He has seen similar ones, but most of them are based on burning one's own innate life, and they can't last more than three to five minutes.
I didn't expect that my whole body could still remain in this state after so long.
"Go underground and get curious." He stepped on Chen Feng, but he easily dodged it.
Zhu Xiong also recovered from his daze and rushed towards Chen Feng.
"The power of ten thousand Buddhas!"
The familiar gravity swept over him, and his huge body suddenly fell forward, accidentally hitting Zhu Xiong's body.
"ah!"
With a scream, Zhu Xiong's whole body was directly pressed into the ground, and he couldn't buckle out.
"Five thunder strikes!"
Free lightning roared towards the two of them, and the crackling sound was heard endlessly.
Zhu Xiong was pinned down by his whole body, but he was not harmed. His huge body withstood all the damage.
His whole body was charred black, exuding the aroma of barbecue, and was densely covered with numerous wounds that were deep enough to show the bones.
He screamed in pain all over his body, but to no avail.
"Sky-Splitting Fist!"
The blue fist mark tore through the sky and hit the two people on the ground.
"ah!"
He looked up at the sky and roared, his spine collapsed, his huge figure quickly shrunk, and he returned to normal in just a few breaths, and he could no longer stand on Zhu Xiong's body.
"Shu Shen!" Zhu Xiong pushed Zhou Shen away and looked at him lying limply on the ground, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.
There is a huge gap between Chen Feng and them, which they cannot cross no matter how hard they try.
Even if they tried their best, they couldn't hurt him at all.
"Chen Feng, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will agree to any conditions." Zhu Xiong licked his lips, with unconcealable fear in his eyes.
"sure."
Seeing Chen Feng's promise to Zhu Xiong, a spark of hope ignited in his heart. He looked at him expectantly, fearing that he might accidentally offend him and lose his life.
"As long as you die, I will no longer pursue what you did."
Chen Feng's words were like streams flowing down from the melting snowy mountains, cold and biting.
Zhu Xiong's expression froze, mixed with joy and fear, looking a little funny.
"Chen Feng, you..." Zhu Xiong's mind went blank and he couldn't think of how to defend himself.
He wanted to say something, but when faced with Chen Feng's indifferent eyes, he couldn't say a word.
"You can only blame yourself for choosing the wrong path."
The wind brought Chen Feng's murmur. Zhu Xiong opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
His body became cold due to cultivation, and the blood stained his body red and soaked the ground beneath him.
Zhu Xiong's last thought before he fell was that he regretted listening to Sun Qian's words.
There is no need for him to confront Chen Feng. Isn't it better to guard his one-third of an acre of land?
As long as he keeps to himself and doesn't do anything to Chen Feng, there is no need for him to do anything to himself.
It's a pity that Zhu Xiong understood it too late.
When he chose to attack Chen Feng with Sun Qian and others, his fate was already doomed.