Chapter 920 What bullshit Qinglong, I have long forgotten!
shock!
Shocked!
numbness!
Confused!
At this moment, in the main hall.
Everyone looked at the pictures in the mirror, and they were like statues, completely frozen there.
What was reflected in the mirror was a green cow more than ten feet tall.
But this huge green bull was currently held in the hand of a figure, spinning like a top in the air.
Oh My God!
Seeing this scene, countless people groaned inwardly.
The Holy Son of Qingniu is one of the most powerful Holy Sons of the Heavenly Saint Sect.
The Futian Qingniu he transformed into is a top holy beast comparable to the real dragon and sky phoenix.
However.
Even such a powerful person was no match for Shen Chenfeng.
After two moves, he was completely defeated by Shen Chenfeng.
In the end, he had no power to resist and was treated like a top, allowing Shen Chenfeng to play with him arbitrarily.
"Isn't this Shen Chenfeng's strength too strong?"
"Even the Holy Son of the Blue Bull has been defeated, who else among us can be his opponent?"
"But if we can't defeat Shen Chenfeng and let him set foot on the All Saints Mountain, he will become the emperor of our Shen Sect and step on our heads."
"What can I do?"
Countless people talked in low voices, their faces full of solemnity.
If Shen Chenfeng had just defeated the Fire Dragon Holy Son, there were still people who doubted his strength. Now, no one dares to underestimate Shen Chenfeng.
"What a terrifying strength."
Kong Lingqi frowned deeply and shouted in a low voice: "Shen Chenfeng can easily suppress the Qingniu Holy Son, so his power must be at least the power of twenty-five dragons."
"This is just his power. He also has seven divine transformations and terrifying sword skills."
The Qinglong Holy Son also had a somewhat unattractive look on his face, and said: "Although I knew that Shen Chenfeng was very strong, I didn't expect that he was already so powerful. If we were to fight alone, no one in our entire Tiansheng Sect would be able to do so." His opponent."
"Then what are you going to do?"
Kong Lingqi sneered and said, "Are we going to let Shen Chenfeng step onto the All Saints Mountain and become the emperor of our Tiansheng Sect?"
"No way!"
The Qinglong Holy Son's face turned cold. He looked at the crowd around him and suddenly raised his voice and said, "Everyone, please listen to me."
The crowd gradually stopped talking and all looked at the Qinglong Holy Son.
"You have all seen Shen Chenfeng's strength."
The Qinglong Holy Son looked cold, with a sense of leadership coming from his body, and said: "But you don't have to be afraid, no matter how strong he is, there is only one person. And we have the entire Tiansheng Sect."
"That's right."
"No matter how strong Shen Chenfeng is, he can't possibly deal with our entire divine sect."
"The headmaster never said that we must fight alone."
These saints and saints are all outstanding members of the Tiansheng Sect.
They quickly reacted, with cold smiles on their faces.
"Although I just said that I will withdraw from this mission and have no intention of competing for the position of Emperor Shenzong."
The Qinglong Holy Son's face darkened and he said: "However, the Emperor Shenzong is the chief among all disciples and represents the face of our Tiansheng Shenzong. I will never allow such an important position to fall into the hands of an outsider."
"Well said."
"The emperor of Shenzong can only be a disciple of our Tiansheng Shenzong. Who is Shen Chenfeng?"
"No matter what, we must not let him set foot on Halloween Mountain."
"Kick him out of the Tiansheng Sect."
"Kick him out."
All the saints and saints in the hall were excited.
"good."
A fierce murderous intention flashed in the eyes of the Holy Son of Qinglong, and he said: "I am going to kill Shen Chenfeng now, you go with me."
"kill!"
"Kill him."
The crowd shouted loudly, with a hint of madness.
"Brothers, what are you waiting for?"
The Qinglong Holy Son slowly rose into the air, looked into the distance, and shouted coldly: "Follow me to kill the enemy."
At the same time, in the wilderness.
Shen Chenfeng pulled the Qingniu Holy Son by his tail and smashed hundreds of deep holes into the ground, forming a huge word for death. Immediately, he threw the already unconscious Green Oxen Holy Son on the ground, turned around and prepared to leave.
Boom boom boom!
The space suddenly vibrated.
One after another, powerful figures suddenly tore apart the sky and surrounded Shen Chenfeng.
"Shen Chenfeng, do you still recognize me?"
A cold voice came from above.
Shen Chenfeng looked up at the young man in the green robe, feeling a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before, and said, "Who are you?"
"Bold."
Kong Lingqi took one step forward, exuding an intimidating aura, and said: "Shen Chenfeng, you don't even recognize the Holy Son of Qinglong from our Shen Sect?"
"What bullshit Qinglong Holy Son, I have forgotten it a long time ago."
A cold light flashed in Shen Chenfeng's eyes, and he stared at Kong Lingqi's figure. His voice was full of murderous intent, and he said, "But I still remember your murder of Lu Boyan."
"Shen Chenfeng, when death is imminent, do you still dare to be so presumptuous?"
The Holy Son of Qinglong was secretly angry. As the leader of the Tiansheng Sect, he always attracted much attention no matter where he went.
But Shen Chenfeng actually said that he had forgotten about him.
Damn it!
The Holy Son of Qinglong was furious, and endless green light rose in his eyes, saying: "Brothers, stop talking nonsense. Whoever can kill Shen Chenfeng will be the new generation of Emperor Shenzong."
"kill!"
Dozens of saints and saints from Shenzong rushed over with excitement on their faces and roars.
One of them was tall, three times the size of an ordinary person, with muscles all over his body bulging like a horned dragon, filled with unparalleled strength.
"Shen Chenfeng, take my punch."
The man roared angrily, his whole body muscles shook, and then he punched out violently.
This punch shook the mountains and rivers, and the color of heaven and earth changed.
The terrifying aura turned into twenty lifelike dragons, wrapping around his arm, as if what he was swinging was not a fist, but a meteorite that destroyed the world.
"Get out of my way."
Shen Chenfeng didn't even look at it, and punched out casually.
This punch didn't have any momentum, but the power contained in this fist made everyone's hearts beat wildly.
Boom!
Two fists collided in the air.
The unstoppable young man suddenly screamed and his entire right arm was shattered into pieces.
"Holy shit!"
"The power of Holy Son Xuan Meng has reached the power of twenty dragons, but he is no match for Shen Chenfeng?"
"How is this possible?"
Seeing this scene, countless saints and saints looked horrified and subconsciously slowed down.
Shen Chenfeng, on the other hand, stared at Kong Lingqi's figure without turning his eyes, and said: "I, Shen Chenfeng, never kill unknown people, do you dare to tell me your name?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Kong Lingqi took out a divine sword from his back, and his aura surged, saying: "Remember, I am the Holy Son of Peacock, and my name is Kong Lingqi."
"good."
A flash of light flashed in Shen Chenfeng's eyes, and then he took a step forward, his body full of momentum, and said: "Kong Lingqi, I! Come! Kill! You!"
