Chapter 1121： Wang Fengzhiwei

"Who is in charge of this place, let's come out and talk about the ideals of life." Half an hour later, Wang Feng appeared in front of a mountain peak of a sect and shouted.

His voice roared, enough to make every monk of this school hear clearly.

"Who is making a noise in front of the door and doesn't want to live anymore?" Almost as soon as Wang Feng's voice fell, a roar rang out in this school, full of tyrannical aura.

"Hehe." Hearing this, Wang Feng just smiled, and then he pressed his palm slightly into the void, and immediately there was an endless roar, and a huge palm print appeared on the sky of this school, as long as Wang Feng thought about it. With one move, this palm print was enough to razed this place to the ground.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for razing this place to the ground, I said to do it, only give you three breaths of time." Wang Feng opened his mouth, looking at the depths of this school.

Under his gaze, there was an old man sitting cross-legged. This old man possessed the strength of the late reincarnation stage, and he was definitely the head of this sect.

What Wang Feng said was actually meant for this person.

"I don't know why your Excellency came here." With a sigh, the old man finally got up and left the retreat. He naturally knew who was outside. The youngest disciple of the natural mountain had killed the semi-sacred Wang Feng.

Although this is only the news from the battlefield, they don't know whether it is true or not, but after all, countless people are spreading this matter, which shows that Wang Feng may have really killed Half Saint.

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask you, when the war broke out, where were you as a master in the late reincarnation stage?" Wang Feng's voice was calm, but the old man's expression changed.

More than half a year has passed since the war, why did Wang Feng bring up the matter?

"I don't know what you mean by asking this?" The old man asked with a faint glance.

"Don't worry about what I mean, you just need to answer my words, my patience is limited, don't challenge me." Wang Feng said, but it made many disciples of this school change their faces.

"Presumptuous, although you are a member of the natural mountain, our head is the master of a religion after all. How can you allow you to interrogate like this, can you represent the entire natural mountain?" At this time, a young disciple shouted loudly.

It was said that he was young and energetic, and this man didn't know Wang Feng's terribleness at all, so he said such a word at this moment.

In his opinion, although Wang Feng is strong, he is after all a disciple of the natural mountain, not the person in charge, and their leader is naturally above Wang Feng, so he shouted like that.

"To shut up."

Hearing the disciple's words, the face of the old man in the late reincarnation stage changed drastically. He wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"Is there any place for you to interrupt when I speak? Since you disagree with me like this, then I have no reason to keep you." While speaking, Wang Feng grabbed the palm of his hand, and suddenly the man's body began to move uncontrollably. Flying away with Wang Feng's palm, his eyes were shocked.

"Wang Feng, can you put him a way of life on the face of the old man?" At this moment, the old man in the late reincarnation stage asked.

"You? What are you, you are worthy of saving face with me. Whoever I want to kill is my freedom. Come and stop me from trying?"

Wang Feng spoke, and then his palm directly pinched the young man's neck, like he was carrying a little chicken.

"Kong has the strength of the Profound Moon Realm, but he is ignorant and offends seniors. I will grant you death now." Wang Feng said, and when his arm was hard, a click suddenly sounded, and the young man's neck was born by Wang Feng. Twist off.

Of course, as a monk at the Mystic Moon Realm level, this young man did not die, just a word from his mouth

(This chapter is not over, please turn the page) The screams were extremely screaming.

"stop."

Seeing this scene, the old man in the late reincarnation stage drank out loudly. At this moment, his expression was very ugly. He didn't expect that Wang Feng would kill his only personal disciple if he didn't agree with him.

You must know that he has spent a lot of effort on his disciples, and he is treated as an inheritor of the mantle. Wang Feng is now killing his disciples in front of him. Does this still put him in his eyes?

Besides, with so many people around him, if he doesn't even care about his own disciples, what is his dignity?

So even if he knew that Wang Feng was terrible, this old man burst out at this moment. If he doesn't have the slightest dignity, how is it different from death?

"You let me stop, do I have to stop?" Looking at the old man, Wang Feng sneered, and then his palm power broke out again. In an instant, the young man stopped his roaring and was already destroyed by Wang Feng.

"Even if you are from the natural mountain, we can be bullied by you in this way. Everyone will come together and kill this son for me." Seeing Wang Feng killed his disciple in front of everyone, this old man was already crazy. .

At this moment, he even ordered the monks of the whole sect to encircle and kill Wang Feng, frantic.

In fact, Wang Feng wanted him to do this, because only then could Wang Feng have an excuse to destroy them in one fell swoop.

Hundreds of cultivators attacked Wang Feng at this moment, and the power of one person was negligible, but once everyone was united, the power was increased by many times.

It's just that Wang Feng has even cut several half-sages, how could he be frightened by such a scene.

He hadn't thought about letting go of this school, so now he flipped his hand and took out the God Swallowing Pot directly.

The god-swallowing pot had no spirit, but when Wang Feng was on the battlefield, he used this magic pot to kill the creatures in the endless demon realm, and the condensed magic mist was already shocking the sky.

Even without the spirit, the power of the God Swallowing Pot has not diminished at all, and even stronger.

what!

The screams reverberated in this sect in an instant, just in the blink of an eye, more than two hundred monks died tragically under the magic mist of the God-Swallowing Pot, causing the old man in the late cycle of reincarnation to set off a storm in his heart.

He found himself just too impulsive.

It's just that he has done it now, and he has to send his arrow on the string. Once offended, he will score a life and death. He has no retreat.

"town!"

It was just that he hadn't waited until he started, and suddenly the sky filled with runes quickly shrouded him. This was a Primordial Rune, possessing a very strong suppression ability.

The old man didn't even understand what was going on. He felt that his meridians were completely sealed off, and he even lost the power to fly in the air.

His body is declining rapidly, making his complexion change drastically.

"On this strength, I dare to say to kill me, I think you really haven't woken up." Wang Feng's heart moved while he was speaking, and the power of the three days of rules immediately surrounded him, making the old man's complexion greatly changed.

He felt the crisis of death, and he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but under the ancient magic rune, not only was his realm blocked, he even couldn't even open his mouth to do it.

At this moment, he regretted very much. He regretted why he had to oppose Wang Feng and why he had to stand up for his disciple.

This is all right. Not only did his disciple die, but his school was destroyed, and now even he himself can't escape bad luck.

With a remorseful smile at the corner of his mouth, he was finally killed by the power of the rules of the middle three days, and even his soul did not escape.

"I only wanted to kill you, but you want other people to bury with you." Looking at each other

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Wang Feng shook his head after losing his life, and then he left the place directly.

There are still many monks living in this sect, and Wang Feng didn't take action against them, because their realm was too low. If they were to be killed, if it was a massacre, Wang Feng couldn't do that kind of conscience.

With the information in his mind, Wang Feng walked about thirty sects in just one day. These sects were those who did not participate in the war but jumped out afterwards.

Hiding when they should show up, and when they shouldn't share the benefits, they jumped together again.

In the previous sects, Wang Feng would also find some excuses to deal with them. After that, Wang Feng even omitted the excuses and went to directly inflict a devastating blow on their head.

At the same time, he also let out a word, if these sects do not disband, Wang Feng will wipe them out.

If it is threatened by others, these people will certainly not take it seriously, but the person who speaks is Wang Feng, and they have to take it seriously.

Who is Wang Feng?

That was able to kill half-holy people, and at the same time he was a disciple of the natural mountain, and his various identities were enough to overwhelm these people.

"Ok?"

When Wang Feng came to another force, he was stunned, because there were no ghost shadows, let alone monks, except for the broken walls.

Looking at this scene, it was more like being ransacked.

"What's going on here?" Suddenly Wang Feng's expression moved, and he detained a young man hidden in the ruins.

"I... it's none of my business." Being carried by Wang Feng, the young man suddenly showed fear.

"I ask you what's going on here, is it because someone has been here before?" Wang Feng asked.

"It was the head instructing them to pack their things and leave here." The teenager said, his body trembling slightly.

Obviously he was very afraid of Wang Feng, afraid that Wang Summit would kill him here.

"I evacuated myself?"

A different color appeared on Wang Feng's face, which was quite strange.

These people wanted to hear the wind, so they ran away ahead of time.

"Yes...yes." The boy nodded, afraid to look at Wang Feng.

"Then why are you still here?"

"I...I practiced underground, and they forgot about me when they evacuated." The boy said, his expression aggrieved.

"Okay, you go, there is nothing wrong with you here." Letting go of the boy, Wang Feng left the place directly.

His original intention was to break up these sects, and since they have already withdrawn, Wang Feng doesn't care about them Thank you seniors for not killing them. "Seeing that he was let go, the young man's expression was shocked, and he galloped to the horizon almost in the blink of an eye, fearing that he would use all the energy of breastfeeding.

After he left, Wang Feng went to other sects one after another, but the further this was, the cleaner these sects moved. There was even a sect when Wang Feng drove out, there was only a big pit on the ground. Obviously these People moved all those buildings away, leaving nothing behind.

Seeing these scenes, Wang Feng could only give a wry smile, and these people did a little too hard.

There are many situations like this. In the end, Wang Feng didn’t go through the entire middle three days, because those people knew that he would go, so they packed up early and ran away. The things he had to deal with were almost finished, so he went back to Hunyuan The palace is gone.

Many of the cultivators who returned from the battlefield died in this struggle for rights and status, so dismantling these forces was the last thing Wang Feng could do for them.

(End of this chapter)

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