Chapter 83 Heaven-level supernatural powers, worldly emperor fist! [Please follow up! 】
As soon as these words came out, there was an endless stream of admiration all around.
In their view.
The biggest winner of the Hundred Demons Battlefield this time is probably Situ Feng from the Wuji Sect.
The previous Su Chen might still be able to compete with him.
But the moment Situ Feng got the ancient Qiongqi's blood, Su Chen had already lost the qualification to compete with it.
unless…
He can break through to the altar realm!
The Taixuanzong disciples on the side looked ugly.
They held the communication jade slip in their hands, and a lot of information was edited in it, but they just couldn't send it out.
It is impossible to remind Senior Brother Su Chen in advance.
If he accidentally confronted Situ Feng, he might suffer a big loss!
Just when everyone has different ideas.
"Boom!"
A terrifying breath rises up, like a human emperor ruling the world, making people have the urge to worship.
Above the sky.
A huge fist print was condensed, covering the sky and the sun.
The moment this fist appeared, a supreme coercion permeated the air, looking down on the world, and I am the only one!
"This is…"
"The heavenly top-grade martial art of the great merchant royal family, the human emperor's fist?!"
The disciple of the Promise Sect couldn't help exclaiming after seeing the fist marks on the sky.
This boxing method may not be familiar to everyone present.
But he still knows something.
This is the top-grade martial art of the Great Shang Dynasty.
No!
This kind of existence can no longer be called martial arts, it should be called supernatural powers!
This magical power is almost a magical power that every prince of the Great Shang Dynasty must learn!
The fist of the emperor in the world represents the appearance of the prince of the Great Shang Dynasty!
Since the prince of the Great Shang Dynasty is here, will his brother Situ Feng be far behind?
"Human Emperor Fist?"
There are many well-informed people in the field.
A Ziwei Sect disciple murmured in confusion as he looked at the fist prints covering the sky and the sun:
"Isn't this the supernatural power of the Great Shang Dynasty? How did it appear here?"
"Could it be that the prince of the Great Shang Dynasty descended on the battlefield of Hundred Demons?"
um...
His voice just fell.
On the sky, a black figure slowly emerged.
He clenched his fist with one hand and blasted out in the air, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.
Raise your hand, it seems to be able to destroy everything in the world!
Boom!
The fist print and the killing formation collided together and made a loud noise.
The killing array began to tremble, and the endless sword light gradually dimmed.
Many Tianjiao who were trapped in the sword mountain seized this opportunity and escaped one after another.
They looked very embarrassed.
Even as a disciple of the Body Refining Sect who heard the words in the flesh, Shi An still has a few scars on his body that can be seen deep into the bones.
Obviously.
He also encountered a lot of trouble in the formation.
"break!"
The black-robed man shouted heavily.
The words fall.
He blasted out several more punches, like meteors from outside the sky, hitting the formation one after another.
"Boom!"
in a blink.
The huge formation was bombarded with a gap.
The formation that originally enveloped the entire mountain had an extra flaw at this moment.
"this…"
Everyone stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.
Isn't this too exaggerated?
But when they thought that behind each other was the Great Shang Dynasty and the prince, they quickly felt relieved.
As the prince of a dynasty, the resources that the other party has come into contact with since childhood are not comparable to their sect disciples.
It can be seen from his boxing technique that he is a top-grade supernatural power as soon as he makes a move.
"Your Highness, did my brother Situ Feng come with you?"
Many disciples of the Promise Sect saw the black-robed man appearing, with excited expressions on their faces, and shouted excitedly.
My senior brother is very likely to have arrived now, but he is hiding in the dark for the time being, waiting for the opportunity to make a blockbuster!
But who knows, the man in black robe turned a deaf ear to his words, didn't even look him in the eye, and went straight into the formation.
"Forehead…"
The Promise Sect disciple who spoke touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment.
Just when he thought no one noticed his hand.
The two attendants beside the man in black walked past, one of them looked at each other with a sneer, and said casually:
"Your brother Situ Feng has already died at the hands of Su Chen."
"Um?"
"What?!"
The Wuji Sect disciple who was full of ambition just now froze in place.
Brother Situ Feng...
died? !
How can this be?
I must have misheard!
How could senior brother Situ Feng die?
Hasn't he already found the blood of the ancient Qiongqi?
He wasn't the only one who was dumbfounded.
Others are even more confused than him.
The Promise Sect disciple made it clear just now that Situ Feng got a drop of ancient Qiongqi's blood, which greatly increased his strength.
Logically speaking.
Even if he can't beat Su Chen who has stepped into the forbidden realm, escaping shouldn't be a problem!
How could it be possible to die in the hands of Su Chen? !
"impossible!"
"This can't possibly be true!"
"Senior brother Situ Feng's talent is the talent of heaven, he is a rare talent in the Promise Sect in a thousand years. How could he die in Su Chen's hands with his super-low talent?"
"Fake! It must be fake! You are lying to me!"
The disciple of the Promise Sect squatted down with his head in his arms, and roared in a low voice.
He couldn't believe what he had just heard.
The disciples of the Wuji Sect behind him also looked mournful.
Senior Brother Situ Feng fell on the Battlefield of Hundred Demons...
This was too much of a blow for them.
Without the protection of Situ Feng, they, disciples of the Wuji Sect, could only be manipulated by others.
From a personal emotional point of view, they are more inclined that the person just now is lying to them.
Can recall carefully.
People seem to have no need to lie to them.
after all.
If Situ Feng didn't die, but was rumored, wouldn't he settle accounts later?
This kind of behavior of making enemies at will, anyone with a little brain would not do it.
But if the other party didn't lie to me...
Brother Situ Feng might really be dead!
"Senior brother, right now it's just someone else's one-sided opinion. Brother Situ Feng may still..."
A Promise Sect disciple spoke dryly, comfortingly.
But his words are not finished yet.
"Boom!"
The ground under their feet suddenly began to shake.
far away.
A purple brilliance is like a shooting star across the sky, infinitely magnified in the eyes of everyone.
When it appeared in the eyes of everyone, they saw its appearance clearly. It was a flying magic weapon shaped like a warship.
The whole body of the warship is purple-gold, and there are two figures standing at the bow, one purple and one green.
Behind them was Liu Yuan, who was dressed in the costume of an inner disciple of Taixuanzong.
However, his existence was directly ignored.
At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on the bow of the warship.
When the disciples of Xuanmingzong saw the appearance of this warship, their faces turned blue and then pale.
because.
This warship is exactly the cloud shuttle that Gu Xuanyun lost to Su Chen!
The people standing at the bow are none other than Su Chen and Lin Xuan!
Just now everyone was still discussing about Su Chen beheading Situ Feng.
But at this moment Su Chen appeared.
However, Situ Feng was nowhere to be seen.
If nothing unexpected happens, what the person said earlier is very likely to be true.
The genius of the Promise Sect, Situ Feng was really beheaded by Su Chen!
There are more in the afternoon, ask for tickets!
(end of this chapter)