Chen Lei glanced at Ren Fengliu and said, "You don't need to know this. Prepare to die."
After saying that, Chen Lei slapped out lightly with his palm.
However, when Ren Fengliu saw Chen Lei's palm strike which was normal, his expression changed instantly. Endless talisman lights emerged from his body, and then a piece of armor was activated. At the same time, Ren Fengliu's martial soul also rose up, and circling behind him was a snow-white dragon martial soul.
At this moment, Ren Fengliu can be said to have released all his cultivation and potential. Even so, warning signs continued to rise in Ren Fengliu's heart. The Chen Lei in front of him gave him an extremely terrifying feeling, like a huge prehistoric beast.
At this moment, Ren Fengliu was shocked to realize that Chen Lei's true cultivation level might have already surpassed the third level of Martial Emperor.
"How is this possible? How long has he been practicing?" After this thought arose in his mind, Ren Fengliu was a little unconvinced.
At this moment, Chen Lei's palm hit Ren Fengliu in the blink of an eye.
All of a sudden, the defensive light curtain created by Ren Fengliu collapsed like a soap bubble, and the protective armor also shattered into pieces like straw paper. As for the martial spirit above Ren Fengliu's head, it had not yet shown its power but was also blown up by this palm, turning into a rain of light that filled the sky and flew away.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, Ren Fengliu flew up directly, and half of his body exploded into bloody mist in mid-air. Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground.
At this time, Ren Fengliu's lower body had completely turned into blood mist, leaving only the upper body intact.
This was done intentionally by Chen Lei to show mercy. Otherwise, Ren Fengliu would have been beaten into pieces with one palm from Chen Lei, and not even a trace would have been left.
At this time, Ren Fengliu looked at Chen Lei with endless fear in his eyes. The strength shown by Chen Lei was several times or even dozens of times stronger than he had imagined.
"Escape..."
Seeing that Ren Fengliu couldn't even take Chen Lei's palm, the remaining disciples of Xiaoyao Holy Land became quick-witted and fled in all directions at the first opportunity.
"Can you escape?"
At this moment, Chen Lei's heart was filled with murderous intent. With a thought, a huge field covered an area of thousands of miles. These disciples of Xiaoyao Holy Land were like little bugs fallen into amber. They struggled hard but could not escape.
Chen Lei's mind moved, and all the disciples of Xiaoyao Holy Land who were covered by the field were blown into blood mist, and none of them could escape.
Seeing this scene, Ren Fengliu's eyes bled and he wished he could tear Chen Lei into pieces.
It’s a pity that he can’t protect himself now.
Chen Lei walked step by step to Ren Fengliu.
"What is your current level of cultivation?"
Ren Fengliu struggled and asked Chen Lei, very unwilling. Even if he died, he wanted to be a clear-headed ghost.
"It's okay to tell you. My current cultivation level is the ninth level of Martial Emperor." Chen Lei said lightly, fulfilling Ren Fengliu's wish.
“Ninth level of Martial Emperor…” After hearing this answer, Ren Fengliu became even more desperate. He had not expected that Chen Lei’s cultivation would reach such a high level.
At the same time, Ren Fengliu remembered something and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly. Such important news, but they, the Xiaoyao Holy Land, had no idea about it and were still plotting to attack the Qingyang Sect. Isn't this an act of seeking death