Chapter 134: Give you a chance to follow me

Style: Fantasy Author: six paths of destructionWords: 3429Update Time: 24/01/18 04:41:04
(fifth update)

The divine light is immeasurable and the heaven and earth are vast.

The strong guidance seemed to be constantly urging Chen Feng to hurry over.

Chen Feng did not hesitate, and spread out his body skills. As agile and fast as a dragon swimming in the wind, he rushed towards the Shenguang Palace in the center of the small world.

At the same time, all over the small world, figures spread out and exploded at extreme speeds.

quick!

It seems that as long as you move faster, you can seize the opportunity earlier.

"I haven't met Chen Feng for several days in a row. I think Chen Feng will definitely go to the dojo, and I will go too. When the time comes, I will kill him directly." A peerless genius who had killed himself in two realms in the Tianyuan Holy Land said secretly, and immediately deployed his body skills. , burst out and flew away at an astonishing speed.

"Chen Feng, when I find an opportunity to improve my strength in the Emperor's Dojo, I will definitely fight you." Ling Zhan clenched his fists and recalled how many times he was fooled by Chen Feng a few days ago. The corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously. Fortunately, no one else was watching. Come, otherwise the club will really die.

He is the holy son of the Zhenwu Holy Land.

At that time, he was deceived by Chen Feng.

The reason was that he was only thinking about fighting Chen Feng to show off, thus neglecting other things. It was also because Chen Feng's appearance was so sincere that no one could doubt him.

Afterwards, Ling Zhan came back to his senses and considered it carefully, only then did he realize that he had been deceived.

There was no hatred at all, I just felt embarrassed and humiliated, and at the same time I wanted to teach Chen Feng a lesson to relieve the 'anger' in my heart.

But then he remembered that Chen Feng had mastered the Sword Qi Condensation Gang, the fourth sword of the sword, and its strength must be extremely powerful. He might not be able to defeat it. There would definitely be a great opportunity for the real Heavenly Emperor's dojo to appear.

As long as he can get a chance in the dojo, his strength may improve by leaps and bounds, and then he can regain his place with Chen Feng.

Let him know that he is the Holy Son of Zhenwu, and the Holy Son cannot... be deceived.

Everyone has their own thoughts, but no matter what they are, there must be one thing in common, which is to find opportunities to improve themselves.

This once-in-a-millennium opportunity must not be missed.

"The Heavenly Emperor's Dojo..." Luo Mingfei's powerful and majestic aura rippled, and his Qi Sea Realm cultivation exploded without reservation, pushing his speed to the extreme, like a white dragon streaking across the earth.

"As long as I can continue to get opportunities, I will definitely be able to continue to make breakthroughs and strengthen myself."

"The best... is to get the inheritance from the Emperor of Heaven..."

"When the time comes, Chen Feng will die, and Ling Zhan and Nangong Chen will all be suppressed. I, Luo Mingfei, am the number one among the younger generation in the Eastern Wasteland and the future emperor."



Infinite divine light shot down from the sky, vast and boundless.

On the earth under the divine light, there stood an incomparably huge palace. The palace stood like a mountain peak, majestic and majestic, suppressing everything, and spurting out endless divine rays of light, containing the indescribable mysteries of the avenue.

Standing in front of him, everyone felt from the bottom of their hearts that they were as humble as dust.

No matter what the cultivation level is.

"It's really spectacular..."

The people who came one after another murmured involuntarily.

Some people rushed towards the mountain-like palace with great excitement without any pause.

However, he was blocked by the divine light outside the palace and could not enter the palace.

"Is it not officially opened yet?" Some people couldn't help but wonder.

"The real Heavenly Emperor's dojo." A tall and majestic figure stepped forward, making a strong roar, and suddenly arrived, with his hands behind his back, a wild face full of smiles, and his eyes shining brightly: "Hahahahaha Thousands of years ago, the Heavenly Emperor's dojo appeared in the Middle Earth, and two quasi-emperors were born in my Xiahou family. Thousands of years later, I, Xiahou, will enter the Heavenly Emperor's dojo, and I will become a great emperor in the future." At the same time, Han Daoling also quickly approached.

"It's you!"

Feeling Xiahou Ba's aura, Han Daoling's face darkened, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted. The strength of the twenty-seventh level of Casting Pulse was unreserved, and the Yuanling Taoist body was also pushed to the extreme.

For a time, countless spiritual energy surrounded Han Daoling, the energy blended, and the glow surrounded him.

There seemed to be a sound of Taoism roaring in all directions.

A palm!

Han Daoling directly attacked Xiahou Ba.

When he entered the small world of Tiandi Dojo, he said that he must teach a profound lesson to those who robbed him of entering the small world.

Xiahou Ba turned around in an instant, his eyes condensed, his divine light was like the blazing sun, and his terrifying hot aura erupted like a volcano, roaring in all directions, wisps of crimson rays of light kept spewing out, astonishing energy filled the air, and the sea of ​​​​qi filled the air. The cultivation level of the realm exploded directly.

One punch!

Xiahou Ba raised a hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and the endless red glow condensed.

It was like holding a small sun, releasing terrifying light and heat.

The fists and palms collided, the sound was vibrating, the energy was violently overflowing, and the air was distorted. Han Daoling felt an irresistible force pushing forward. His palms seemed to be shattered, and the terrifying hot breath penetrated into his body through his palms. It overflowed and burned his muscles, bones and muscles.

Under the huge force, Han Daoling flew back several meters and took several steps back.

"How dare you take action against me if you are so weak." Xiahou Ba stared at Han Daoling with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Han Daoling almost vomited blood.

"You are just relying on your cultivation level to be higher than mine. If your cultivation level is the same, I will definitely suppress you." Han Daoling said angrily.

"The sadness of the weak is that... they always find various reasons for their weakness, but they don't know... they are all excuses." Xiahou Ba once again put his hands behind his back and stared at Han Daoling with a stern look, like an ant. Arrogance shows on his face.

Han Dao's spirit trembled.

But he was too scrupulous to take action again.

The palm just now used 100% of the power, but the opponent did not activate any magical power.

Which one is higher and which one is lower is clear at a glance.

What's more, the other party's cultivation level is obviously better than his own.

The feeling of being repelled and being scolded after failing to teach others was so uncomfortable that the arrogant Han Daoling could not accept it. His face turned red with anger, and his eyes were so angry that he seemed to want to eat the other person.

"I can give you another chance to take action." Xiahou Ba stepped forward with a taller body than Han Daoling, looking down from a high position.

The terrible pressure came, causing Han Daoling to take a step back involuntarily.

Xiahou Ba's condescending eyes flashed with sarcasm.

Han Daoling became angry from embarrassment and got angry again. His palms shot out all over the sky and hit Xiahou Ba, covering and submerging him.

"Weak chicken!"

An extremely contemptuous voice sounded from Xiahou Ba's mouth, and he raised his fist again. His peak Qi Sea Realm cultivation exploded, and a phantom of Qi Sea covering one hundred and fifty feet appeared, suppressing all directions, and his fist was like holding the true sun. Blast out.

With just one punch, his dominance is boundless.

All the palm shadows in the sky were shattered, and the punch drove straight forward and directly bombarded Han Daoling's chest. The terrifying power exploded. Han Daoling's entire body flew back more than ten meters, and a mouthful of blood could not help but spurt out.

The breath on his body was disordered and his face was pale.

"Weak chickens must have the consciousness of weak chickens." Xiahou Ba said casually, without any intention of taking action again.

This contemptuous and almost indifferent attitude made Han Daoling spit out a mouthful of blood again.

No slight can strike a proud man more deeply than such a slight. Xiao Xuanwu and Yuan Hualong also arrived. They saw this scene from a distance and were shocked by Xiahou Ba's strength.

Not only them, others were also shocked.

Han Daoling is the eldest son of the Huntian Sect and possesses a god-level spiritual body. This is not a top secret.

"Then Xiahou Ba actually opened up a two-hundred-foot sea of ​​air. It's amazing."

"This sect member of Huntian Sect is too weak..."

"Yes, others didn't even inspire supernatural powers, but he was knocked back and injured by a punch. I'm afraid it's not a fake god-level supernatural power..."

"It is said that the real eldest son of the Huntian Sect is Chen Feng. He is very powerful and has superb swordsmanship. Han Daoling was repeatedly defeated by him and was vulnerable to a single blow..."

Some comments rang out and reached Han Daoling's ears. Han Daoling's expression immediately changed drastically and he vomited blood for the third time.

Yuan Hualong and Xiao Xuanwu looked at each other, speechless.

After all, he was the eldest son, so he was too easily attacked.

But think about it, it's not surprising that Han Daoling's character has not been good since he joined the Huntian Sect. He was hit by Chen Feng again and again, and his memory has not improved.

Compared with Chen Feng, Han Daoling is indeed a bit...unsightly.

The same thought also lingers in the hearts of other Huntian Sect disciples.

Although there were not many Huntian Sect disciples who entered the small world of Tiandi Dojo this time, there were more than two hundred in total. After all, they could enter from the Body Forging Realm to the Qi Sea Realm, unlike before entering the Hidden Dragon Secret Realm.

However, because of the assessment, most people are unable to enter. Those who can enter are true geniuses.

The wind is howling, and the body is approaching like a dragon.

"It's Senior Brother Chen Feng."

"Meet Senior Brother Chen..."

For a time, dozens of disciples from the Huntian Sect gathered here saluted Chen Feng.

Even those who have reached the peak of the Qi Sea Realm and possess holy-level supernatural beings salute with sincerity.

The Huntian Sect ranks first on the list of the strongest body forging, first on the list of the strongest acuity training, and first on the list of the strongest pulse casting. Now, with his cultivation in the pulse casting realm, he is also ranked on the list of the strongest Qi sea.

Completely unprecedented.

And the disciples at the peak of the Qi Sea Realm who entered here were placed in the Huntian Sect one by one. They were all at the peak of the same realm. They were extremely powerful. They could kill ordinary Qi Sea Realm disciples like killing chickens, but they could not be ranked among the strongest Qi Sea Realm disciples. Being on the list shows how amazing Chen Feng's strength is.

Like this, how can one not admire him to the extreme.

Han Daoling saw this scene, and his originally pale face became increasingly ugly. He groaned and almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Junior brothers, there is no need to be polite." Chen Feng said with a slight smile, and then looked at Han Daoling: "Junior brother Han, why are you injured?"

Han Daoling turned around directly, not wanting to respond to Chen Feng.

He was afraid that when he opened his mouth, the blood he was holding would spurt out.

That was really a mouthful.

"Are you the Chen Feng they call you?" an extremely domineering voice sounded. The domineering power came oppressively: "Yes, it is obviously much stronger than that weak chicken. I am Xiahou Ba, the emperor of the Xiahou clan in Middle-earth. Now I give you a chance. Follow me. I will lead you to sweep across the spiritual wasteland and conquer the world. Overwhelm all enemies."

"When I become emperor in the future, you will be my spokesperson in the world. You will carry my imperial power to patrol the world on my behalf. It can be said that one person is inferior to ten thousand people. It will be a glory that you will never be able to obtain in three lifetimes."

"Are you talking to me?"

Chen Feng looked at the other party with caring and "intelligent" eyes and asked at the same time.

When Xiahou Ba was about to speak, figures came running towards him, filled with tyrannical murderous intent.

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