"Great Destruction Technique!"
After hearing Elder Punishment's answer, the expressions of the masters on the God List, Chu Bingxian, Lei Qingcheng, Li Guo and Yan Baihu, suddenly changed.
The art of great supernatural power is the ultimate in art.
By condensing ninety-nine magical powers with the same attributes together, a great magical power can be formed. The power far exceeds all magical powers and can be compared to fairy magic.
However, it is extremely difficult to condense great magical powers.
Let’s not talk about the ninety-nine magical powers with the same attributes, where to find them. Just saying that activating so many magical powers at the same time is simply not something that can be accomplished in the God Refining Realm.
But Shen Chenfeng was unbelievable.
He actually imprinted ninety-nine kinds of magical powers on the natal talisman seal, and then activated them together to form a great magical power.
Although every time it is used, the magical power on the natal talisman will dissipate. You need to re-concentrate your magical power before you can continue to use it, which is extremely time-consuming and energy-consuming.
But it is undeniable that the great supernatural power is infinitely powerful.
With one blow, a space of ten thousand meters in radius was instantly destroyed.
This is simply not something that any magical power can do.
"Who else?"
Shen Chenfeng put away his natal talisman seal, his expression full of indifference.
It seemed that killing Chen Pojun was just a trivial matter to him.
He ignored the horrified looks of the people around him and said in a wild voice, "Who else among you wants to challenge my majesty, Shen Chenfeng?"
The sound fell and the space became silent.
The crowd looked at the empty space, but no one dared to answer.
Are you kidding me?
Even Chen Pojun, who was fourth on the list of gods, was ruthlessly killed by Shen Chenfeng.
Who else can be Shen Chenfeng's opponent?
"Who else?"
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were wild and arrogant, and he shouted loudly: "Which of you dares to fight me?"
Everyone lowered their heads, their eyes flickered, and they didn't dare to speak.
"I'm not talking anymore."
Shen Chenfeng glanced at the crowd, and his voice shook the sky, saying: "Just now, you were shouting crazily, saying you wanted to kill me, and give Chu Bingxian a bad breath. What's wrong now, are all of you mute?"
"I, Chen Chenfeng, wish to die today."
"Let me ask everyone here, who of you can kill me?"
boom!
The wild and domineering voice seemed to be shocking, making everyone's hearts tremble.
Begging for death, what an arrogant voice.
But no one present dared to speak.
"Just now you called me a waste, you called me rubbish, and each of you scolded me more vigorously than the other. But now, I, Shen Chenfeng, want to die, and none of you dare to challenge me."
Shen Chenfeng's face looked grim and he shouted loudly: "If I am trash, if I am trash, who are you?"
Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads instantly.
The disciples who had just spoken coldly to Shen Chenfeng felt their faces burning.
yes.
If Shen Chenfeng is trash and trash, aren't they worse than trash?
"Which of you can give me death?"
Shen Chenfeng's arrogant voice continued to echo in the space, saying: "Is there no one in the majestic Great Wilderness Immortal Sect? Can't even deal with a piece of trash?"
"Shen Chenfeng, you've had enough."
At this moment, a man finally couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out his body.
He held a sharp sword in his hand, and said, "In normal times, I may not be your opponent. But you have fought three games in a row, suffered a serious loss of strength, and have exhausted all your great supernatural powers. How dare you be so arrogant?"
"Junior Brother Zhao."
Chu Bingxian was secretly shocked and wanted to say something.
The young man named Zhao Lintong, who was ranked tenth on the list of gods, shouted loudly and said, "Since you want to die so much, then I will help you and send you back to the west."
"kill!"
Zhao Lintong shouted loudly, his figure flashed, and he reached Shen Chenfeng in one step.
Then his body swayed, and countless figures split from his body, each using different magical powers to kill Shen Chenfeng from all directions.
"This is……"
"Illusion God Sword Technique."
"When a sword flies out, it can split into countless phantoms. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and the power is extremely powerful."
The crowd was shaken in their hearts and were talking quietly.
Shen Chenfeng looked cold and waved his palm violently.
The terrifying sword light flew into the air and pointed directly at one of the figures.
"How can this be?"
The figure being pointed at turned pale with shock, with a look of horror on his face, and said, "Shen Chenfeng, how can you tell who I am?"
"die!"
Shen Chenfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his body suddenly flickered.
By the next moment, he had appeared behind Zhao Lintong.
Click!
Zhao Lintong's body trembled, and a line of blood shot out from his throat, slowly falling from the air.
boom!
The crowd trembled inwardly, and the voices of discussion disappeared instantly.
The punishment elder even narrowed his eyes, and a cold light seemed to flash in his eyes.
died.
Zhao Lintong, who was ranked tenth on the list of gods, was actually obliterated by Shen Chenfeng with one move.
"waste!"
Shen Chenfeng put away his sword, his face was calm, and he glanced in all directions again, saying: "I, Shen Chenfeng, beg for death today. Who among you can grant me death?"
quiet.
Deathly silence.
No matter how arrogant the sound was, no one dared to speak out.
Yan Baihu tightly grasped the flying sword in his hand, and the cold light in his eyes flashed crazily. But Chu Bingxian was at the side, pulling Yan Baihu's sleeve and shaking his head secretly.
She knew deeply how terrifying Shen Chenfeng's strength was.
What is shown now is just a drop in the bucket.
If he were to use the Heaven-Bearing Sword Technique, let alone Yan Baihu, even Meng Haoran, who was number one on the list of gods, would probably not be his opponent.
"The Conferred Gods Competition is coming soon. If you really want to fight Shen Chenfeng, it's not too late to wait until the Conferred Gods List."
Chu Bingxian used a secret method to transmit sound, and Yan Baihu was silent for a long time before finally letting go of his hand.
"Who can grant me death?"
The arrogant voice kept flying in the air.
Shen Chenfeng shouted three times in a row, but when no one answered, he showed a sneer on his face and said: "You were shouting at me just now to kill me, but now I take the initiative to ask for death, and none of you dare to take action. The Great Desolate Immortal Sect, for countless days Is this your level as a proud man?"
After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed, including everyone, and said: "Trash, garbage!"
boom!
Shen Chenfeng's action instantly angered everyone, and they all stared.
One of the disciples roared angrily: "Shen Chenfeng, what are you so proud of? Even if you can kill Chen Pojun, you are definitely no match for Meng Haoran who is number one on the list of gods."
"Whether I am your opponent or not..."
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were like lightning. He stared at the disciple and said, "Are you dissatisfied with me?"
"I……"
The disciple's eyes were horrified and he quickly lowered his head.
"Since you don't accept it."
Shen Chenfeng sneered and said, "Get down and fight me."
The disciple's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly hid in the crowd, never daring to come out again.
"Since you don't dare to challenge me, then stop being so impudent in front of me."
Shen Chenfeng showed deep disdain on his face, pointed at everyone, and shouted again: "Trash, garbage."
This time, the whole place was dead silent.
The crowd fell silent for an instant, and no one dared to speak out again.
