Feng Xiangzi looked at Zhang Liucheng in horror, feeling as if he was facing an irresistible craze.
He understood that he had nowhere to escape and could only close his eyes and wait for the judgment of fate.
Zhang Liucheng was floating in the wind, his posture as strong as a cheetah, his fists clenched, condensing powerful power, and the air was filled with fierce murderous intent.
Feng Xiangzi felt that his heart had stopped beating, just waiting for the fatal blow.
Zhang Liucheng's clenched fist was like a hidden thunder, carrying unstoppable power and impeccable attack.
His fist was like lightning piercing the dark sky, rushing directly towards Feng Xiangzi.
At that moment, the air seemed to be torn apart by Zhang Liucheng's fist, forming a short vacuum, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Only Zhang Liucheng and Feng Xiangzi were left, one focusing on offense and the other on defense.
Facing this thunderous blow, Feng Xiangzi's body became stiff in an instant, as if he was shrouded in invisible fear.
His skin seemed to have become extremely fragile, and any slightest movement could make him feel bitingly cold.
With a muffled "bang" sound, Feng Xiangzi's body was hit hard by Zhang Liucheng's fist.
Feng Xiangzi's body flew backwards as if it had been hit by a cannonball, and finally landed heavily on the mountain peak in the distance.
The mountain peak made a roar under the impact of Feng Xiangzi, as if the edge of the world was collapsing.
Feng Xiangzi's body smashed a huge depression into the mountain peak, and countless stones and dust flew up, forming a terrifying dust smoke.
A trace of surprise flashed in King Fenghu's eyes. He did not expect that Zhang Liucheng's strength had become so powerful!
Suddenly, Zhang Liucheng's vigilance tightened suddenly, and he was worried that Feng Xiangzi might not be dead.
As a result, Zhang Liucheng immediately used the Dark Magic Art, and a huge black hand appeared out of thin air.
This palm is a hundred feet long and dozens of feet wide, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.
The big black hand grabbed a mountain peak and smashed it in the direction of Feng Xiangzi without hesitation.
The big black hand suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xiangzi, making him unable to believe it.
Although Feng Xiangzi was still alive, he was in an extremely weak state at this time.
He just wanted to use his body skills to try to escape, but the mountain peak appeared so fast that he had no time to react.
Feng Xiangzi could only watch the mountain peak slamming towards him, with a trace of unwillingness and despair flashing in his eyes.
With a deafening roar, the mountain peak fell from the sky and hit Feng Xiangzi heavily. Dust suddenly flew up, covering the sky and the sun.
Before Feng Xiangzi could shout out, he was instantly pressed down by the heavy mountain peak.
Feng Xiangzi felt that all the bones in his body were like broken strings that had been violently hit. The pain was so severe that it almost took away his breath.
In the dusty air, Feng Xiangzi's body was mercilessly pressed under the mountain peak, and his flesh and blood were intertwined into a tragic scene.
The spark of life had been completely extinguished in Feng Xiangzi's body.
A swift figure flashed past, the mountain peak instantly turned into nothingness, and Feng Xiangzi's figure appeared.
Zhang Liucheng stared at Feng Xiangzi's body, feeling desolate in his heart.
He walked to Feng Xiangzi's side with heavy steps, lowered his head, and saw that the once high-spirited face had now become twisted and ferocious.
Zhang Liucheng sighed softly and said in a low and emotional voice: "Feng Xiangzi, you are too persistent."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Liucheng waved his hand, a ray of green light flashed across the sky, and Feng Xiangzi's body dissipated in the air like smoke.
Zhang Liucheng suddenly disappeared from the place like a bolt of lightning without a trace.
Then, in the noisy square, Zhang Liucheng appeared miraculously, still safe and sound.
Everyone present was stunned by this scene. They looked at Zhang Liucheng with fear and awe in their hearts.
"Your sect master has died. From now on, the Wind Spear Sect will be taken over by King Fenghu. King Fenghu will be the new sect leader of the Wind Spear Sect. Anyone who refuses to obey will only die."
Zhang Liucheng looked at the disciples of the Wind Spear Sect, his tone as cold as frost.
After the words fell, the disciples of the Wind Spear Sect suddenly felt an icy chill rising from the bottom of their hearts. They looked at Zhang Liucheng's cold eyes, and couldn't help but feel a deep fear in their hearts.
However, in this abyss of fear and despair, a figure slowly walked in front of Zhang Liucheng like a majestic mountain.
He was tall, as majestic as iron, and his whole body was filled with an indescribable powerful aura.
He is a legendary figure of the Wind Spear Sect and is known as one of the strongest disciples of the Wind Spear Sect. His name is Feng Luo.
Feng Luo's eyes were firm and resolute. He stared at Zhang Liucheng and said in a deep voice: "You can't do this."
Zhang Liucheng stared at Feng Luo with his cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up into a cold smile.
He shook his head slightly, and his tone revealed a deep sense of superiority: "You are just an insignificant disciple, and you know almost nothing about the complexity and profundity of the world. Your sect master, the one who was once in the Wind Spear Sect The person who enjoys prestige and power has fallen. Now, I will take over the Wind Spear Sect. You young people are always too simple and naive to understand the cruelty and ruthlessness of this world."
A flash of anger flashed in Feng Luo's eyes. He held the spear in his hand tightly, surrounded by a surging power that seemed to permeate the air, making people feel an invisible sense of oppression.
Zhang Liucheng glanced at Feng Luo, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said disdainfully: "With your strength, you are not worthy of me killing you."
Zhang Liucheng's words were like a cold knife, piercing deeply into Feng Luo's heart.
His heartbeat froze instantly, and his body seemed to be quietly covered in frost.
However, Feng Luo couldn't give in. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excitement, knowing that he had to make changes.
Feng Luo felt the pain and cold reality in his heart, but he knew that this was the only way for him to grow and an opportunity for his transformation.
He must face this challenge bravely in order to achieve true growth and transformation.
Feng Luo inserted the heavy spear deeply into the ground. It was the weapon that his beloved master had wielded, and it was also the only spiritual support and encouragement he could find in this crisis-ridden moment.
Feng Luo walked towards Zhang Liucheng firmly, his eyes like a sharp sword, piercing the opponent's heart.
Feng Luo's gaze was like a sharp blade, looking directly at the young man who killed his master.
"You can try to control the Wind Spear Sect, but you will never be able to control my life, Feng Luo."
Feng Luo's voice was as cold as the cold wind on a winter night, and every word was like sharp hail, as hard as iron stone and cold to the bone.
Zhang Liucheng was not surprised by Feng Luo's provocation. Instead, he showed an interested smile, looked down at Feng Luo, and asked playfully: "So, what are you going to do, kid?"
Feng Luo responded coldly: "I am Feng Luo. As a direct disciple of the leader of the Wind Spear Sect, you are just an insignificant existence. How dare you make such an arrogant request for King Feng Tiger to take over the Wind Spear Sect!"
Far from being displeased with Feng Luo's arrogance, Zhang Liucheng smiled with interest.
"Oh? So, you plan to be my enemy? Maybe in your opinion, you have the qualifications to talk to me. But I want to tell you, the gap between you and me is like the gap between ants and dragons. This It doesn’t just refer to the gap in strength, but the gap in wisdom, experience and vision. You are as small as an ant, and I am as powerful as a dragon. The existence of the two is like two worlds and cannot be compared. I understand your Courage and determination, but you should also understand that being an enemy of me is like pushing a drop of water towards the ocean. No matter how hard you try, the result will be in vain. I suggest you reconsider your position, otherwise you will face, It will be a challenge and pressure you cannot bear.”
Feng Luo's face darkened. He stopped talking and suddenly charged towards Zhang Liucheng.
Feng Luo's hand quickly stretched out, and the spear flashed in his hand.
He grasped the spear tightly and thrust it forward like a lightning whip.
Powerful air waves surged around the spear, like a roaring wind, as if it was going to swallow up all resistance.
