Suddenly, those who collapsed on the ground could no longer bear it. They vomited blood and fainted.
However, those who are above the level of heaven have escaped from the scope of Feng Wuwei's momentum, so they are not affected any more.
Wu can't help but worry more about Zheng Yuan.
Now Feng Wuwei is really terrible. He can make people below the prefecture level seriously injured just by his momentum.
It's easy for him to kill Zheng Yuan.
She sighed in her heart: "Zheng Yuan clearly can escape, why do you want to run back to die? Does he really not know that Feng Wuwei is terrible? "
Zheng Yuan looked at Feng Wuwei and said coldly, "Feng Wuwei, your weakness is a fact. No matter how you force it, it's useless. Now let's see what is really strong momentum."
As he spoke, his right hand became dark.
Then, an invisible breath of death gushed out like a tornado.
In an instant, Feng Wuwei's immortal weather was completely defeated by the momentum of death.
Feng Wuwei couldn't help changing his face: "how can this be possible?"
He was invincible, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Zheng Yuan so easily.
So for a moment, he couldn't accept it.
Zheng Yuan said without expression: "as I said, nothing in the world is impossible to me."
He said, and slowly forced Feng Wuwei.
The momentum of death also spread rapidly with his steps, and soon covered Feng Wuwei completely.
Feng Wuwei suddenly felt a little chilly.
And I feel a threat of death.
He couldn't help changing his face and exclaiming: "what a terrible momentum."
Since his cultivation reached heaven level or above, he did not know what cold was, let alone the feeling of death.
Now it's the first time in 40 years.
However, after all, he was a strong man, so he took a deep breath and calmed down completely.
Immediately, he felt an unspeakable anger.
He felt very insulted.
There is absolutely no one in the world who can make him afraid.
Only he can be feared.
Feng Wuwei roared: "boy, if you want to be arrogant in front of me, you are not qualified."
Then he let out his momentum again.
However, as soon as his momentum was less than five meters away, he could not enter any more.
With Zheng Yuan constantly approaching, Feng Wuwei's momentum was compressed back again.
Zheng Yuan's steps were very regular and rhythmic. When he stepped on the ground, he made a strange sound, like a lullaby.
Weak minded people can't help shivering.
Although Feng Wuwei is not so cowardly, he has a strange feeling that he seems to be completely in control of Zheng Yuan's hands. He can't escape from Zheng Yuan's hands in attack or retreat.
In a flash, he felt a sense of frustration that he could not fight against.
There was a shock in his heart.
What's going on?
Haven't I reached Xiantian?
I'm invincible, aren't I?
Why do I feel powerless when facing a defeated general?
The last time he was powerless, it was more than 50 years ago.
At that time, he was a prefectural cultivation, facing a strong inborn strong, he had such a feeling of frustration that he was unable to fight.
However, in the end, he fought with Superman fighting spirit and smart mind to escape.
Suddenly, Feng Wuwei thought of a possibility.
He glared at Zheng Yuan: "you have reached the immortal heaven?"
However, he immediately denied: "impossible, absolutely impossible."
Ten days ago, Zheng Yuan was just born later.
So how can you jump half a step to Xiantian and reach Xiantian.
Even if Zheng Yuan encountered any adventure under the cliff, it could only reach half a step into the immortal sky.Although there is only half a step between Xiantian and banbu Xiantian, they are quite different.
It takes not only a long time to condense the Qi, but also a long time to realize it. Therefore, it can not be achieved in just a few days.
For example, it took him more than 30 years to be promoted from banbu Xiantian to Xiantian.
So no matter from which aspect, Zheng Yuan can't jump two levels in a row. He jumped into Xiantian from the late congenital stage.
The corner of Zheng Yuan's mouth passed a trace of ridicule: "as I said, Xiantian is rubbish in front of me."
Feng Wuwei knew that Zheng Yuan was constantly gathering momentum. If he was allowed to fill it up, he would never have any resistance.
So he didn't hesitate any more. He gave a sharp drink, then flew up and hit hard with one punch: "boy, don't pretend to be forced any more. Today, I'll show you the horror of Xiantian."
Before his words came down, people attacked Zheng Yuan and hit him in the chest with one blow.
His attack was not only fierce and quick, but also powerful, just like a missile attack.
Even the people who watched the melon at a distance of 100 meters were swept away by the strength of their fists.
Those above the level of heaven were only swept back five steps.
And the people below the level of heaven were hit so that they spat blood at the mouth and flew ten steps away.
What a terrible attack power!
Zheng Yuan's clothes and hair were swept to flutter.
However, he was calm from beginning to end.
I saw the left palm in a leisurely way, and easily blocked Feng Wuwei's huge fist.
He wanted to grab the fist of the goods.
But the fist of that product is too big.
"Boy, die for me."
Feng Wuwei let out a loud drink, and his power soared in an instant, trying to break Zheng Yuan's left hand.
However, Zheng Yuan's left palm twisted strangely, which defeated Feng Wuwei's powerful skill.
Seeing that Zheng Yuan resisted his attack with only his left hand, Feng Wuwei's face changed greatly: "how did you do it?"
He already felt that Zheng Yuan's skill was much stronger than ten days ago.
But he still doesn't believe that Zheng Yuan really has the strength of Xiantian.
"Now it's your turn to pick me up."
Zheng Yuan said, his right hand into a claw on the past.
Feng Wuwei passed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Then he made a mistake and dodged to seven steps. He easily avoided Zheng Yuan's attack.
After Zheng Yuan's attack, he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue it. Instead, he shouldered his hands again.
He looked at Feng Wuwei, light way: "you lost."
Feng Wuwei was stunned, then laughed wildly, full of contempt: "boy, are you daydreaming? Why do you say that... "
However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt an unspeakable pain in his chest.
Then, the chest clothes burst.
At the same time, a stream of fresh blood came out like a fountain.