Angry!

A group of people!

Completely angry!

They admitted that Xian Zihan's strength was indeed powerful.

but.

They are not weak either.

On the contrary, they are powerful.

Especially the Nine Heavens Holy Lord and Netherworld Blood Spring are definitely giant-level existences.

Even in the quasi-transcendence realm, they are all top experts.

Who dares to underestimate them?

Who dares to humiliate them?

Now, they are being humiliated.

The anger is burning.

Killing intent is boiling.

A famous monk.

Today.

Just one idea.

That is.

Kill these people.

That woman in particular is very pretty.

You can't kill it directly later.

Some people have evil thoughts in their hearts.

therefore.

The eyes he looked at Xian Zihan became evil.

…

"Do it".

The Nine Heavens Holy Lord waved his hand.

kill!

A group of monks shouted coldly and quickly moved towards Lin Feng and others to kill them.

"The two most powerful guys are left to you and the demon cat."

Lin Feng said.

Xian Zihan couldn't help rolling her eyes and said, "Isn't it time to show your manliness? I am a weak woman."

Lin Feng was very speechless.

It must have been great when you were just showing off, right?

After showing off, now you want to let go?

Bragging is as fierce as a tiger.

At first glance, the operation looks like a rookie?

Lin Feng was happy and at ease.

Holy Lord of the Nine Heavens, I’ll leave the Netherworld Blood Fountain to you.

Lin Feng said, "My cultivation is limited, so you and the demon cat should do it."

Then Lin Feng flew towards that guy Xuanyuan Chong.

He had a verbal conflict with Xuanyuan Chong before.

Just kill this guy.

"You guy..." Seeing Lin Feng running away, Xian Zihan rolled his eyes and then fought with the Nine Heavens Holy Lord.

The demon cat fought with the Nether Blood Fountain.

The other side has a large number of people.

Therefore, every top strong person also has some powerful helpers around him.

For example, when Jiutian Holy Lord and Xian Zihan fought together.

A dozen monks helped him deal with Xian Zihan.

When Lin Feng rushed towards Xuanyuan Chong, Xuanyuan Chong also rushed towards Lin Feng.

He sneered and said, "Boy, are you in such a hurry to die? Because of the Lord Tianxiang, I couldn't kill you before. Now that Lord Tianxiang is not here, who can save you? I have to say that you are so young.

He is so young but so powerful, he is indeed a man who defies heaven."

"But so what? Even if you go against the will of heaven, you are still too young. It will not be a loss if you die in my hands today. When the time comes, I will swallow up your luck, and then rob you of the magic weapon.

Wealth, immortal scriptures, magical powers, etc."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Chong slapped Lin Feng with his palm.

A big energy handprint condensed in the void, and the big energy handprint fell from the sky.

Blast down towards Lin Feng.

A hint of a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Xuanyuan Chong's mouth.

Ants.

How to fight him?

It's too far gone.

Not a monk of the same level at all.

But the next moment.

Xuanyuan Chong's expression suddenly became stiff.

because.

Lin Feng broke the large hand seal of energy he had condensed with one punch.

Then he quickly came to his side.

"Punch me in the face".

Lin Feng showed a devilish expression.

The next moment.

Lin Feng punched Xuanyuan Chong in the chest.

Click!

Click!

The sound of cracking bones was heard.

Xuanyuan Chong's chest position.

Collapse.

Wow!

Xuanyuan Chong vomited blood and his face was as pale as paper.

Lin Feng's blow caused too much damage to him.

Xuanyuan Chong wanted to escape, but Lin Feng did not give him a chance to escape. Lin Feng grabbed Xuanyuan Chong with his left hand.

His right hand struck towards Xuanyuan Chong's chest again.

Bang.

Lin Feng's second punch hit Xuanyuan Chong's chest.

Xuanyuan Chong's chest continued to collapse.

Xuanyuan Chong felt that death was approaching step by step.

He never thought that one day he would die at the hands of a young monk.

and.

Or died at the hands of a young monk whom he looked down upon.
To be continued...