"Don't overestimate yourself!"
Wan Feng glanced around and sneered again and again, not taking these people from the lower world in his eyes at all.
He flew towards Xiao Chen, whose arms were still stiff, like an arrow.
Feng Tianming came to his senses and said: "If you can't stop him, don't let him take advantage of others' danger and knock down Xiao Chen."
call out!
With four personal guards, Feng Tianming and the five men burned their true energy in an instant, without any hesitation, and charged towards Wan Feng.
I don't want to defeat him, I just want to give Xiao Chen some time to reply and delay it for a while.
Wan Feng laughed, his speed not stopping at all. Dots of white glaze on his palm made his right palm smooth and smooth, as if it were transparent.
There was no gorgeous sound and light, and no terrifying real energy fluctuations. Wan Feng struck out with a palm, and a guard in front of him shot out the real energy fluctuations, all of which were blocked by ice.
As Wan Feng stepped forward, the ice cubes broke apart one after another and turned into bits of ice shavings. The scene that Yue Chenxi had encountered before reappeared again.
boom!
The guard spit out a mouthful of blood, but before he could dispel the cold aura in his body, he turned into a bunch of ice sculptures and fell down.
Click, click, click!
The ice sculpture shattered, and the original flesh and blood body was contained in the ice and fell into pieces, which was horrible to see. The low-ranking and peak Martial Emperor was beaten to death by Wan Feng with just one move.
The surrounding guests were all heroes, sect bosses, young talents, and top players on the True Dragon Ranking. They saw this appalling scene.
Undoubtedly, he was not pale and frightened.
Bang bang bang!
The figure flashed, Wan Feng waved three palms in a row, snowflakes fluttered, and three more ice sculptures fell down, smashing into pieces. The method was extremely cruel.
Seeing the three people who had followed him for decades die just like that, Feng Tianming's eyes turned red and he was extremely angry, burning all the energy in his body.
A fiery red lotus blossomed at his feet, and his whole aura ascended to the peak of the Taoist Martial Emperor. A wave of heat swept away with one palm.
Wan Feng showed disdain and sneered: "The true energy is not condensed enough, so what's the point of having more, get out of here!"
Compared with Feng Tianming, the aura on Wan Feng's body was not revealed. Only the right palm of his hand was filled with a little bit of cold light, and no trace of vitality was leaked from other parts.
boom!
After resisting Feng Tianming's full blow, Wan Feng's body just took three steps back in the air and kicked lightly.
Feng Tianming flew out like a meteor and was seriously injured on the ground, unable to get up again.
Wan Feng waved his sleeves and chuckled softly: "It's quite impressive. I don't think I died in one palm, but ants are ants after all. In my eyes, the Martial Emperor in the lower realm is not even bullshit."
Originally, I saw Wan Feng showing off his power and beating a bunch of people to their knees. Wanbaolou, who was already smiling, couldn't help but twitch his face when he heard these words.
Wan Feng said that the Martial Emperor of the Lower Realm was bullshit. He was also a Martial Emperor himself, so he was also scolded.
The top ten heroes on the True Dragon List looked dissatisfied and glared at each other. What Wan Feng said was so hurtful.
Looking at the expressions of several people, Wan Feng laughed and said, "Are you not convinced? When you go to Kunlun, you will know who you are, and you will know why I look down on you."
"Don't think I'm talking big words. Your so-called True Dragon List is just a joke in my eyes. If two or three of you rise in the world, you're just lucky."
"Damn it, it's free for me to learn your clever tricks."
Bai Qi was slightly angry in his heart. He also had his own arrogance. Being looked down upon by Wan Feng and being young and energetic, he was naturally very angry.
The sword skills of the four seasons are endless!
Flying up, the sword light flashed, and he directly used the strongest move of the Four Seasons Sword Technique.
"I, Gong Yangyu, also come to learn how to teach me how powerful I am in guiding envoys."
"I, Liu Xiaoyun, will also give it a try."
"Nangong Ziyue, come and learn your brilliant moves!"
Whoosh!
Seven figures rose into the sky, and the top ten players on the True Dragon Ranking, except for Xiao Chen, Yue Chenxi, and Sima Lingxuan, flew up at the same time and charged towards Wanfeng.
Wan Feng showed disdain and sneered: "No matter how many ants there are, what's the use? Before going to Kunlun Realm, I will suppress your arrogance that is worse than shit."
The aura that had been restrained on his body was suddenly released, and a powerful ice aura filled the air. The ice-cold aura was bone-chilling and heart-piercing, ruthless and unfeeling.
Swish, swish, swish!
The powerful sword, wind and fist light flying around turned into ice shards under the invasion of the cold air, falling down with a crash, blasting deep pits on the ground.
Gong Yangyu's seven people looked extremely ugly, and they did not expect such a situation at all. Their true energy cannot get close to each other at all, and the momentum of the attack cannot be directly spread.
"When you go to Kunlun, remember to keep your tail between your legs. Not everyone is as kind as me. Now get out of here, you ants!"
Bang bang bang!
With his body flashing, Wan Feng struck each of the seven people with a palm. Several of them vomited blood and flew away, leaving their internal organs in a mess.
"Such a powerful true essence. The concentration is at least ten times stronger than mine. Is he really a low-grade Martial Emperor?" Bai Qi, who fell to the ground, said in disbelief.
Gong Yangyu said angrily: "Furthermore, the degree of condensation of the true energy is not comparable to mine. Either he has practiced some heaven-level skills, or he has eaten some heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
"His artistic conception of ice is also extremely weird. Our artistic conceptions combined cannot compare."
The seven people were shocked. They looked at Wan Feng, who stood proudly in the sky with disdain on his face, and felt a strong sense of powerlessness.
At the same time, in the huge Wanjia City, all the masters above the Martial Master were summoned and rushed towards Wanjia Fort from eight directions.
There were no less than 500 people in each direction, and when gathered from all directions, there were a total of 4,000 people. With so many masters, even if the peak Martial Emperor was surrounded, one person attacking together would be enough to crush the opponent to death.
"Quick, quick, quick, the master of the family has ordered that Wanjia Fort will be robbed!"
Walking down the street at a rapid pace, the chilling atmosphere made people on both sides of the street feel a little surprised.
"Isn't today the young master of the Wan family getting married? Does anyone dare to make trouble?"
"Who knows, the real energy fluctuations in Wanjiabao were very intense just now. It is estimated that there will really be a war."
On an inn next to the street, there was a fat man looking at the Wanjia guards passing below, he chuckled and said: "Packing up miscellaneous soldiers and stuff like that, the fat man likes it best."
On Wanjiabao Square, Xiao Chen looked at his stiff right hand with a solemn expression. The upper half of his right arm had completely lost feeling and he could not move.
Waves of cold air rushed down from his arms like rivers. Xiao Chen used his true energy to form a dam to intercept the cold air.
Under the scorching heat of the cold air, his true energy was constantly being consumed. If it weren't for the Purple Thunder Art he practiced, it would be much higher than that of ordinary people. The degree of condensation of the true essence is relatively high, and he is now also an ice sculpture that will break at the touch of a touch.
"The other party's ice artistic conception has probably reached the power of will. The ice's will has already touched upon a hint of knowledge. When combined with the powerful true energy, it can achieve terrifying lethality."
Xiao Chen murmured in his heart, but after all, it was his first glimpse of the door, and he could not speak of it freely. The purple thunder true fire of Zhiyang could be eradicated.
Zizz!
On Xiao Chen's arm, wisps of purple fire appeared and spread upwards. The cold air was burned by the purple fire and turned into wisps of hot air, and the white hair rose.
When the cold air dissipated, Xiao Chen's arms immediately started to move, his fingers clenched tightly, and the blocked meridians were unblocked again.
After glancing at Feng Feixue who was pulled behind Wanbao Tower, Xiao Chen walked over step by step.
No one can change what he decides and no one can stop him.
Wan Feng's eyelids sank, his eyes became cold, he looked at Xiao Chen and said coldly: "If you don't take the opportunity to escape, but you still dare to come forward, do you really think you are not an ant?"
The cold wind howled, the snowflakes fluttered, and the ten thousand peaks turned into a white line, carrying endless evil energy and killing Xiao Chen.