Chapter 3921： I'm angry, know?

The clone soon descended on this star under the control of Wang Feng, because this clone was only a clone and did not have a heavenly eye, so Wang Feng could only control his clone to go according to the place said by this **** operator.

The great prince was hiding in a valley at this moment. The valley was not only very hidden, but even covered by formations. In this way, even if a monk came to the stars, it might not be possible to find the trace of the great prince.

"There seems to be no trace of the emperor."

When he came to this formation, Wang Feng's clone did not find the emperor's trace, and it seemed that this guy hadn't come here.

Perceiving such a change, Wang Feng's deity did not hesitate, and directly abandoned the **** fortune teller and went straight to the star.

The purpose of Wang Feng's coming here is to kill the prince. Since the prince is not protected by the emperor, what can Wang Feng hesitate about?

He will destroy this great prince first, and even if the emperor finds here, Wang Feng and the **** fortune teller will have already escaped by then, where can he go to find someone?

Arriving on this death star, Wang Feng can perceive that this star is very different from other death stars. First of all, there is a faint halo on the surface of this star. The power of the great avenue is blocked. Under such circumstances, if someone can practice in it, the speed should not be slow.

This is like a natural barrier, which can make the monks above the stars get a lot of benefits.

When Wang Feng looked at the place where the eldest prince was with his heavenly eyes, he even discovered that the place where the eldest prince was currently was covered with incomparable spiritual energy, and there was even a lot of power of the great avenue rotating around him.

This guy has already gone farther than Wang Feng on the road to the mid-level of the Immortal Martial Realm. If he continues to practice like this, he is afraid that it will not be long before he can break through to the mid-level of the Immortal Martial Realm.

Why did someone have an incomparably powerful father? If his father gave him the correct guidance, his cultivation level should be much easier than Wang Feng. After all, he has expert guidance and resources. Is it possible not to improve?

The old saying goes well, if this pig stands on the vent, he can take off.

What's more, this prince is not a pig, but a young monk with excellent cultivation talent.

Under these conditions, his cultivation is naturally more powerful. If Wang Feng does not come here, the ghost knows when he can break through to the middle stage of the Xianwu realm.

But now that Wang Feng is here, he, the great prince, shouldn't even want to cultivate and break through the realm here. Wang Feng will definitely destroy his cultivation.

"Is it here?"

Almost as soon as Wang Feng’s eyes saw the great prince, the great prince also discovered where Wang Feng was, and a sneer appeared on his face.

The last time the fortune teller estimated the prince, the prince had actually felt it, but what he didn't expect was that this time someone came to calculate him again. Did he really think that the prince was a muddle?

After calculating him again and again, his elder prince also has anger in his heart. Now that the Lord appears, he can just compete with each other.

Leaving the place of his retreat directly, the great prince stepped out of it in one step, and looked at the avatar of Wang Feng outside the formation.

"Who are you?" Wang Feng is now in disguise, so the prince did not recognize Wang Feng's identity at once.

"Don't you know who I am?" A sneer appeared on Wang Feng's face when he heard the prince's words, and then he raised his palm and patted the prince.

When the master appeared, Wang Feng couldn't bear even the clone, so he shot directly.

"court death!"

Seeing this scene, a sneer appeared on the face of the eldest prince, and then he fought back in the same way.

He didn't realize that this was just a clone of someone else. He thought that this was the righteous master who had been calculating him, so his idea at the moment was very simple, that is, to kill this person.

Although Wang Feng's clone also possesses Wang Feng's certain strength, this clone is only a clone after all. Under the palm of the big prince, Wang Feng's clone retreats directly and is not its opponent.

It seems that this big prince is not wasting his time at this time, he has got a lot of improvement here, Wang Feng's clone is also an early-level powerhouse in the realm of Xianwu, but now he even has a palm of the big prince. Can't catch it.

It seems that the cultivation base of this great prince has almost reached the middle stage of the immortal martial realm, otherwise his cultivation base could not be so strong.

"Hmph, even at this point of cultivation level, I dare to attack my Highness's idea. I think you really do not live or die."

Seeing that he shot the opponent out with a palm, the prince couldn't help showing a hint of sarcasm.

Even with such a little fighting power, I dare to calculate his whereabouts. Isn't this seeking a dead end?

"Naturally, this clone alone cannot do anything to you, but if I come in person, what can you do to me?"

At this moment, a voice of sneer came, and Wang Feng’s deity had already rushed over. When his deity descended here, his clone swept towards his deity and merged into it. .

"Your clone?"

Hearing Wang Feng's words, the eldest prince's face showed an unexpected look, because he didn't expect that the person just now was just a clone of this person. He was blinded and didn't see clearly.

"What's the ability to bully my clone? Come and try to attack me now?" Wang Feng sneered.

"Do you think I dare not?" Hearing this, the eldest prince showed a sneer on his face, and then he rushed towards Wang Feng, as if he was going to fight Wang Feng at close range.

To be honest, Wang Feng's most feared way of fighting is this kind of close hand-to-hand combat. The prince still wants to defeat him in this way. Isn't that funny?

"Good come, let you see who is the real melee king!"

While talking, Wang Feng's cultivation strength completely exploded. Since he came to kill the prince , there would be no tentative attacks on Wang Feng, and his move was a killer move.

Tear~

It was like tearing a piece of cloth. The prince had just approached Wang Feng, and one of his arms was directly torn off by Wang Feng, dripping with blood.

"what."

There was a loud cry in his mouth, and the prince didn't seem to have expected that Wang Feng would be so cruel. He simply didn't expect it at all.

"Ah what, the next thing you will face is death."

Just tore off one of the opponent’s arms, it couldn’t hurt his roots at all, so what Wang Feng had to do next was bloody, he wanted to use his hands to forcibly tear the big prince in half. .

An arm has been broken in Wang Feng's hands. The prince finally understood the opponent's melee strength. Under such circumstances, how dare he go face to face with Wang Feng? He straightened back a long way. Some distance, looking at Wang Feng in the air like this.

At the place of his broken arm, a new arm is gradually evolving, and the reshaping of the broken arm is not a difficult task for monks of their level. It only takes a little effort.

Of course, this reshaped arm is definitely a little different from the previous arm, and it takes time to strengthen it to reach the original shape.

Destroying Wang Feng's clone made the prince mistakenly believe that Wang Feng could easily deal with it, but now he paid the price for what he did.

"You have made me angry, you know?" Looking at Wang Feng, the prince growled.

He still hasn't recognized Wang Feng's identity. If he recognizes Wang Feng's identity, he would not dare to say this sentence.