Chapter 2747

Name:Dragon God Supreme Author:Qi Luan
"Feng Wuchen, this bastard! How dare you look down on my father!"

Jin Wu Mian clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and roared, and exploded with anger.

Golden Crow Hun's old eyes narrowed, flickering with murderous intent, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "How dare you say that the patriarch is not qualified, if he hadn't possessed this mysterious power, he would be an ass!"

"Humph! He will soon know his arrogant end in front of the patriarch!" Jin Wu Wuji said fiercely.

"Is Feng Wuchen being too arrogant? Is he so confident?" The soul of the dead frowned slightly, and was also a little worried in his heart.

Ge Yunshan said solemnly: "This kid always puts on an invincible stance, and doesn't take Jinwu Patriarch seriously at all. I don't know if he really has this strength."

"Yuanhong, order to do it, you must not make any mistakes!" The voice of the dead ordered, in order to enter the fairyland, all preparations must be made.

The stronger Feng Wuchen showed, the more worried the dead soul became.

Tianxu Temple must not miss this opportunity. Once missed, it is undoubtedly waiting for death.

"Yes! Hall Master!" Yuan Hong immediately gave an order: "Do it!"

at the same time.

Feng Wuchen's arrogance has completely angered Jin Wukui.

Feng Wuchen's sentence, "You are not qualified," is the biggest shame for Jin Wukui.

Even the Almighty would not dare to despise Jin Wukui so much.

Feng Wuchen is a junior, so arrogant, how can Jin Wukui bear it?

"boom!"

Jin Wukui burst out with the battle axe in his hand, with a strong and ear-piercing roar, like a purple lightning, which came in an instant, and the battle axe in his hand slashed fiercely towards Feng Wuchen, with the terrifying might of smashing Huashan Mountain.

Looking at Jin Wukui's terrifying posture, the axe fell, and Feng Wuchen was absolutely divided into two.

"Anyone who is arrogant in front of this patriarch will only end in death!" Jin Wukui shouted angrily, his battle axe flashing bright purple light, containing unimaginable destructive power.

"Not including me." Feng Wuchen sneered.

In the face of Jin Wukui's fierce offensive, Feng Wuchen can still be so calm, either a lunatic or stronger than Jin Wukui.

Obviously Feng Wuchen belongs to the latter.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Jin Wukui fiercely slashed the battle axe, Feng Wuchen’s palms flexed his claws to meet them, and there was a bang, shaking the sky, deafening, Jin Wumie and others covered their ears, the bright light enveloped the dim space, the force of destruction head-on Swept away with a violent aura of destroying the dead.

The ferocious energy vigor, unscrupulously destroys everything.

The people watching the battle from a distance, faced with this terrifying energy, seemed to have suffered a million times terrifying impact, and once again shocked him back.

"An ordinary axe has such power, and Feng Wuchen resisted it with his bare hands." The soul of the dead was so terrified that his old eyes almost bulged out.

"Feng Wuchen... actually blocked it! This... how is this possible? How could he have such power?" Jin Wu Mie exclaimed in disbelief, and the panic in his heart reappeared.

"Resist the clan chief's battle axe attack with bare hands..." Jin Wuhun and others were stunned.

This is the pinnacle of Jin Wukui's posture, and the tomahawk's attack is even more terrifying, and Feng Wuchen can actually resist it with his bare hands.

"Although there is no immortal method, the power of this axe is quite terrifying, but Jin Wukui's full strength, Feng Wuchen actually blocked it with his bare hands, and he couldn't even shake Feng Wuchen. What kind of power is this?" Mu Tianqi and other Heavenly Emperors The powerhouses of the government were all stunned.

"The Golden Crow Sacred Axe is known as the strongest sacred weapon in ancient times!" Mu Qingfeng's face was full of confusion, and his expression was extremely stiff.

The reason why Jin Wukui's combat power can reach the level of a powerful one is that the Golden Crow Holy Axe occupies most of the power.

"How is it possible..." Jin Wukui couldn't believe it himself, and said in horror: "This patriarch hit with all his strength, but you actually resisted with your bare hands..."

"Jin Wukui, you are not qualified to let me use the holy weapon, you think that your strength is very strong, but in my opinion it is very ordinary, even if your strength reaches the level of a powerful person, in my opinion it is still very rubbish ." Feng Wuchen sneered, resisting the axe of Jin Wukui, it was effortless for Feng Wuchen.

The power of the Almighty is rubbish?

Dare to say such arrogant words?

The Soul of the Dead and the Soul of the Golden Crow were dumbfounded.

The mighty ones don't even pay attention?

"Stinky boy, don't think that you can resist the attack of the patriarch's golden crow holy axe, and you think you are great!" Jin Wukui shouted angrily, and launched a fierce offensive again.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

The figure of Jin Wukui flickered around Feng Wuchen one after another, the holy axe slashed wildly, the explosion continued, Feng Wuchen still resisted with his bare hands, no matter from which direction Jin Wuchen attacked, Feng Wuchen could always detect it immediately.

All Jin Wukui's attacks do not work.

The more Jin Wukui fought, the more frightened he became. He burst out with all his strength, but was unable to shake Feng Wuchen.

"..." The ancient powerhouses who were watching the battle completely turned into vegetative people, motionless and unable to speak.

The horror in my heart is indescribable.

The terror of Feng Wuchen refreshed their imaginations again.

"How could this be? This patriarch's attack has no effect. Isn't the power of the Almighty inferior to the power of the soul of the defeated?" Jin Wukui became more and more horrified and unwilling.

After finally breaking through the nine-star true immortal, the power has reached the level of the powerful one. Such power does not work in front of Feng Wuchen.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen gave him the feeling that he was invincible.

Finally, with a fierce slash, Feng Wuchen directly clamped the axe blade with two fingers, instantly dissolving the terrifying power of Jin Wukui.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said: "The power of the power at the level of the powerful is nothing but the same. Besides, your realm of the nine-star true immortal has not been consolidated, and you cannot exert the true power of the power at the level of the power."

"How is it possible..." Jin Wukui was stunned.

How big is the gap to make it happen?

How terrifying is it to hold the holy axe that destroys the world with two fingers?

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen snorted coldly, and suddenly there was a terrifying burst of energy, and with a bang, Jin Wukui flew out.

With a single breath, Jin Wukui can be shaken.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power of Feng Wuchen is.

"Can't this stop it? That's the power of the Almighty?" Feng Wuchen sneered, his contempt a little stronger.

"what!"

Feng Wuchen repeatedly despised the humiliation, and was stimulated again, the Golden Crow Kui roared furiously, and the Golden Crow Holy Axe slashed wildly.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Buzz!"

One after another terrifying purple energy axe shot out, with a sharp and piercing sonic boom, there were hundreds of them, and the sacred space vibrated violently.

"Humph!" Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, not caring at all.

"Xianfa! An axe shatters the world!" Jin Wukui shouted, and the holy axe condensed the power of destruction and swept out suddenly.