Chapter 2286

"Donghuang Wuji, the Sword Saint of the Megatron Seven Gods Realm!"

"Is Ye Jianying's master? It's really powerful, that sword is too terrifying! It can actually resist the power of the strong in the holy world!"

"East Emperor Wuji's strength is more terrifying than Fenghunshan!"

Emperor Mie and many other top powerhouses were all shocked by Donghuang Wuji's fierce strength.

"Is he the master? It's amazing!"

Although Yang Meier knew that she had a Sword Saint Master, but this was the first time she saw it, she was shocked, and looked at Donghuang Wuji with a pretty face.

Donghuang Wuji is known as the Sword Saint of the Seven Gods Realm, and he possesses super strong sword techniques, so his strength is self-evident.

Since Donghuang Wuji received Zhuyuya's attack, it was concluded that it was stronger than Fenghunshan.

"I haven't seen you for many years. I never imagined that Donghuang Wuji's strength has reached such a level that he is not under this seat." Fenghunshan was also secretly shocked.

When it comes to the overlord of the Seven Gods Realm, Donghuang Wuji is well-deserved.

It's just that Donghuang Wuji doesn't care about these false names.

"Zhusha, I haven't seen you for many years, your cultivation has improved a lot." Donghuang Wuji smiled indifferently, and did not panic at all because he faced the powerful people in the holy world.

Zhu Sha shook his head and said coldly, "You shouldn't come either. You are just like a ghost slave. You are too stupid to come even knowing that you are dead."

Donghuang Wuji smiled lightly and said, "I don't think about it so much. My apprentices and grandchildren are all here. If I don't come, won't I let my apprentices and grandchildren be bullied?"

"Master knows me?" Yang Mei'er was startled.

"Miehun, Xiaoyou Feng, are you all right?" Donghuang Wuji glanced at Miehun and Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen shook his head slightly and said, "It's fine, thank you, Senior Donghuang."

Mie Soul said solemnly: "East Emperor Wuji, be careful."

"Do you think this old man can defeat them?" Donghuang Wuji shook his head helplessly.

There are thirty-three people on the other side.

"..." Mie Soul looked embarrassed.

Zhu Sha sneered: "Donghuang Wuji, you are a little self-aware."

"Lord Zhusha, are you going to kill them all? There is only one Donghuang Wuji, and he can't make waves." Zhu Yuya, the leader, looked at Zhusha and asked with a respectful expression, still not taking Donghuang Wuji in his eyes. .

Zhu Sha's injuries have recovered a lot, and he said coldly: "They have to die sooner or later, don't worry, I want to let them know how the Feng Wuchen they guarded died in front of their eyes! Let them know clearly. , the fate of being an enemy of this seat!"

Zhu Yuya and other holy world powerhouses retreated respectfully, and Miehun and Fenghunshan had lost their fighting power.

Gloomy eyes swept towards the seriously injured Fenghunshan and Miehun and others, and the disdainful eyes flashed past, Zhu Sha sneered and asked: "It's not easy to cultivate one's body, how about it? Do you regret it? Because of the wrong decision, not only It cost my own life, and it also implicated others."

"Regret? Humph, Zhusha, if it weren't for the strong people in the Holy Realm, do you think you could defeat us today?" Qian Hun endured severe anger and said.

"Is this the excuse for your fiasco?" Zhu Sha sneered disdainfully.

"Ghost slave, you could have practiced quietly, but you ran out to die. This really puzzles me, why is this?" Gloomy eyes glanced at Ghost slave, Zhu Sha shook his head.

"Because it doesn't look good to you." The ghost slave said coldly.

"boom!"

"puff!"

At the moment when the ghost slaves finished speaking, Zhu Sha suddenly waved his hand, and the terrifying power shocked the ghost slaves again to vomit blood, and the figure flew out.

"Humph! When this seat cleans up Feng Wuchen, I will kill you one by one!" Zhu Shasen said coldly.

Donghuang Wuji frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Feng Xiaoyou, do you have any good ideas?"

"No." Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, "To be honest, I didn't expect so many people from the Holy Realm."

Donghuang Wuji shook his head helplessly, even if he fought to the death, he would not be able to turn things around.

"Sir, I'm afraid Shan Tong has already died in the hands of Lord Meng, and now there is no one who can save him. A mere junior of the main god is not qualified to die in the hands of adults. If the adults killed him, wouldn't the hands of the adults be dirty? Spread it out. It is inevitable that some people will say that adults bully the younger generation, it is better to let the subordinates do it, the grandson of the subordinates was not lightly mutilated by Feng Wuchen, and the subordinates hope to kill him personally." The Heavenly Soul Emperor suddenly said.

"Yeah." Zhu Sha nodded and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then you will kill Feng Wuchen, and whoever dares to intervene will kill!"

The old faces of Miehun, Donghuang Wuji and others were extremely gloomy, and Zhu Sha's words undoubtedly made them bear the infamy of not being saved.

Frankly speaking, it is not just the Heavenly Soul Emperor, Mu Xuanshan, Ming Emperor, Ming God Emperor and other powerhouses who want to kill Feng Wuchen, but they all want to kill Feng Wuchen in person.

Now that Zhu Sha has spoken, they can't say anything, anyway, Feng Wuchen is dead.

"Feng Wuchen, what are your last words?" The Heavenly Soul Emperor flashed to Feng Wuchen's body, grabbed Feng Wuchen's neck and picked it up.

The force was so great that Feng Wuchen could hardly breathe.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The Heavenly Soul Emperor punched Feng Wuchen's chest, and the terrifying force shocked Feng Wuchen to vomit blood, and his face became paler.

The coercion of Xu Mie just now had seriously injured Feng Wuchen, and the punch of the Heavenly Soul Emperor was undoubtedly worse.

Feng Wuchen was left with a breath at the moment.

"No! Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao's tears rolled down, and countless memories flashed in her mind.

Gu Tianyang hurriedly shouted angrily: "The Heavenly Soul Emperor stopped, without Elder Keqing, can Zuo Tianchen have today? You are the mentor who murdered your grandson!"

"Dust!"

"Alliance!"

"Master Feng!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and they all jumped in fright, and their hearts almost jumped out, especially the people in the Dragon Temple, their souls were scared.

"Stop! Stop it!" Xiao Qingqing screamed in fright. If Feng Zhengxiong hadn't stopped him, Xiao Qingqing would have rushed out.

When everyone was extremely worried, Feng Wuchen suddenly sneered and said, "Heavenly Soul Emperor, you...you really shouldn't approach me."

"What?" The Heavenly Soul Emperor didn't seem to understand.

"Pong!"

"what!"

A ray of purple flame instantly burned on the surface of Feng Wuchen's body, and spread along the Heavenly Soul Emperor's arm. The terrifying divine fire burned, causing the Heavenly Soul Emperor to scream in agony and retreat in horror.

In the blink of an eye, the entire right arm of the Heavenly Soul Emperor was burned.

"Shen Huo!" Zhu Sha's old eyes narrowed.

"Pure World Different Soul Fire!" Extinguishing Soul exclaimed.

"What's the matter? There is a very manic force in Feng Xiaoyou's body." Dong Huang Wuji was surprised and stared at Feng Wuchen with wide eyes.

"Bloodline power? No." Mie Soul frowned.

The ghost slave said in horror: "The power is very terrifying, I don't know what power it is!"

"Cough cough!"

Feng Wuchen coughed twice, and spit out another mouthful of blood, his pale face evoked an evil smile.

"Is this the source power? I finally felt this vast power. It's really comfortable." Feng Wuchen was extremely excited.