Chen Feng finally stood up slowly, and when he raised his eyes again, there was already a bit of coldness in his eyes, the eyes that looked at the old man were like looking at a dead person!
"The death of a Wu Zun sixth stage guy should be able to make a little waves!"
There is no emotional fluctuation in the voice, as if stating an indisputable fact!
The old man couldn't help sneering when he heard this.
"Big words! What gave you such confidence!"
As the voice fell, the aura on the old man's body suddenly became violent.
This time, it was a complete riot!
On the old man's body, the violently rising momentum gradually brought about a storm, and the resulting momentum was surprisingly amazing!
The old man raised his hand and clenched his fist, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Boy! Tell you! This is called confidence!"
boom-
As the voice fell, the aura on the old man suddenly formed a storm, and a magnificent blue torrent suddenly climbed up on the old man!
Like wildfire raging, like a storm full of sand!
The huge blue torrent formed a huge tsunami and rose behind the old man.
The old man suddenly clenched his fists, received his waist to gather momentum, and as the old man retracted his fists, the huge waves behind him were compressed as if they were the background!
Until the old man's fist had completely reached his waist, in such a short period of time, all the phantoms of the monstrous waves were shrunk into the old man's fist!
At this moment, the dark blue streamer covered the old man's fist, and terrifying fluctuations gathered on that fist. Such a sense of oppression was like a monster in the deep sea opening its mouth!
A sinister smile appeared on the old man's face, strength is his real confidence!
However, when the old man raised his head with a sinister grin, his face showed some surprise!
In front of such overwhelming power, Chen Feng didn't seem to feel anything, and his face didn't change at all!
The old man couldn't help frowning slightly, and after a while, he suddenly snorted coldly, "You're still putting on airs when you're about to die! You dare to touch the old man's child, your end will be nothing but ashes!"
The sound of wrath was like thunder, and the old man's eyes suddenly burst into murderous intent, and the fist at his waist blasted out!
For a moment, in front of Chen Feng, the Yangtze River, which seemed to be facing thousands of miles, opened its gates to release water, and the coercion that was so violent to the extreme poured out in an instant!
The terrifying blue torrent formed a thick beam of light and erupted impressively!
At the critical moment, at this last moment, Chen Feng finally moved!
Clang—
The clear sound of sword chanting suddenly sounded, and Chen Feng's movements were extremely simple.
Draw your sword, and slash!
Chen Feng's face was still calm, and his movements of swinging the sword were slow as if he was careless.
Even at this moment, the aura on Chen Feng's body was only Wu Zong's sixth stage, and he didn't show his real cultivation at all!
However, this white sword energy condensed an unimaginable power.
This power is different from the previous sword qi, and different from the free-flowing sword light.
But it was this seemingly simple sword light, but when the terrifying beam of light arrived, it brazenly withstood the violent impact!
The terrifying beam of light was directly split and hit the two sides, and the violent energy fluctuations caused Chen Feng's whole body to dance wildly.
However, Chen Feng's eyes remained calm.
From Chen Feng's mouth, there was a faint voice, which became louder and louder as the spiritual power spread.
"countercurrent-"
In the voice, the intensity above the white sword energy seems to be getting higher and higher!
The beam of light kept impacting, but the sword energy was like sailing against the current, and it couldn't help but not retreat a little, but still launched an impact towards the front!
This shock is getting stronger and stronger!
Under such a scene, the old man on the opposite side stared wide-eyed!
What's going on! What's going on!
Although Chen Feng's cultivation seems to have changed again, but at the moment, the energy intensity of Chen Feng's body is far from that of Wu Zun! It's just the sixth stage of Wu Zong!
He is a big difference from Wu Zun's sixth dan!
But this is Chen Feng, under a sword qi, he actually withstood his own impact
How can this be!
The old man stared in shock, while Chen Feng's eyes became more enlightened.
For such an impact, Niu Liu's sword moves seemed to be able to deal with it perfectly.
With continuous impact, the power of countercurrent will only become stronger and stronger!
Sailing against the current, this is going against the current!
The berserk aura lasted for a long time, until at a certain moment, most of the old man's beam of light had been cut off, and the white sword energy was less than ten meters away from the old man!
At this moment, the old man's face suddenly changed drastically!
"Hold on, Your Excellency!"
The old man's face was pale and frightened, "Wait a minute, Your Excellency! Have we misunderstood something! Please don't do it again! We can stop and talk slowly!"
When such a voice came out, Chen Feng couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Now do you know what the real sky is high and the earth is thick?"
"Unfortunately, it's too late!"
"Some mistakes, there is no chance to repent!"
Under the cold voice, Chen Feng's sword energy erupted again, and he slashed towards the old man frantically.
Seeing the sudden sudden increase in speed again, the old man couldn't help but his canthus cracked, and a cold air rushed straight to the top of his head!
It's over!
A bad premonition emerged in the old man's heart, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the brown-haired man clutching his shoulder.
"Jiang'er, run!"
The brown-haired man named Jiang'er was obviously taken aback when he saw this, "Run? Daddy, you can't beat him!"
The old man was furious for a while, and the sword qi approached wildly again, "Stop talking nonsense! Run for me quickly! Go back to Baiwu Pavilion!"
Jiang'er gritted her teeth, "I know! Run and run!"
After all, Jiang'er turned his head and was about to run into the distance!
Chen Feng looked at Jiang'er coldly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to pinch a strange seal.
"Forbidden, eight layers of light prison!"
As the voice fell, golden beams of light suddenly rose from eight directions, and a golden wall of light suddenly extended between every two beams of light!
A total of eight walls of light completely trapped Jiang'er in them!
Seeing this, the old man immediately had bloodshot eyes, "You bastard! Don't bully me too much!"
Chen Feng's eyes were cold, "If even he is dead, who else can witness the death of a strong man of the sixth stage of Wu Zun!"
"Even... he is your son! This is his own fault!"
After the piercing voice fell, the sword qi suddenly burst out again with a tyrannical force, madly launching the final impact!
At such a scene, the old man's eyes widened immediately!