He crossed the infinite space in an instant and appeared directly in front of Shen Chenfeng. The endless momentum was like a mountain, crushing him hard.
boom!
The terrifying momentum caused thousands of miles of mountains to collapse instantly.
Shen Chenfeng's soul also trembled.
"Shen Chenfeng, you killed my disciple, and I haven't settled the score with you yet, how dare you act so presumptuously in front of me?"
A middle-aged man with a strong body, wearing a long robe and carrying a giant sword on his back, his whole body shines with the brilliance of the sun and the moon, as if he is an arrogant god.
This person is the ancestor of Wuji.
Chen Feizi.
Like Yue Lingtian, he was once the third Duke of the Wuji Immortal Sect. He had a high status and was completely above the leader of Wuji. He was a big shot who was famous for a while.
Now, eight hundred years have passed, and its style remains undiminished.
He stood there as if he were the center of the world.
The sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, and the stars began to flicker in and out with his breathing.
All the spiritual energy in the world gathered around him, spinning around him.
He seemed to be the master of the world, controlling the power of the entire world, and his whole body was filled with supreme power.
If ordinary practitioners saw it, they would probably kneel down and worship him.
But Shen Chenfeng was not affected at all, with a cold expression and a cold and frightening voice, he said: "Lin Jiantong dared to touch people who crossed his family, and he was totally unjust. And you, who forced my master to death, will not escape your responsibility today."
"But before that, I have a question to ask."
"Why?"
Shen Chenfeng raised his eyes, filled with thick flames, and said: "My master and you are brothers and sisters, why do you want to attack him?"
"Being like brothers?"
Chen Feizi laughed loudly again, his majestic face filled with endless indifference, and said: "Haha, Shen Chenfeng, what do you know? He keeps saying that I am a brother, but he always suppresses me."
"He is more talented than me, has better cultivation than me, and even has a higher status than me."
"What a piece of shit brother, I'm just a foil to his trash."
Shen Chenfeng trembled in his heart and said in a fierce voice, "So, you will attack him?"
"That's right."
As if recalling the past, Chen Feizi was full of energy and said: "In normal times, even if I attack by surprise, I will not be his opponent. But for the sake of the Wuji Immortal Sect, he actually abandoned his cultivation."
"So I took advantage of his unpreparedness, teamed up with other elders, and beat him seriously. Then I trampled him hard under my feet, beating him until he knelt down and begged for mercy."
"You don't know how exciting it was when he saw with his own eyes that the three most proud disciples had their cultivation levels abolished. His expression was full of anger but powerless."
The more Chen Feizi talked, the more proud he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.
at this time.
boom!
A terrifying aura erupted from Shen Chenfeng's body.
"Chen Feizi, you can go and die."
He was furious in his heart, and the Lingtian Divine Sword shone brightly, turning into bright stars, surrounding Chen Feizi.
Wusheng swordsmanship, thousands of miles of starry sky!
"kill!"
Shen Chenfeng shouted wildly, and the star-like sword energy suddenly started to shake, like a meteorite, carrying the momentum of destroying the world, and smashed down hard.
"Shen Chenfeng, do you only have this little power?"
Chen Feizi smiled disdainfully. He didn't move his body, and a faint golden light emitted from his body, blocking out all the sword energy.
Shen Chenfeng took a deep breath and swung his sword again.
The sharp sword energy turned into nine giant dragons, roaring and rushing out crazily.
"It's useless, you only have so much strength. Even if I stand still, you can't hurt a hair on my head."
Chen Feizi's face was full of contempt and he taunted softly: "Shen Chenfeng, you are no longer the invincible real person you once were. Now, you are just an eternal seventh-level waste. Hahaha, yes, you are a waste."
"Who is the waste?"
Sudden!
The space was severely torn apart.
A huge palm, with the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers, palaces and buildings, humans, monsters and beasts imprinted on it, seemed to control a whole world, and it was photographed towards Chen Feizi.
"The world in the palm of your hand, the realm of gods?"
Chen Feizi was startled at first, then sneered, his whole body surged with momentum, and said: "Okay, Shen Chenfeng. I want to see who the god behind you is."
"Get out of here!"
Chen Feizi roared angrily and rose straight into the sky with endless light.
But the next moment, his body suddenly froze.
I saw huge palms in the sky thousands of miles away, scrambling to tear apart the space and crushing them down one after another.
One, two, three...
Chen Feizi's eyes widened and he looked at the densely packed palms with horror in his eyes.
More than three hundred.
Chen Feizi rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.
When he looked up at the sky again, he suddenly trembled and was so frightened that he lost his soul.
That's right.
There are a total of three hundred and seventy-two gods.
"How can this be?"
Chen Feizi's face was pale. He originally thought that behind Shen Chenfeng, there was a master from the gods.
However.
He never expected it.
Not one, but more than three hundred.
More than three hundred!
And they are all gods.
At this moment, Chen Feizi lost all arrogance and even wanted to die.
"Chen Feizi, how brave are you to say that my master is a waste?"
boom!
The sky was suddenly torn apart.
An extremely powerful figure came across countless spaces.
He stepped on the ground, and the entire cave began to tremble crazily as if the ground was collapsing.
"Son of the God of Wanjian, Lin, Lin Wanzhou!"
Looking at the figure crossing over, Chen Feizi's face was full of horror, and even his voice was distorted.
That was Shen Chenfeng's youngest disciple and the youngest sword master of the Shenwu Dynasty.
Even at his peak, he was no match for Lin Wanzhou.
What's more, he is only in the realm of gods now.
"Chen Feizi, you are so brave, how dare you offend the majesty of my king?"
boom!
Another figure crossed over.
His face was full of flesh, his expression was furious, he was holding a sledgehammer, and his aura was overwhelming.
"Marquis of the Wrathful Sea!"
Chen Feizi's face changed wildly, and his body began to tremble unconsciously.
"How dare you, a little god, be so arrogant to my king?"
"Are you seeking death?"
"You still dare to say that my king is a waste?"
"If my king is useless, who are you?"
Boom boom boom!
Powerful figures kept jumping out of the space one after another.
When the thirty-second figure appeared, the entire cave sky seemed to be unable to bear it, and countless fine cracks began to appear in the space.
Finally, no one appeared in the sky anymore.
But the terrifying momentum of those thirty-two gods made Chen Feizi almost faint.
