As the figure fell from the sky, a young man wearing a purple robe was revealed. He was floating in the air, looking down at Shen Chenfeng, his jade-like face full of anger.
"Lord Holy Son, you must avenge Jin Hao."
The thunder tiger beast rolled on the spot and turned into a black-faced young man, holding the figure that was cut in half and crying bitterly.
Seeing this scene, Tan Yuwei and others' hearts beat wildly.
The few outer disciples who were lucky enough to survive had expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.
How is this possible?
The two magical beasts turned into human forms.
They are a little confused. Is this a monster turning into a human being, or a human being turning into a monster?
But no matter what the situation is, it's really weird.
And the young man in purple robe, under the shroud of dragon power, can actually control the air and fly.
Could it be...
Is this young man a powerful person in the divine realm?
At the thought of this, everyone's eyes were horrified.
Tan Yuwei took a step forward and whispered: "Shen Chenfeng, this person is probably a powerful person in the divine realm. You and Zhao Wuya take the first step, and I will stop here. Don't worry, the seal on my body is extremely powerful. Even if Even if he is a powerful person in the divine realm, he can’t hurt me at all.”
"He is not a powerful person in the divine realm."
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and denied Tan Yuwei's speculation.
"No way?"
Zhao Wuya's face was full of surprise and he said: "If he is not a powerful person in the divine realm, why can he control the air and fly in the forbidden area of the Dragon Clan?"
"This is because, like me, he is immune to the influence of Longwei."
Shen Chenfeng narrowed his eyes, and he could clearly feel a familiar aura from the purple-robed boy.
Dragon Breath!
Yes, this young man also has dragon blood in his body.
The Purple Dragon Saint also noticed the dragon's breath on Shen Chenfeng, but he sneered and said: "I originally wanted to spare your life and leave it as a furnace for Saint Qian Huan. But you killed my subordinates. Today I have no choice but to kill you." You can't."
boom!
Without waiting for the sound to fall, he rushed down from the air and punched fiercely.
He didn't use any real energy, he just punched it. However, the terrifying power actually broke the air and exploded into circles of white air waves.
Shen Chenfeng turned his body, snaked his arms, and threw out the Spirit Snake Fist crazily.
But the two fists collided, and he immediately felt like he was struck by lightning. The crushing force made his body fly involuntarily.
"Good guy, this man's strength has reached a terrifying two hundred thousand kilograms. This is just based on his physical body. If he uses his true energy, his strength will be even stronger."
"How can this person be so powerful with just his physical body?"
Shen Chenfeng's heart was slightly shaken. Before his body fell to the ground, the Purple Dragon Holy Son rushed over like lightning.
"Shen Chenfeng, go to hell."
The Purple Dragon Holy Son had no expression on his face. He waved out his palm and his cold eyes looked like he was looking at a dead person.
Shen Chenfeng had nowhere to rely on in the air, and had no time to dodge, so he could only hold up the Soaring Snake Armor. But the Purple Dragon Holy Son sneered, and with a sharp aura from his five fingers, he hit his chest with a palm.
Bang!
Shen Chenfeng was like a cannonball, hitting the wall straight, leaving a deep pit with a radius of more than ten meters. The scales on his chest were torn apart by the Purple Dragon Holy Son, and a large piece of flesh and blood was ripped off.
"Shen Chenfeng."
"How's it going? Are you okay?"
Tan Yuwei and Zhao Wuya were shocked and quickly gathered around.
The Purple Dragon Holy Son stood arrogantly in the air. He grabbed the dripping flesh and blood, put it to his mouth and tasted it carefully. Then he showed a surprised expression and said: "Shen Chenfeng, who are you? Why is there in your body, There are actually three bloodlines of holy beasts?"
Shen Chenfeng fell from the wall, but as if he had lost his soul, he stared blankly at his torn chest. Then an unprecedented anger suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart and spread crazily in his body. ,combustion.
The Sword Emperor of the Sky dominates the four seas and the eight wastelands in the universe, and is revered by all races in the world.
Status, how noble.
But today, he was actually injured.
If the opponent was a strong person in the God Realm, it would be understandable. After all, his current strength is low. However, that person is only at the first level of the Spiritual Void Realm.
How dare a mere mortal hurt him!
"Shen Chenfeng, are you deaf?"
Seeing Shen Chenfeng not speaking, the Purple Dragon Holy Son was obviously displeased and said coldly: "Since you refuse to tell me, I will peel off your body today to see what secrets you have."
Before the voice could finish, his figure flashed and punched out again.
At this moment, Shen Chenfeng suddenly raised his head.
The Purple Dragon Holy Son's heart trembled violently as he saw that the opponent's eyes were red, and his brows were full of loneliness and arrogance. An extremely powerful and violent aura fiercely rushed out from Shen Chenfeng's body.
"You ignorant mortal dares to hurt me. Today I will let you witness the majesty of I, Shen Chenfeng."
boom!
Shen Chenfeng punched out, and the air exploded instantly.
The surging momentum was like an angry dragon rising out of the sea, soaring upwards and colliding with the Purple Dragon Holy Son.
"How is this possible?"
The Purple Dragon Holy Son's pupils shrank sharply. He felt that Shen Chenfeng's power had suddenly more than doubled. He was no match for him and was actually knocked away by the opponent's punch.
But just as his body flew up, Shen Chenfeng raised his right hand again.
"Get down here."
He roared towards the sky, and powerful suction power erupted from his palms.
The Purple Dragon Holy Son was caught off guard, his body suddenly sank, and he fell towards Shen Chenfeng.
Seeing the distance between the two getting closer, Shen Chenfeng struck out with another palm.
"You asked for it."
A ruthless look flashed in the Purple Dragon Saint's eyes, and his five fingers once again exuded an extremely sharp aura.
However.
When the palms of the two people collided, a burst of light burst out from Shen Chenfeng's palm.
In the light, his palm suddenly expanded to more than three times in size, and dark scales grew on the back of the palm, and the five fingers were like long swords, glowing with a cold light.
"Fuck, what is this?"
No one knew who shouted, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.
The light dissipated, and Shen Chenfeng's palm had already turned into a sharp claw as big as a millstone.
And this sharp claw...
"It's Dragon Claw!"
The Purple Dragon Saint Son's eyes were horrified, and he roared in disbelief: "Impossible, how can you have dragon claws? Shen Chenfeng, who are you? Could it be that you are the newest Saint Son of the Tiansheng Sect?"
"die!"
Shen Chenfeng remained motionless as the dragon's claws whizzed past.
Pfft.
Blood splatters.
The Purple Dragon Holy Son screamed, and his entire right arm was violently torn off by Shen Chenfeng.
He backed away like lightning, and while keeping distance from Shen Chenfeng, he shouted loudly: "Shen Chenfeng, since we are all members of the Shen Sect, we can discuss things easily."
"I am not from your Shen Sect."
Shen Chenfeng took one step forward and his body appeared behind the Purple Dragon Holy Son.
He looked at the purple-robed young man with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "Today is still around, you must die."
