Chapter 1220

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
"Then I'll tell you now."

The corners of Feng Wuchen's mouth evoked a playful sneer, and he walked out in vain.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Wang Feng did not expect the sudden attack. Although he had noticed it, he had no time to avoid it. With a bang, the domineering force shocked Wang Feng to vomit blood. Delicate wooden shelf for storing your baby.

"So fast! This person's strength is unfathomable, he can't see his cultivation at all, and he dares to take action in the guild." Yang Qingwu frowned again, secretly shocked by Feng Wuchen's strength.

You must know that Wang Feng is also in the early stage of Tianjun. Feng Wuchen can vomit blood with one punch, and his strength is at least Tianjun level.

What shocked Yang Qingwu even more was that Feng Wuchen dared to hurt people in such a sacred place as the Artifact Refiner Guild.

The guild hall was dead silent, and everyone's shocked eyes turned to Feng Wuchen.

One is to shock Feng Wuchen's strength and terrifying speed, and the other is to shock Feng Wuchen's courage.

Even if Wang Feng was injured, he dared to take action in the guild, ignoring the existence of the guild, and breaking the rules of the guild.

None of the guild's guards intervened, they all looked like they were watching a play.

"Do you know my identity now?" Feng Wuchen asked with an expressionless face.

"Bastard! How dare you attack me!" Wang Feng was furious, unable to bear it any longer, his terrifying murderous aura erupted, and he madly rushed towards Feng Wuchen.

The injured Wang Feng had little impact, and his speed and strength were still strong.

"Wang Feng, stop!" Yang Qingwu hurriedly drank it coldly, but she couldn't stop the furious Wang Feng.

Wang Feng arrived in the blink of an eye, punching fiercely towards Feng Wuchen, the attack was fierce, and he looked like he wanted to kill Feng Wuchen with one punch.

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen's face did not change, and he punched him on the spot, with a bang, and the fierce force rolled out like a gust of wind.

"What? How is this possible..." What Wang Feng couldn't believe was that his fierce punch was easily resisted by Feng Wuchen without frowning.

"Humph!" Feng Wuchen sneered contemptuously.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's contemptuous eyes, Wang Feng was burning with anger, his face was instantly hideous, his veins swelled, and terrifying power began to burst out wildly.

"Only the strength of the physical body can resist the strength of Wang Feng. This child is not simple, and his strength is very powerful." An old man frowned and said secretly, looking at Feng Wuchen with his old eyes.

"The power of Tian Yuan is not activated, and he can resist Wang Feng's power with one punch. This person's cultivation base is higher than Wang Feng's. The guild prohibits fighting, but the guards don't care at all. With a solemn expression.

"Wang Feng, who is usually arrogant and domineering, finally kicked the iron plate this time. This kid is very strong, and his background is not simple. I see how Wang Feng ends." Another young master sneered inwardly.

Even though the people present knew Wang Feng, no one stood up to help Wang Feng.

They are not stupid. How could a sacred place like the guild allow fighting?

Once they do it, they will break the rules of the guild. No matter how strong their power is, they will not dare to offend the Craft Refiner Guild.

Another point is that Feng Wuchen shot and injured Wang Feng, but none of the guild's guards shot to stop it, which is very abnormal.

There is only one possibility, and that is that Feng Wuchen's identity is very terrifying, so terrifying that the guild is afraid.

"Wang Feng! Stop it!" Yang Qingwu snorted coldly again, she knew that if she continued to fight, Wang Feng would be worried about her life.

However, Wang Feng was so angry that he couldn't listen at all.

"Stinky boy! How dare you underestimate me! Die!" Wang Feng roared furiously, and the moment he closed his fist, he blasted it out again.

"boom!"

"puff!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen was still standing still, and he didn't mobilize the slightest power. He just closed his fists and met them again. With a bang, Wang Feng vomited blood in vain, and flew out backwards, and the terrifying power spread. Come, the hall vibrated, and a huge cobweb-like crack burst out on the ground.

This fierce head-to-head hit caused Wang Feng to be seriously injured.

"This is impossible! He didn't even have the strength to motivate me, so he could seriously injure me with his physical body! This is absolutely impossible!" Wang Feng was horrified, he couldn't believe that a man younger than him could be so terrifying. strength.

In the guild hall, the expressions of Yang Qingwu and others became more and more shocked, and many people's eyes widened.

With all his strength, Wang Feng was no match for Feng Wuchen's physical strength!

How terrifying is Feng Wuchen's strength?

Wang Feng was severely injured, and the guards of the guild remained motionless, and anyone could see that Feng Wuchen had a lot of background.

The guild was dead silent, and no one spoke, not even Yang Qingwu dared to speak indiscriminately.

With such a big movement, it was normal times. The guild's refiners and even the deacon elders had already come out, but now no one has seen it.

The top level of the Refiner Guild has long known that Feng Wuchen had just appeared in the guild, and there were already guards to report.

But no one intervened.

"What are you doing? Didn't you see him beating? Don't take him down!" Wang Feng, who was seriously injured, was so angry that he didn't notice anything wrong, but instead yelled at the guild guards.

Even so, the guild guards remained motionless, not even looking at Wang Feng.

"Who the hell is he? There are not many people who can shock the guild. You can count them, but you have never seen this person." Yang Qingwu was full of curiosity about Feng Wuchen.

It's a pity that they couldn't attend the Item Refining Conference at that time, and they didn't know Feng Wuchen's identity, maybe the higher-ups of their forces knew.

Wang Feng struggled to get up, glared at Feng Wuchen, and immediately made a mark, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Stinky boy, you don't want to leave the guild alive today!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen didn't change his expression.

With Feng Wuchen's current strength, even if there is no Refiner Guild, he is not afraid of the Wang family at all.

Wang Feng sent the news back to the Wang family. Since the guild doesn't care, then use the power of the Wang family.

"Stupid guy!" Yang Qingwu scolded in her heart, she could see that Wang Feng was going to send rescue troops.

Others in the hall were looking forward to it.

After the senior officials of the Wang family received the news, they rushed to the Refiner Guild as soon as possible.

After a while, a tyrannical breath spread.

"The head of the Wang family, Wang Chongshan, is here!" Someone said in horror.

"Who hurt my son?" Before anyone arrived, the angry shouts had already spread to the Refiner Guild.

"Stinky boy, the guild doesn't care, my Wang family is in charge! I see how you die!" Wang Feng said fiercely, wishing to smash Feng Wuchen into ten thousand pieces.

"Really?" Feng Wuchen was still unafraid.

Soon, Wang Chongshan and the three elders of the Wang family rushed into the hall angrily, scaring everyone in the hall to avoid them.

"Father! It's him! It's him! Quickly kill him!" Wang Feng came to the door with serious injuries, and pointed at Feng Wuchen and said angrily. (To be continued)