"Who else?"
"Come down and die!"
The extremely wild sound continued to echo in the space.
However, no one dared to challenge.
Even Chen Pojun, who was fourth on the list of gods, immediately calmed down and did not dare to make another mistake.
Are you kidding me?
Zhao Tianyu, who was ranked eighth on the list of gods, and Yin Qianshan, who was fifth on the list of gods, both died in the hands of Shen Chenfeng.
Moreover, the death was very strange.
One was about to win, but suddenly lost control of his divine power and was strangled to death by Shen Chenfeng.
The other one was even worse, being beaten to death by his own summoned beast.
Such a strange scene made everyone tremble.
Chen Pojun kept beating the drum in his heart. Although he thought he was slightly stronger than the two of them, his strength was limited. If there really was a fight, he might not be Shen Chenfeng's opponent.
"Who else?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were like lightning, scanning the crowd around him.
Seeing that no one came forward, he suddenly focused his eyes on Chen Pojun and said, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to avenge Chu Bingxian? Why don't you say anything now?"
"Chu Bingxian said that she will work hard to practice and seek revenge from you personally in the future."
Chen Pojun's eyes moved and he said: "Although I really want to avenge her, I respect her opinion more and do not plan to interfere in this matter anymore."
"Yeah?"
"Senior Brother Chen, I remember, that's not what you said just now."
"What you just said was that you wanted to seek justice for Chu Bingxian. Why did you suddenly regret it?"
From the direction of Sword God Peak, a few sneers, neither serious nor serious, came out.
Chen Pojun turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear anything, pretending to be deaf and dumb, and didn't care.
He knew deeply that face was nothing compared to life.
However.
Shen Chenfeng raised the corner of his mouth, neither salty nor bland, and said: "Are you afraid?"
"What did you say?"
Chen Pojun's expression changed slightly, although Shen Chenfeng's words only contained three short words. But it was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.
Scared!
A dignified half-step master, the fourth master on the list of gods, is actually afraid of a disciple who is at the first level of god refining.
"Shen Chenfeng, it's a joke."
Chen Pojun was immediately furious, with a surging momentum coming from his whole body, and shouted loudly: "I am a master of half-step Dharma, why should I be afraid of you, a waste at the first level of god refining?"
"In that case, what are you excited about?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were bright, and his eyes contained a power that penetrated everything. He seemed to have seen through Chen Pojun's thoughts, and smiled coldly: "If you are not afraid of me, why don't you dare to come down and fight with me?"
"I can not?"
Chen Pojun's eyes were scarlet and his expression was ferocious.
"No wonder Chu Bingxian looks down on you."
Shen Chenfeng showed a playful expression on his lips and said: "You can only show off your words, but when it's time to take action, you back down. Not to mention Chu Bingxian, even I look down on you. You are so courageous, and you have the nerve to say that others are waste?"
boom!
The anger in Chen Pojun's heart exploded instantly like a volcano.
His eyes were red and he stared at Shen Chenfeng's figure, like an sworn enemy. He let out a fierce roar and said: "Shen Chenfeng, I'm going to kill you!"
After saying that, Chen Pojun rushed out madly.
He held a writing brush and was good at facing the wind. In an instant, it was like a spear, carrying an extremely powerful aura and sweeping straight over.
"Break it for me!"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were condensed, and he raised his hand and swung a knife.
In the fierce sword light, nine mountain peaks, eight seas, and a continent with countless figures appeared faintly, forming a complete world.
It’s the Great Wilderness Realm!
boom!
The cold sword light swept away.
The brush in Chen Pojun's hand was forcefully knocked out, leaving the door wide open.
"This man has half the cultivation level of Dharma, but he can't even block my sword. How can he be so weak?"
Shen Chenfeng was suspicious in his heart, but his movements were not slow.
His arm trembled, and the blade turned, slashing hard at Chen Pojun at a faster speed.
Chen Pojun froze on the spot, seemingly unable to react.
Until the blade came to him, a smile of successful conspiracy suddenly appeared on his lips.
"Shen Chenfeng, I didn't want to kill you. You brought all this on yourself."
Chen Pojun's whole body exuded a dark light, and the cold sword light struck his body, as if he was trapped, and was actually swallowed by the dark light.
"This is……"
Shen Chenfeng was shocked in his heart and quickly released his palm.
Waiting until the next moment, his sword was swallowed up cleanly in an instant.
"Swallow the Immortal Body!"
Shen Chenfeng looked surprised, this was an extremely rare physique.
"That's right, it means swallowing the immortal body."
Chen Pojun laughed wildly and rushed over, saying: "My body can swallow all energy. Whether it is magical powers or divine power, whether it is divine souls or holy souls, it can swallow them all. Shen Chenfeng, today I will swallow you Suck it dry and show you the power of it.”
"Rubber words!"
Shen Chenfeng frowned slightly, and then punched out.
His punch was extremely violent. Fifteen illusory dragons were wrapped around his arm. Their aura was stern, threatening to penetrate the entire space.
However.
Such terrifying power hit Chen Pojun like cotton.
Not only was all his strength lost, but there was also a terrifying devouring power coming from the opponent's body, as if all the power in his body was being pulled out.
"not good."
Shen Chenfeng quickly retreated, but Chen Pojun grabbed his wrist and said with a evil smile: "Shen Chenfeng, where are you running from? Let us see today, who is afraid?"
"Get out of my way."
Shen Chenfeng's face darkened and he shook his arms violently.
But Chen Pojun's body flashed with light, and the power in his arm was swallowed up in an instant.
"Shen Chenfeng, although the Devouring Immortal Body can swallow all energy, the cultivator's body is limited. If he absorbs enough power, he will no longer be able to absorb it. Otherwise, he will explode and die."
Sunny's voice suddenly sounded from within.
Shen Chenfeng shook his head and said: "Although the Jiutian Taixuan Sutra I practice is a top-grade heaven-level technique, and its divine power is dozens of times that of ordinary practitioners, I only have the cultivation level of the first level of god refining, and The gap in cultivation between Chen Pojun and Chen Pojun is really too big. If I wait until he has devoured enough, my strength will almost be exhausted."
"Besides, there is another way."
Qingtian groaned and said: "The Devouring Immortal Body can swallow all power. But if the power is too strong, it cannot be absorbed instantly."
"My sword skills haven't been refined to that level yet."
"But if you use sword skills, it will be equivalent to breaking the agreement with grandpa."
Shen Chenfeng's eyes flashed, and he said to himself: "It seems that I can only use that magical power."
