"I'll go first!"
A young man with a gloomy face, wearing a black robe and a sinister look in his eyes, took the lead and walked towards Chen Lei.
When the other young men saw that the young man with a gloomy face had taken the lead, no one continued to fight for it. This young man with a gloomy face had already reached the seventh level of Gangsha Realm, but he was less than twenty years old. He was a man of extraordinary talent.
His grandfather was an elder at the Zi Yang Palace who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial King Realm. He was extremely protective of his son and loved him very much.
Even though some of these people were stronger than this gloomy-looking young man, no one dared to compete with him for credit because of his grandfather.
"Chen Lei, remember, my name is Zi Fengyu. Even if you go to hell, don't make the mistake of remembering your enemy."
Zi Fengyu looked at Chen Lei as if he was looking at a dead person.
Chen Lei sneered disdainfully, waved his hand, and said, "Come on!"
Zi Fengyu was furious to see that Chen Lei was so arrogant. He no longer concealed his murderous intent and slapped Chen Lei hard with his palm.
The palm technique used by Zi Fengyu is called the Purple Jade Golden Sun Palm. On his palm, which is as crystal clear as purple jade, there is a golden sun rune shining with golden light, emitting thousands of feet of golden light and infinite power.
With just one slap of his palm, countless giant trees in the surroundings were uprooted and then burned to ashes in mid-air. Some huge rocks weighing tens of thousands of pounds were also turned into stone powder and blown away by the palm wind, disappearing without a trace.
Zi Fengyu was like a real dragon in human form, with golden hair fluttering in the wind. He rushed forward rapidly. His speed was so fast that he left a string of afterimages in the void. His palms were like two golden suns, with dazzling light, and they slapped Chen Lei's forehead fiercely.
Chen Lei was not afraid. In his eyes, Zi Fengyu was just a joke. He raised his palm and a lightning palm burst out. Countless electric lights were like waterfalls. In the blink of an eye, they collided with Zi Fengyu's palms. Millions of lightning bolts burst out in an instant, blowing Zi Fengyu away directly. He was blown into a bloody mist in mid-air, and no body was left.
"ah!"
The Martial King-level elder who led the team let out a mournful cry that was as painful as a tear in his heart.
It's not that he felt sad for Zi Fengyu. Zi Fengyu was unruly, arrogant, and had a very bad reputation in the entire team. His death would not make people feel sorry.
However, behind Zi Fengyu, there is a master who is at the peak of the Martial King level in the Transformation Realm. This master is famous for protecting his subordinates. Zi Fengyu was killed in front of this elder. No matter whether he can kill Chen Lei in the end, this Martial King-level elder who led the team will not escape death in the end.
Therefore, this Martial King-level elder was so sad, angry, and at the same time extremely scared.
"How dare you kill my brother? I will kill you!"
Another Ziyang Palace disciple came out, a close friend of Zi Fengyu. Although Zi Fengyu had a bad temper, there are always three stakes in a fence, and even if Zi Fengyu had a bad temper, he still had a few close friends who shared the same bad taste.
The disciple who is now seeking revenge for Zi Fengyu is Zi Fengyu's best friend, the kind of close friend who had visited prostitutes together and shared the spoils together.
Seeing Zi Fengyu being killed by Chen Lei's palm, the disciple could no longer bear it and immediately stood up to avenge Zi Fengyu.