Chapter 750 Nine-headed Son, Golden Crow White Ze!
"Shen Chenfeng, what do you think we are?"
Yan Baihu roared angrily, with murderous intent, and said: "It's you, but don't die and let the people of the Tiansheng Shen Sect laugh."
"Those Shenzong disciples are extremely powerful, and I don't have time to protect you."
"If you ask me, it's better for you to step back."
"If we start a fight later, don't be so scared that you wet your pants."
The voices of Meng Haoran and Li Changge were full of determination.
"very good."
Shen Chenfeng took one step forward, stood in the air, and said calmly: "Today we fight side by side to let these beasts know the majesty of our Great Wilderness Immortal Sect!"
"war!"
The remaining four people stepped out together, their momentum constantly blooming.
The entire space was filled with a sense of chilling.
"Chen Chenfeng, with your second-level God Refining strength, do you dare to come out and embarrass yourself?"
Yue Hanzhu stepped into the void and walked towards him with the four holy sons of Shenzong, saying: "Do you really want to die that much?"
"Yes, I do want to die."
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were cold and he responded: "But with your little strength, can you kill me?"
"Shen Chenfeng, you are so impudent!"
Wang Gang had long disliked Shen Chenfeng. When the battle started, he didn't bother to talk nonsense and said directly: "You are a piece of shit like you. Why should I take action against Junior Sister? I can kill you by myself."
"kill!"
As soon as Wang stepped out, countless large black snakes rolled down like a wave.
This move was extremely ferocious and aroused the cheers of countless Shenzong disciples.
"It's Snakemania."
"The snake king goes out to fight, and he will not be born even a moment ago."
"I didn't expect that Wang Gang would use such powerful magical powers as soon as he came up."
"Kill with one hit!"
"Shen Chenfeng, there is no escape this time."
Those disciples of the Tiansheng Shen Sect were full of confidence in Wang Gang. In the midst of their discussions, they had already sentenced Shen Chenfeng to death.
And those disciples of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect were full of nervousness.
Although they were full of confidence in Shen Chenfeng, the Holy Son of the Tiansheng Shen Sect was not an ordinary cultivator, and they were not sure.
Seeing the huge snakes in the sky, they were already rushing towards me like crazy.
Just then!
An unrivaled sharp sword slashed out fiercely.
The big snakes in the sky suddenly screamed and were torn apart by the fierce sword light. Then the blade turned and passed through Wang Gang's body like lightning.
In an instant, the whole place was dead silent.
The disciples of Shenzong who were talking loudly just now shut up in an instant.
The disciples of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect started shouting excitedly.
"Hahaha, what a bullshit saint, he can't even stop Shen Chenfeng with his sword."
"Does the Heavenly Saint Sect only have this much strength?"
"It's absolutely embarrassing."
Just as the crowd was mocking, something strange happened.
I saw Wang Gang's body that had been torn in half, suddenly emitting a dazzling light. Then the flesh and blood of the broken body squirmed, and turned into two identical figures.
These two figures are exactly the same in terms of appearance, temperament, cultivation, and even expressions.
They looked at Shen Chenfeng with cold eyes, and uttered the same voice, saying: "Shen Chenfeng, I am the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, the Nine-Headed Saint Son, with a total of nine lives. With your little strength, you can't kill me. .”
"Yeah?"
Shen Chenfeng's voice was cold and he slashed out with his sword again.
His sword was reaching its extreme speed. Almost at the moment when he drew the sword, the sharp sword light tore through the space and struck Wang Gang's body with incredible force.
However.
What's scary is...
After Wang Gang's body was beheaded, the light flashed and returned to its original state again.
The two figures just now turned into four in an instant.
"Holy crap, what kind of magical power is this?"
"Not only did they not kill, but they killed more and more?"
"How is this possible?"
Seeing the four identical figures in the sky, the crowd instantly shook.
The faces of Meng Haoran and others even changed wildly, and they wanted to provide support.
"You all stay here for me."
Yue Hanzhu's eyes moved and he suddenly swung a sword light.
This sword light continued to split in the air, and in an instant it turned into countless powerful sword energies, forming a huge cage, trapping the four people in place.
"Split light into shadow, draw the ground as a prison!"
Yan Baihu exclaimed, his face extremely ugly.
This Yuehanzhu could trap all four of them to death with just one sword strike, making it impossible for them to break out.
It can be seen that Yue Hanzhu's strength is far more terrifying than they imagined.
At this moment, Shen Chenfeng looked gloomy.
He swung his sword and slashed out again, and Wang Gang's figure split again.
Eight identical and powerful figures surrounded him and sneered: "Shen Chenfeng, go to hell!"
As the voice fell, eight figures moved instantly.
They were like eight wild dragons, breaking through the strong winds in the sky with extremely fierce momentum.
"Get out of here!"
Shen Chenfeng was furious, took a step forward, and eight figures rushed out from behind.
These eight figures did not use any magic weapons or magical powers. They waved their fists straight and collided with Wang Gang.
Bang!
The sound of punches hitting the flesh could be heard.
Eight Wang Gang were shot away at the same time.
"How is this possible?"
Wang Gang retreated tens of thousands of meters and then stabilized his body. He looked a little surprised and said: "How can you, an immortal disciple, have such a powerful body?"
"waste!"
Yue Hanzhu shouted coldly, with a slight chill running through his body, and said: "You two come together, Shen Chenfeng, if you can't even deal with the four of them, you are not worthy of challenging me."
"kill!"
The few remaining saints shivered all over.
They knew that Yue Hanzhu was angry, so they didn't dare to hesitate and killed him one after another.
"Shen Chenfeng, please remember, I am the Holy Son of the Golden Crow of the Heavenly Saint Sect."
The young man in the red robe stepped forward with a bright light in his hand, as if he was holding a small sun, carrying astonishing light and heat, faintly melting the space.
Shen Chenfeng's heart moved, and his body moved to the side to avoid it.
A vague figure suddenly appeared behind him.
Without hesitation, Shen Chenfeng slashed out at the figure.
But what surprised people was that the extremely sharp blade passed through the figure as if it were an illusion.
"Shen Chenfeng, remember, I am the Holy Son of Bai Ze."
The figure sneered and stretched out his palm suddenly.
Poof!
The extremely sharp five fingers tore off a large piece of flesh and blood from Shen Chenfeng's chest, almost disemboweling him.
"court death!"
Shen Chenfeng roared angrily and slashed out with his backhand.
His sword was so powerful that it directly tore the space apart. But the man stood in the void, laughed wildly, and said: "The so-called space has a total of thirty-six layers of void. What you just chopped was the first layer of void. But Now, I stand in the second level of void."
"Chen Chenfeng, with your little strength, you can't hurt me at all."
"But as long as I want, I can take your life anytime, anywhere!"
