind and dust.

Even if it is suppressed by the Ninefold Qiankun Tower, the power of the Northern Underworld is still terrifying, and it is worthy of being the pride of the Kyushu Heaven.

The power that erupted was his real strength.

"Wind and dust, don't be scared and your legs are weak!" Bei Mingkong said coldly, full of confidence in his strength.

The terrifying power of the Northern Underworld made Feng Wuchen's face a little more solemn, the strength of the Northern Underworld was much stronger than Murong Tianlie, and Feng Wuchen did not dare to underestimate it.

When the aura of the Northern Darkness stopped rising, a proud smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Feng Wuchen condescendingly.

"It's a misfortune, I didn't do my best!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Bei Mingkong's proud smile stiffened slightly, and his face became gloomy.

"Feng Wuchen hasn't gone all out yet, how can this be ......" The disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley were dumbfounded when they heard this.

The cultivation of the first level of the Tian Yuan Realm, it doesn't matter if he can fight against the three layers of the Tian Yuan Realm, even if he hurts the Northern Underworld, but now he even says that he didn't go all out!

Is it a bluff?

Of course not! There is no need to bluff!

"Buzz!"

The power of the bloodline urged with all its might, and a more domineering and terrifying force diffused from Feng Wuchen's body, and the blood qi rising from the surface of the body became even stronger, and the dazzling blood light shrouded the void, imprinting the void into a blood-red space.

Just in an instant, the wind and dust-free aura swelled quickly, and soon caught up with the Northern Underworld.

"How can a level of the Tianyuan Realm have such terrifying power?"

"Monster...... Wind and dust are monsters!"

"It's terrifying......"

"How could he have such terrifying powers?"

The disciples and deacons and elders of the Burial Spirit Valley were dumbfounded, and they were so frightened that the three souls and seven spirits all left their bodies.

They have seen a lot of geniuses, but it is the first time they have seen a demonic genius like Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen gave them the feeling that they had unlimited strength and could never win a terrible opponent.

"Time is running out! We must defeat him as soon as possible and rescue Daddy. "Feng Wuchen secretly said, the appearance of the Northern Underworld has delayed him for a lot of time.

The absence of the high-level leaders of the Burial Spirit Valley is the best chance to rescue Feng Zhengxiong, once they rush back, Feng Wuchen has no hope, and can only exchange it with the Ninefold Qiankun Tower!

However, Feng Wuchen is not willing to hand over the Nine-Fold Qiankun Tower, Feng Wuchen wants to rescue Feng Zhengxiong, but also the Nine-Fold Qiankun Tower, both of which are indispensable!

"I want to see, do you really have such terrifying power!" said angrily in the Northern Void, stepping on the void, the terrifying speed left a whirlwind in the original position, and appeared in front of Feng Wuchen in an instant.

"Xuan-rank high-grade martial arts!

The North Darkness burst into a loud roar, and the palm of his hand contained a suffocating power, blasting out fiercely against the wind and dust, and the terrifying palm wind seemed to carry the power of overwhelming mountains and seas.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

However, the moment the North Darkness blasted out a palm, his face suddenly changed drastically, and then there was an explosion, and he saw the North Darkness spitting blood from his mouth, and his body shot out inexplicably.

Before the martial arts were used, the people had already flown out first.

"Hiss......"

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley gasped in horror, and they didn't see what was going on clearly at all.

Absolutely terrible speed!

A surprise attack that makes the opponent unguardable.

At the moment when he performed his martial arts in the North Underworld, Feng Wuchen seized the opportunity and used teleportation to launch a ferocious attack, and the North Underworld was overwhelmed!

The power of Feng Wuchen's punch is full strength, and in an unguarded situation, the North Underworld will lose its skin even if it is not dead!

Bei Mingkong's face was full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost, and he didn't see what was going on at all with Feng Wuchen's attack just now.

"What's the matter with his speed?" The Northern Hollow was horrified, Feng Wuchen's attack was so fast that he didn't even notice it.

"Where are you looking?" Wind Wuchen's cold voice came strangely from behind the Northern Void.

"What?" Bei Shenkong's face changed dramatically again, and he trembled in horror!

Feng Wuchen's terrifying speed completely shook the Northern Darkness, and the latter turned his head in horror and looked back inch by inch.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

Feng Wuchen's terrifying fist blasted over again, and the Northern Darkness once again spat blood, and his body flew hundreds of meters away.

"Punish the gods and break the soul finger!"

Feng Wuchen raised his arm, pointed to the North Underworld that flew out, and finally burst into a shout.

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

The arm-thick pillar of blood-red energy burst out, carrying the momentum of the power that penetrates heaven and earth and rushes towards the Northern Underworld, which is in a state of backward ejection, it can't be avoided at all, it hits in an instant, and with a boom, the terrifying power blows the Northern Underworld away, and the injury worsens.

"Young Valley Lord!" the deacon, elder, and many disciples shouted in panic.

"Elder Deacon, think of a way, the Young Valley Lord is not an opponent of Feng Wuchen!"

"Why haven't the valley lord and the elder come back? If they don't come back, the young valley lord will die!"

The disciples were extremely panicked, the six gods had no master, and the more they looked at it, the more anxious they became, but there was nothing they could do.

The deacon elder was seriously injured, what could he do? If the top level of the Burial Spirit Valley didn't come back, could the deacon elder still turn them back?

After the first realm of the Tianyuan Realm was consolidated, Feng Wuchen's combat power naturally increased a lot, and with the teleportation, the offensive was absolutely terrifying.

Bearing the heavy punches of Feng Wuchen's two blows, as well as the terrifying power of the earth-level martial arts, the Northern Underworld was already seriously injured at this time, his face was pale, and the gorgeous clothes on his body were already in tatters.

Bei Mingkong gasped, staring at Feng Wuchen with fierce eyes, as the proud son of Kyushu Tian, he didn't expect to fall so unbearably in front of Feng Wuchen.

Of course, the most important thing is the suppressive power of the Ninefold Qiankun Tower, if it weren't for that, the one who was seriously injured would probably be Feng Wuchen.

"Whew!"

Feng Wuchen's figure flashed in an instant, staring at the North Underworld with cold eyes, and said, "If your father asked you to stay to deal with me, then he was wrong!"

"Wind and dust! Don't underestimate me! Without the Nine-Fold Qiankun Tower, you are by no means my opponent!" said the Northern Void Yin angrily.

"Let my dad go, I can spare you from dying!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently, with a cold and piercing murderous aura, which was terrifying.

"Feng Wuchen, you dare to kill the young valley master! the old man will kill your father first!" the deacon elder shouted angrily.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Feng Wuchen pointed at him in the air, and a terrifying blood-red energy burst down, as fast as lightning, instantly piercing the heart of the deacon elder.

The deacon's eyes widened, his eyes filled with despair.

One hit kills!

Ruthless! Extremely vicious! Kill people if you don't agree with each other!

Feng Zhengxiong is the bottom line of wind and dust, and the wind and dust at this moment must not be provoked, otherwise there is only a dead end!

"Elder Deacon!" the disciples were horrified and angry.

"You dare to kill my Elder Deacon of the Burial Spirit Valley!!" Bei Mingkong was furious, his fists clenched, and he immediately raised his head to the sky and roared.

The power of the rage was surging, and the madness erupted, and the Northern Underworld actually sacrificed its own essence blood, and the original injury was seriously caused by weakness, and it instantly recovered its peak strength!

The surging and furious energy shook the wind and dust away.

"Essence blood!" Feng Wuchen frowned deeply.

"The wind is dustless! "Come on!" roared in the Northern Underworld, and the power of essence blood was sacrificed, which can be said to be fighting for your life!

At the same time, the Northern Underworld offered another sword in the middle grade spirit weapon jade pendant, and the aura skyrocketed again.

"Ground Rank First Grade Martial Arts!Sword of the Heavens!"

The North Darkness Sky clasped his hands together, condensing terrifying power, and above his head, a huge energy sword of more than twenty zhang condensed, filled with suffocating terrifying power!

"Whew!"

"Buzz!"

The Northern Void waved his hand suddenly, and the furious energy sword burst out fiercely, destroying the sky and the earth, shaking the void, and the tumbling waves of qi were visible to the naked eye.

Ground-level martial arts, monstrous power!

"This is your strongest martial art, it's too weak!" Feng Wuchen said coldly, looking down on the first grade martial art of the Northern Underworld!

Feng Wuchen stretched out his right hand, and the Supreme Dragon Divine Sword flashed out of thin air, urging the power of the blood vein to pour into it with all his might, and the sword body was filled with domineering sword power, and the blood was brilliant.

"Soul Destroying Sword Technique! Soul Destroying Ghosts and Gods!"

Feng Wuchen suddenly burst into tears, his whole body burst with blood, the monstrous momentum skyrocketed, and the vast sword intent rose to the sky, as if he was about to break through the sky, like the Nine Heavens God of War!

"What kind of sword trick is this?" Feeling the terror and domineering of the sword, horror appeared on the face of the Northern Darkness again.

"Whew!"

"Buzz!"

The Supreme Dragon Divine Sword slashed out, the blood light flickered, and an incomparably huge blood-colored sword light broke out of the air, looking at the terrifying momentum, as if it was about to tear the void.

"Brother Feng has really comprehended the first form of the Soul Destroying Sword Technique!" Ling Xiaoxiao smiled excitedly.

That's right! The first form of the Soul Exterminating Sword Technique, Feng Wuchen has fully comprehended it!

The true Soul Destroying Sword Technique!

"Chen'er's sword technique, when did it become so terrifying!" Xiao Qingqing's face was full of horror, and his voice trembled with a hint.

The battle between Feng Wuchen and Murong Tianlie had only ended for a month, and Xiao Qingqing felt that Feng Wuchen had become stronger again, and he had a feeling of being delusional.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

"Click!"

In an instant, the blood-red sword collided with the energy sword, and a deafening explosion resounded through the surrounding mountains, and then in the unbelievable gaze of everyone, the Northern Netherworld spewed out a mouthful of blood in vain, and the energy sword instantly shattered, without any resistance!

"Impossible...... This can't be ......" The Northern Underworld was extremely shocked, and looked at the huge blood-colored sword light that burst out in horror, and the brilliant light covered his eyes.

The disciples of the Burial Spirit Valley were all frightened, and the horror of the wind and dust was deeply engraved in their hearts.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The domineering and surging sword slammed mercilessly into the body of the Northern Underworld, and the surging and violent energy ripples devoured it, and life and death were unknown.

The energy of destruction swept down, and the terrifying coercion shook all the disciples to the ground, and the palace of the Burial Spirit Valley shook, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time!

The sword of Feng Wuchen can be described as earth-shattering! It really has the magic power of crying ghosts and gods!

(End of chapter)