Chapter 567 You are so low-key

Style: Fantasy Author: little white money manWords: 2552Update Time: 24/01/18 17:14:06
Facing Feng Daoming's attack, Zhang Liucheng snorted coldly and immediately punched him hard.

Even the ten elders of the Wind Spear Sect couldn't compete with it, so who could Feng Daoming be?

Sure enough, the expected result occurred. All Feng Daoming's offensive was instantly dissipated under Zhang Liucheng's fist.

"boom!"

There was a deafening loud noise, as if even the air was torn apart instantly.

Zhang Liucheng's punch was as fast as thunder, instantly dispersing the tornado, and violent energy overflowed.

Before Feng Daoming had time to react, Zhang Liucheng's fist struck at lightning speed, like a comet streaking across the sky, straight to his chest.

Feng Daoming barely had time to react before he was hit hard by the violent fist light.

Blood spurted out, and his body seemed to be broken in an instant. The exploded flesh and blood were like flying fragments, cutting through the air and filling the air.

That miserable scream seemed to penetrate the silent air, echoing in every corner, filling people's hearts with endless sorrow and panic.

When Feng Daoming's body suddenly hit the ground like a meteor, the crowd around him took a breath of cold air involuntarily.

Feng Daoming's physical condition was shocking. His clothes were soaked in blood and were beyond recognition.

"This...how is this possible!"

Everyone was so shocked that they could hardly believe what they saw.

Feng Daoming was a strong man in the demigod realm, a towering existence like a mountain. But now, facing Zhang Liucheng's attack, he was unable to stop him. He was even hit with a blow that shattered his sternum and made his breath sluggish.

In a distant place, among the crowd.

The elders of the Wind Spear Sect were filled with horror and wanted to save Feng Daoming, but they also knew very well that with their strength, even if they passed, they would only die.

The second elder and the sect leader are no match for Zhang Liucheng, so what will happen if they go.

This feeling of helplessness and powerlessness made them feel extremely heavy.

"you……"

Feng Daoming endured the pain that felt like being cut by a knife. Every breath he took felt like he was swallowing coals. His eyes showed deep anger and consternation. He stared at Zhang Liucheng, and his eyes seemed to be spitting out anger.

"How dare you be so bold and attack me, you will definitely regret it."

Feng Daoming endured the severe pain and continued: "In addition, the leader of the Wanxiang Sect is about to come here in person. How dare you do this to me, have you ever thought about what will be waiting for you? You will walk on There is no turning back, and your soul will be like a candle in the wind, with nowhere to rest."

Zhang Liucheng chuckled and said provocatively: "The leader of Wanxiang Sect? He actually wants to avenge you, so just come over. Do you really think I'm afraid of him? I, Zhang Liucheng, am a famously tough guy. I'm not afraid of any challenge. If he has some ability, just come over and I'd like to see what he can do to me."

"You despicable human race, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here?"

Feng Daoming asked angrily, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Zhang Liucheng slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice: "However, the humble human race you look down on can defeat you and even make you die in his hands. So, who are you? You think very highly of yourself, but you If you can't even defeat a lowly human race, where is your strength? Where is your dignity?"

The twelve elders not far away chose to remain silent.

He had fought against Zhang Liucheng and was well aware of his powerful strength.

If Feng Daoming had not threatened Zhang Liucheng by moving out the leader of Wanxiang Sect, he might still have a glimmer of hope for survival.

However, Feng Daoming made a fatal mistake at the critical moment, that is, he still tried to treat Zhang Liucheng with insults and threats.

Especially when Feng Daoming used words like "despicable human race" to insult Zhang Liucheng, his behavior was tantamount to digging his own grave.

Feng Daoming's approach reflected his short-sightedness and arrogance, and at the same time cut off any possibility of reconciliation between him and Zhang Liucheng.

It is foreseeable that Feng Daoming's behavior will only accelerate his death.

The other members of the Wind Spear Sect kept their mouths shut, for fear of offending Zhang Liucheng when he became unhappy.

All eyes were focused on Zhang Liucheng, who had just completed a battle that shocked the entire Wind Spear Sect, challenging and defeating all the strong men by himself.

This battle not only demonstrated Zhang Liucheng's outstanding strength, but also allowed his name to remain in the long river of history.

Zhang Liucheng walked towards Feng Daoming step by step. His confidence and majesty made Feng Daoming feel unprecedented fear.

"what you up to?"

Feng Daoming kept retreating, his footsteps stepping on the ground that was already stained with blood. It was a thick, disgusting smell of blood.

Fear hung heavily on his face like a dark shadow, making him look as pale as a ghost.

Feng Daoming's body was trembling slightly, like a fallen leaf shivering in the cold wind.

His voice trembled so much that he had to struggle to form his words clearly: "You... you can't kill me."

Zhang Liucheng made no secret of the killing intent in his body, and the killing aura cut the air like a sharp sword.

Feng Daoming was keenly aware of the killing intent emanating from Zhang Liucheng. His face turned pale, and his originally tough attitude softened instantly, and he no longer resisted stubbornly.

He began to cry out for mercy, a voice full of fear and helplessness.

Zhang Liucheng stepped forward, his figure looking particularly majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Feng Daoming's neck tightly like a weak rabbit.

Feng Daoming's body struggled helplessly in the air, and his feet kicked wildly in the air, as if screaming in protest to the God of Death.

Feng Daoming's face turned pale, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes instantly.

He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but Zhang Liucheng interrupted him impatiently.

"boom!"

Zhang Liucheng punched Feng Daoming's head with such ferocious force that it surged out like a flash flood.

The force of this blow was so great that Zhang Liucheng's whole body shook, as if even his soul was shaken.

Under the fierce punch, Feng Daoming's head instantly cracked like a broken watermelon.

The headless body shook a few times, and finally fell heavily to the ground, blood spreading on the ground.

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and death.

Feng Daoming's headless body lay quietly on the ground, blood flowing like a long red river meandering on the ground.

Zhang Liucheng's murderous intent had been completely released. He turned around and walked towards King Fenghu, his eyes cold and firm.

His back looked extraordinarily tall against the blood-colored background, like a god of death walking in the world. Only Feng Daoming's headless body and the long bloody river were left, quietly telling what had just happened.

King Fenghu's eyes were full of awe and appreciation, and he stared deeply at Zhang Liucheng.

He cupped his fists and said, "Little brother, you are so powerful. You can suppress the Wind Spear Sect by yourself. It's really admirable!"

Zhang Liucheng waved his hand and smiled calmly: "No, no, I just got rid of a few black sheep. I didn't completely suppress them, I just stopped them from causing trouble."

A hint of admiration flashed in King Fenghu's eyes, and he said: "Little brother, you are so low-key! You are so powerful, I really admire you. I wonder if you can ask me which sect to follow, little brother? I also have the opportunity to learn."

Zhang Liucheng thought for a moment and said: "My master is the master of the Spiritual Beast Sect of the Great Xia Empire. He shared some cultivation experience with me, but he relied more on my own talents and efforts. However, if Feng Hu If Senior Wang is interested in this, you may wish to go to the Spirit Beast Sect of the Great Xia Empire. There are countless rare spirit beasts there, and we may be able to find the most suitable spirit beast for you."