Chapter 1618 The peak of martial intent, ever-changing
Now they have recognized Chu Fengmian as their leader. The Holy Son of the Holy Courtyard Sect in front of them is insulting Chu Fengmian, which is almost equivalent to insulting the entire Five Spirits Sect.
Not only Yan Huanshi, but also the other saints of the Five Spirits Sect had extremely gloomy expressions.
"What? Without Little Emperor Yan, what do you lose? Without Little Emperor Yan, your Five Spirits Sect is worthy of being one of the four sects with our Holy Court Sect?"
The holy son of the Holy Court Sect named Wang Hongguang said unceremoniously when he heard Yan Huanshi's words.
"Let's start a war. Without Little Emperor Yan, do you think you can fight with me alone?"
Wang Hongguang glanced at the Holy Son of the Five Spirits Sect present, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"you……!"
Yan Hanshi wanted to say something else, but suddenly a figure walked out from beside him.
"Brother Chu."
Seeing Chu Fengmian coming out, Yan Hanshi immediately shut up. He could already see the killing intent in Chu Fengmian's eyes.
Once Chu Fengmian is angry, any of his attempts to dissuade him will be meaningless.
Yan Shanshi's eyes looked at Wang Hongguang again, as if looking at a dead person.
"It seems that all the saint sons of the Holy Court Sect are not willing to cooperate with the Wuling Sect?"
Chu Fengmian walked out, his tone was quite calm, but under this calmness, his face was already a bit cold.
Chu Fengmian had given these saints of the Holy Court Sect enough face, and now they came to tease them.
"Boy, do you dare to lead the Five Spirit Sect and do this?"
Wang Hongguang watched Chu Fengmian come out, still looking at Chu Fengmian with disdain in his eyes, and suddenly showed a bit of viciousness.
"We don't have time to talk nonsense with you, get out!"
Boom!
Suddenly Wang Hongguang suddenly became angry.
Condensing the spiritual power in his palm, he aimed a palm at Chu Fengmian and immediately struck him, directly hitting Chu Fengmian's chest.
The power of this palm was so violent that it directly killed the killer. From such a distance, there was almost no chance for anyone to react.
"Brother Chu, be careful!"
None of the Five Spirit Sect saints present expected that Wang Hongguang would suddenly attack, their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly reminded him.
Although they knew Chu Fengmian's strength, Wang Hongguang's sudden attack was like a sneak attack and impossible to guard against.
But before these Holy Sons of the Five Spirits Sect finished speaking, Chu Fengmian just waved his sleeves.
A stream of spiritual power condensed in front of Chu Fengmian and turned into a barrier.
Wang Hongguang's palm bombardment hit this barrier, which immediately collapsed and fell into pieces, far from being able to shake Chu Fengmian's defense.
"With only such strength, you dare to attack me? You are really asking for your own death!"
There was a bit of disdain in Chu Fengmian's eyes.
This Wang Hongguang's strength is far inferior to that of Little Yan Emperor, and he is only at the peak of the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor.
It is extremely difficult to resist the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor. With such strength, do you dare to sneak attack Chu Fengmian?
Even if Chu Fengmian stood there motionless, Wang Hongguang would not be able to hurt Chu Fengmian.
"Die!"
There was cold murderous intent in Chu Fengmian's eyes. When Wang Hongguang dared to come and just insulted Chu Fengmian, it already represented Wang Hongguang's death.
Chu Fengmian waved his sleeves, and the surging spiritual power immediately forced Wang Hongguang back. Immediately, Chu Fengmian flashed and came to Wang Hongguang in one step.
The speed was so fast that even Wang Hongguang didn't react. Chu Fengmian's figure had already arrived in front of him.
"boom!"
Chu Fengmian's palm fell mercilessly, hitting Wang Hongguang's chest.
With a roar, Wang Hongguang's figure was blasted back dozens of miles, leaving a blood-red palm print on his chest.
This blood-red palm print immediately erupted, and the power within it tore Wang Hongguang's body apart immediately.
The sky is filled with blood mist.
Wang Hongguang's body was immediately shattered into pieces under Chu Fengmian's palm.
"What?"
Countless saints in the Holy Court Sect looked at this scene with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.
Wang Hongguang's strength is considered to be above average among the saint sons of the Holy Court Sect.
Although he is far behind Xiaoyao Wang Hanye, Young Sect Master Wudao and others, he is considered a strong one among ordinary saints.
Wang Hongguang's qualifications rank high among the geniuses in the entire Daluotian Star Territory. He has a bright future and has a great opportunity to step into the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor and become a high-level figure in the Holy Dragon Secret Realm.
Now his body was shattered by Chu Fengmian's palm. In front of Chu Fengmian, Wang Hongguang didn't even have a chance to resist.
If Chu Fengmian wanted to kill Wang Hongguang, it would be easier than squeezing an ant to death.
"Who is this person?"
"The surname is Chu! Could it be Chu Fengmian from the Holy Dragon Sect?"
At this time, countless eyes were looking at Chu Fengmian. Remembering Yan Hanshi's name for Chu Fengmian, his expression changed drastically.
"Chu Fengmian?"
The moment Xiaoyao Wang Hanye heard this name, his expression changed rapidly.
He looked over.
After Chu Fengmian blasted Wang Hongguang's body to pieces, he still didn't let Chu Fengmian go, but suddenly grabbed it into the air.
All Wang Hongguang's blood and essence floating in the air was caught in the palm of Chu Fengmian's hand.
Obviously, Chu Fengmian had no intention of giving Wang Hongguang any chance to reshape his body if he wanted to kill him completely.
"stop!"
Xiaoyao Wang Hanye saw Chu Fengmian's move and suddenly took action, a touch of martial intent condensed on his fist style.
He immediately activated his body's spiritual power and struck Chu Fengmian with one punch.
Wherever the punch wind passes, the space vibrates. The power contained in this punch is pure martial intent, without any skills at all.
But with Han Ye's level of martial arts understanding, even his casual attacks are extremely mysterious martial arts.
A punch strikes, it seems simple, but in fact it contains a myriad of changes and is difficult to guard against.
The power of this punch came towards Chu Fengmian, and as it approached Chu Fengmian's body, it changed continuously, as if it was attacking Chu Fengmian from all directions.
Everyone could only see what seemed like countless cold nights attacking Chu Fengmian. From all directions, fists were aimed at Chu Fengmian and bombarded him.
"The ever-changing martial intent! This is the most tyrannical martial intent of King Xiaoyao!"
"It's too scary. This kind of martial spirit is impossible to guard against. This Xiao Yao Wang is indeed a rare genius in the Holy Dragon Secret Realm and the martial arts. This martial spirit is so strong!"
Countless Holy Sons of the Five Spirits Sect had extremely serious expressions on their faces when they saw Xiaoyao Wang Hanye taking action.
To be able to become the Holy Son of the Holy Dragon Secret Realm, none of these people are mediocre, so they can naturally see the mystery of Han Ye's action.
The invisible is better than the tangible, and the thousands of changes in fist style are even more difficult to resist than the mysterious martial arts.