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"I will seal some of your strength. If your performance satisfies me next time, I will consider restoring you!" Han Wei said lightly, as if he had just done something insignificant.
"What?" Both Xiong Shang and Yang Yaozi looked at Han Wei in shock: "What did you say?"
"Can't you feel it yourself?" Han Wei said lightly.
Upon hearing this, Xiong Shang and Yang Yaozi immediately looked inward. The next moment, their faces turned as pale as bitter gourds, and an air of dejection emanated from them.
Sure enough, what Han Wei said was true! Their strength really dropped by one level, becoming the peak of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal.
"Impossible, impossible, how could you seal our strength!" Xiong Shang shouted in disbelief.
"Why is it impossible? Do you want to try again? I can bring you back to the Qi Refining Stage!" Han Wei looked at Xiong Chan with a smile, a hint of coldness on his lips.
Who do you think you are to dare to yell at him like that
Hearing Han Wei's words, Xiong Shang's body trembled violently, and then he kept backing away like a cat seeing a mouse.
Qi Refining Stage. If he could regain the strength of Qi Refining Stage again, it would be better to kill him directly.
Afterwards, great sorrow arose in the hearts of Xiong Shang and Yang Yaozi.
Even if they were at the peak of their powers, an Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal was vastly different from a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal. It was like the emperor and his prime minister. Even if the prime minister had great power, he would still have to obey the emperor's orders.
The huge gap made them feel hopeless.
Longmen acts in an overbearing and ruthless manner, relying entirely on the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal to rule. Without the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal's strength, enemies from all sides will probably come knocking on their door.
"I can give you a chance! As long as you do well, I will restore your strength." Looking at the lonely expressions of the two, Han Wei said with a smile.
Two rays of divine light suddenly burst out from the lifeless eyes of the two men, and they looked at Han Wei with anticipation on their faces.
"Sign a contract with him and swear allegiance to him." Han Wei looked at the two of them, but his finger was pointing at Chen Feng standing beside them.
This time, not only Xiong Shang and the other two were stunned, but even Chen Feng looked at Han Wei in surprise.
"Why?" Chen Feng was puzzled.
"What you lack now is not strength, but stability!" Han Wei smiled faintly, "How can a strong man be bound by anything?"
Chen Feng was surprised, but then nodded in agreement.
Indeed, the path of the strong is to face challenges head-on. This requires continuous progress and continuous advancement. Chen Feng is confident that it won't take too much time for him to break through this world and ascend to the fairyland. At that time, what will happen to these people in the secular world
If Dan Palace wants to avoid being bullied in the world of cultivation, it must have a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal to take charge. It takes time to cultivate such a strong person. If it is cultivated by itself, it will take nine thousand years for a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal to appear.
They don't have the extraordinary circumstances and qualifications like Chen Feng. Even if they want to become strong, they must accumulate over time. And what Chen Feng lacks is precisely time. He can't wait, can't wait for them to grow up.
If he could gain the loyalty of Xiong Shang and the other nine-tribulation immortals, plus Jian Yi and the others, Chen Feng believed that in the next three thousand years, even without him, no one would dare to shake the status of Dan Palace. In the next three thousand years, if Dan Palace could absorb talents from all sides, it would never cause a gap in the strong.
At the same time, Chen Feng turned his gaze to Xiong Shang and Yang Yaozi.
"No, we will never be loyal!" Xiong Shang shouted indignantly, while Yang Yaozi fell into silence.
"Chen Feng, I will help you up to this point. As for whether it succeeds or not, that's your problem." Han Wei turned his head and cast his gaze at Guo Chang.
Over there, the last heavenly calamity is almost brewing, and I believe it will come soon.
"Okay!" Chen Feng smiled slightly, feeling confident.
Then, Chen Feng's fist struck out, hitting the two of them like a storm.
"What are you doing?" Xiong Shang and Yang Yaozi both shouted, "You want us to pledge our loyalty, but you attack us. What does this mean?"
Now that their cultivation was suppressed, their strength was only at the peak of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal Realm, and they were no match for Chen Feng at all. After a flurry of punches, the two were defeated step by step, having been hit countless times.
Moreover, they discovered in despair that although Chen Feng had held back, his punches were extremely heavy. If they had endured a few more hits, it would have been fatal!
"I hate trouble the most. Since you refuse to surrender, you will be a nuisance if I keep you alive. It's better to kill you!" Chen Feng sneered and increased the strength in his hands.
I was oppressed by these two people just now and had no power to fight back. Now I have a chance to take revenge, which makes me feel quite happy.
"You will never kill us!" Xiong Shang endured the severe pain and laughed: "You want to use this trick to force us, I tell you, no way!"
Chen Feng's fists continued: "Then let's give it a try and see whether you surrender first or I beat you to death first!"
As he spoke, Chen Feng's fists became more powerful, like rain hitting duckweed, making the two of them feel as if they were in a summer rainstorm.
In the blink of an eye, the two's aura suddenly weakened a lot. Even though they were both masters of body training, how long could they last under Chen Feng's crazy fist
"Stop hitting me, I surrender, I submit!" Finally, Yang Yaozi couldn't stand Chen Feng's fist anymore and cried out in pain.
In an instant, Chen Feng's fist style changed, allowing Yang Yaozi to escape from his fist shadow.
After a long sigh, Yang Yaozi actually felt like he had survived a disaster.
"Yang Yaozi, you traitor, he just wants to force us to surrender. Do you really think he is willing to beat us to death?" Amidst the fist shadows, Xiong Shang, whose nose and face were already bruised and swollen like a pig's head, shouted angrily.
"Is that so? My Dan Palace only needs one Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal. You seem to be useless too, so die." Chen Feng's fists became more explosive, and every punch seemed to destroy Xiong Shang's body.
"This kid is interesting!" Han Wei, who was standing aside, couldn't help but curl his lips and smiled when he saw this scene.
Soon, Xiong Shang's consciousness began to blur. At this moment, he finally realized that Chen Feng was not joking. This man really wanted to kill him.
In desperation, Xiong Shang suddenly shouted with strength that he did not know where it came from: "I surrender, please spare my life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Shang felt that the boundless fist shadow suddenly disappeared, and the violent attack was no longer there.
"You could have surrendered long ago." Chen Feng looked at Xiong Shang with a half-smile: "Why do you have to endure so much suffering?"
Xiong Shang looked at Chen Feng weakly. In his eyes, the man in front of him was even more terrifying than the devil!
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