Chapter 1942： The wind passes without a trace

Fantasy: My Sect's Billions of Points of Power Text Chapter 1942 Feng Guo Wuhen Among the people present, only the strong Buddhists and those who knew Wang Feng well did not have the slightest concern about Wang Feng, but instead Full of jokes, Confucians really don’t know the lesson!

Guan Zizi looked at the Confucian strong man with a happy face and couldn't help but shake his head.

Fang Zhengru is indeed powerful. Looking at the whole world, he can be ranked among the top. But compared to Wang Feng, he is more than a step behind. To be precise, the so-called geniuses in the world can compare with Wang Feng. Not much.

In terms of understanding of Wang Feng, even Guiyao and others at this moment cannot compare with him. After all, after meeting Wang Feng, Guiyao and others have not really seen Wang Feng's strength. Their recognition of Wang Feng, It's more based on past perceptions.

At the same time, facing Fang Zhengru's challenge, Wang Feng's expression did not change at all. He calmly stood up and landed on the ring with a slight movement.

Looking at Wang Feng who was taking it easy, Fang Zhengru narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly became vigilant.

It's not that he is arrogant. With his name, ordinary people can't be so calm in front of him. Even the genius of the fifth realm of heaven will feel uneasy, but Wang Feng can be so calm. Just because of this His courage was enough for him to take him seriously.

If Fang Zhengru can reach this point, he will naturally not be as aloof as other geniuses. He will never underestimate anyone. Once he fights, he will give it his all.

"Confucianism, Fang Zhengru!"

Fang Zhengru cupped his hands towards Wang Feng, his deep eyes flashing with a shocking fighting spirit.

"boom…!"

Then, an extremely powerful aura burst out from him. The originally gentle man suddenly became violent and domineering. The terrifying aura that seemed to destroy the world shook the entire arena.

Under this momentum, the entire arena was filled with a heavy and oppressive force that made people almost suffocate.

I thought that Wang Feng would not be relaxed under his own momentum, but what made Fang Zhengru's face darken was that Wang Feng still looked calm and calm.

This made Fang Zhengru suddenly feel uneasy in his heart.

On the other side, many powerful onlookers also turned their attention to the arena where Wang Feng and the two were, including those geniuses who had not yet entered the battle.

Of course, what they were looking at was not Wang Feng, but Fang Zhengru.

So far, Fang Zhengru is the first top genius to take action. No one wants to miss the opportunity to see Fang Zhengru's strength. Those geniuses who are in the same realm as Fang Zhengru are thinking about whether Wang Feng can last longer. , let Fang Zhengru show his strength as much as possible, so that they can estimate the chance of winning against Fang Zhengru.

It can be said that more than 99% of the powerful people present do not think Wang Feng can defeat Fang Zhengru. The only thing worthy of their speculation is how long Wang Feng can last.

In a corner on the top floor, there were dozens of figures sitting. One of them looked at Wang Feng in the ring, with an unfathomable light shining in his eyes.

This group of people are the powerful members of the Heaven Master clan, and that figure is the new Yinji Saint Emperor Demon of the Heaven Master clan, and is also the Xuan Cha Great Demon of the Shenxian Sect.

Next to the Great Demon Xuan Cha, sat a burly figure wearing a red robe. This person was the powerful Jie of the Heaven Master Clan who escorted the Great Demon Xuan Cha and others to the Holy City of Ten Thousand Stars. He had a sufficient level of cultivation. Reaching the eighth realm of heaven, his strength is unfathomable.

"Sir, this boy is quite powerful. After his defeat, you may go and recruit him."

At this time, Jie's eyes flashed, and while looking at Wang Feng on the ring, he suggested to the Great Demon Xuansha.

"Oh? Mr. Jie thinks he will lose?"

"Huh? Do you think he will win?"

Hearing the rhetorical question from the Great Demon of Xuan Cha, Jie was a little confused and couldn't help but ask, his words filled with surprise.

"Who knows."

The Great Demon Xuancha smiled enigmatically and said nothing, causing Jie and the other strong men beside him to be confused.

"boom…!"

On the other side, Fang Zhengru on the stage was the first to be unable to bear it any longer. Vast power fluctuations spread out from his hands, and the Confucian and Taoist laws converged into mantras, which were like a giant mountain billions of feet in size, heading towards Wang Feng to suppress it.

"Trapped in the ground, suppressed the soul, awakened the insects...!"

At this moment, Fang Zhengru seemed to have turned into a curse mage, bursting out a series of negative mantras, trying to turn the entire arena into his own battlefield.

Wang Feng, who was in it, narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully felt the offensive of mantras transformed by these Confucian and Taoist laws.

This Fang Zhengru is worthy of being the top genius of Confucianism. His fighting ability is not comparable to that of Zhang Chen before him. From Fang Zhengru, Wang Feng truly felt the power of a strong Confucian man. That aura of righteousness seemed to make people's hearts sway. There is an innate desire to surrender.

If the other geniuses were under such a terrifying offensive, they would have been in a hurry. Even the geniuses of the same level would not dare to ignore Fang Zhengru's attacks.

Unfortunately, he was facing Wang Feng!

A cheating monster, an existence that cannot be treated with common sense.

"Qiang...!"

The crisp sound of sword chants instantly resounded in the arena. The shining Taiyan Demonic Sword appeared in Wang Feng's hand. An icy cold light shone on the sword. Just one glance seemed to be able to pierce a person's soul. .

Everyone can see that the Taiyan Demonic Sword in Wang Feng's hand is extraordinary, but no one can see its grade. Even the experts in the Eighth Heavenly Dao Realm can hardly peek at it.

Many powerful men squinted their eyes and stared at the domineering and powerful Taiyan Demonic Sword in Wang Feng's hand, with small thoughts emerging in their hearts.

"call…!"

Wang Feng breathed out lightly, holding the Taiyan Demonic Sword with the tip of the sword facing behind him. UU Reading made a gesture of drawing the sword. As soon as this action was made, an inexplicable depression filled the entire arena. .

In an instant, the environment on the arena seemed to have slowed down countless times, and all movement stopped. The offensive burst out by Fang Zhengru hung motionless in mid-air. Even Fang Zhengru, who was condensing his moves, did not move. becomes extremely slow.

The wind stopped, the air stopped, everything stopped.

"This...this is...?"

In the distance, when the strong onlookers saw this scene, their pupils shrank, and they stood up suddenly. They stared in disbelief at the arena that seemed to be at rest. The faces of many Confucian strongmen who were originally in high spirits all turned gloomy. , a feeling of uneasiness emerged in my heart.

"Buzz...!"

When everyone was shocked, a clear sound of sword chanting was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire inner city of Ten Thousand Stars Holy City.

At this moment, no one knew what happened, and no one could see Wang Feng's stance. When they reacted and looked towards the ring, Wang Feng had already appeared behind Fang Zhengru.

At the same time, everything on the arena also dissipated, such as Fang Zhengru's offensive, all disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

"boom…!"

A breeze blew by, and a dull roar spread. Fang Zhengru's body was broken into countless pieces and fell onto the ring. The blood shining with golden light eroded the ring made of unknown divine iron. Big holes!