The next mont, he suddenly woke up to what was going on.
So, for an instant, his face was extrely pale, looking at Chen Feng, his eyes were full of fear.
He trembled and said: "You, you, how can you, how can you be so strong?"
His gaze revealed extre fear and despair!
Because, at this ti, he realized that his ti of death had co.
Chen Feng looked at him, smiled and said, "Do you think I can't kill you?"
"Do you think that with Sang Tiancheng here today, you will feel confident, right?"
"Until just now, did you dare to provoke ?"
When Chen Feng asked these three questions in a row, Wu Xinghe's face turned pale.
Suddenly, he plopped, fell to his knees, kowtow to Chen Feng again and again, begging frantically for rcy: "Please, don't kill !"
He knew that he could never be Chen Feng's opponent, so he didn't even have the idea of resisting it, just begging for rcy.
Chen Feng looked at him, smiled and said, "Sorry, since the ti you went to Mirror Valley to provoke , your destiny has already been dood and I will kill you."
In the next mont, Chen Feng slowly stretched his palm forward.
Sang Tiancheng's eyes were splitting, his face twisted, he shook his throat with all the power he could control, and shouted, "Dare you!"
"Why don't I dare?"
Chen Feng turned his head and looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his right hand did not stop, and a palm was slapped on Wu Xinghe's body.
Wu Xinghe scread sternly: "Please, don't!"
When Chen Feng dropped his palm, he had already turned his head to look at Sang Tiancheng, without even looking at Wu Xinghe.
Even so, he dared not resist.
The next mont, Chen Feng's palm was printed on his head, and his whole body trembled violently, and his eyes showed deep regret.
Then, that expression dissipated directly.
His figure leaned softly and fell straight down.
At the sa ti, with Wu Xinghe's death in his body, a phantom suddenly appeared on his dantian.
This phantom is his martial soul, that giant white wolf martial soul.
After seeing this giant White Wolf Martial Spirit, he had been sitting on Chen Feng's shoulders just now. The sleepy linger had no energy. The blood wind that seed to be falling asleep suddenly beca energetic.
His eyes were wide open and a low growl ca from his throat.
Then, he rushed directly at that Martial Soul!
Chen Feng didn't care about him. He just turned around and looked at him with a smile, and said to Sang Tiancheng, "Sang Tian grows old. As I said, I will kill him in front of you."
This is the third ti Chen Feng said this sentence.
When he said it for the first ti, everyone didn't believe it at all, just laughed, thinking Chen Feng was arrogant and ignorant.
When Chen Feng said it the second ti, they were shocked and speechless.
And now, Chen Feng said it again, all of them felt like they had been slapped severely, their faces hurting badly.
Especially Sang Tiancheng, his face flushed instantly.
Then Chen Feng ca to him.
At this ti, Sang Tiancheng has not resud action.
Chen Feng looked at Sang Tiancheng, smiled and said, "Elder Sang, I have no intention of being an enemy of you, so I don't want your life today."
"However, what you said just now violated my taboo."
"So!"
A cold light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes: "Today, take your arm for punishnt!"
The next mont, Chen Feng swiped his right hand.
Suddenly, Sang Tiancheng's left arm was directly broken by Chen Feng.
An arm flew out, and blood spurted wildly.
At this ti, Sang Tiancheng resud his actions.
Sang Tiancheng let out a heartbreaking scream, clutching his broken arm.
Where he severed his arm, blood gushed frantically, like a fountain, unable to stop at all.
While clutching his severed arm, he scread at Chen Feng and scread: "Junior, I am the elder of the Nei Zong, I am the elder of the Nei Zong!"
"How dare you do it to ? You are so bold!"
His whole person's emotions were almost collapsed. He ca out with a sense of superiority to stop Chen Feng, thinking that Chen Feng was not his opponent at all, and he did not put Chen Feng in his eyes.
However, he did not expect that not only was his disciple directly killed by Chen Feng in front of his own face, he would lose his face.
Moreover, Chen Feng could actually restrain himself and break one of his arms.
What a terrifying strength this is!
Not just her, all those disciples around her were shocked.
The series of battles just now were like sparks and sparks, but in a flash, so many things happened.
Soon they didn't even react.
At this mont, they watched this scene dumbfounded one by one, and the next mont they shouted loudly: "How is it possible?"
"Not only did Chen Feng kill Senior Brother Wu Xinghe in front of his master, but he even broke one of his arms?"
"How terrifying is Chen Feng's strength? He looks like he hasn't tried his best!"
"Yes, I feel as if his strength can even surpass Master! It's terrifying!"
"In just a few days, his strength has made such a huge progress, it is simply incredible!"
They are all crazy, almost incoherent by Chen Feng's powerful strength!
Sang Tiancheng stared at Chen Feng, his eyes full of rage and hatred.
He hated Chen Feng to the extre.
Chen Feng severed his arm with a palm, causing him to lose an arm, and even more so that he lost at least 40% of his cultivation skills.
How can he not hate? How not to be angry?
But he looked at the indifferent smile on Chen Feng's face, suddenly as if a basin of cold water poured on his heart.
The hatred and anger in my heart dissipated in an instant.
Instead, a wave of fear enveloped my heart.
"Chen Feng's strength is so strong. Just now his golden lightning spirit collided with mine. I am no opponent at all."
"No matter how much I hate him now, is it useful?"
He had to gritted his teeth and stared at Chen Feng, but he didn't dare to make any movents. Chen Feng smiled slightly when he saw his expression like this. You ignored him and looked at the blood wind instead.
At this ti, the blood wind was already on Wu Xinghe's giant white wolf spirit.
The giant wolf spirit is extrely large, at least several hundred to a thousand tis larger than the blood wind, and with Wu Xinghe's death.
Although his martial spirit power began to dissipate, he still possessed about 60% of the strength during the peak period.
However, when the blood wind just appeared, he still had a trace of desire to fight, flaunting his might, trying to kill the blood wind.
But when the blood wind ca closer, he sensed the breath of the blood wind body, but he directly let out an incredibly terrified roar.
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