Chapter 2845

"Feng Wuchen! Haven't you killed enough people? Do you still want to kill them all?" A defeated man roared in horror and anger.

"I didn't understand enough what I said before?" Feng Wuchen said coldly: "Then I will say it again, everyone in the Immortal World must die!"

"Feng Wuchen! Don't kill me, spare my life, I can do whatever you want." A defeated man begged for mercy in extreme horror.

"Feng Wuchen, I'm willing to surrender to you! I don't want to die yet." Another loser begged for mercy in terror, and was even willing to surrender to Feng Wuchen.

"It's too late." Feng Wuchen said ruthlessly, and immediately waved his hand.

"Shhhhhh!"

"Ahhh!"

Several white flames shot out like lightning, and the domineering and terrifying ancestor of all fires burned ruthlessly, and several defeated people were wiped out in screams.

Of the thirty-two losers, Feng Wuchen had already killed more than a dozen, leaving only a dozen other losers such as Nie Wuqing.

Seeing these losers vanish into ashes, Nie Wuqing and the others became more and more terrified.

The terror of Feng Wuchen has been deeply embedded in their souls.

At this moment, Nie Wuqing and the others realized that in Feng Wuchen's eyes, they were no different from ants.

Recalling the previous contempt and disdain for Feng Wuchen, Nie Wuqing and the others realized what real stupidity and arrogance are.

"It's so cool! Haha! Brother Feng! Kill all these high-ranking losers!" Liu Qingyang laughed excitedly.

"Leader! Kill them all! Not a single one!" Everyone in the Red Emperor roared.

"Brother Feng, they should all be killed." Shan Tong shouted angrily.

Feng Wuchen looked at everyone and smiled lightly: "There are still many enemies, kill them all as soon as possible."

"Kill!" Everyone in the Rakshasa Temple and the Dragon God Temple shouted, with great momentum and murderous aura.

Immortal space powerhouse, chaotic, extremely fearful and desperate, has lost his fighting spirit.

Only death awaits them.

The icy eyes looked at Wuqing Nie again, Feng Wuchen waved his hand to remove the power of time, and then Sen coldly said: "Don't you want to see my power? I will fulfill you now."

"Buzz!"

The Ancestor of the First Origin was urged, and the dazzling golden light turned into a beam of light to break through the void, illuminating the dim space, the incomparable domineering aura was overwhelming, the unimaginable power, like a dragon awakening in the abyss, erupted and shocked the world. strength.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen descended like a god of war from nine days, and was extremely domineering.

The eyes are like knives, and the icy edge is shot out, making people dare not look directly.

At this moment, the pupils of Wuqing Nie suddenly dilated, and a huge sense of fear flooded the whole body in an instant. It was a trembling from the depths of the soul.

"Is this the mysterious power in Feng Wuchen's body? I didn't expect it to be so terrifying. There are too many people who have surpassed the defeated."

"This power is definitely not the power of the Holy Realm. It's terrible! It's unimaginable."

"Very domineering power, this is not the power of the ancient immortal world, who is it that has such terrifying power?"

Everyone present was shocked by the terrifying power that Feng Wuchen erupted, and their faces were pale and weak, full of horror.

"We have provoked someone... His power has surpassed the ancient immortal world." Nie Wuqing's eyes were empty, and the intense fear he had never felt in his heart.

Xiao Xuan and other dozen of the defeated were too frightened to speak.

"Nie Wuqing, do you have any last words?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly.

Nie Wuqing and the dozen other defeated people were full of fear, and were too frightened to speak.

Even the heart begging for mercy was broken.

"Since there are no last words, I will send you on your way." Feng Wuchen said coldly, with a sword finger on his right hand.

With a thought, a domineering sword intent erupted, and more than a dozen arm-sized golden sword lights condensed.

Although Jianmang is only the size of an arm, the domineering power contained in it is unimaginable.

"Shhhhhh."

Feng Wuchen didn't hesitate at all, let alone show any mercy. With a wave of his sword finger, the sword light burst out of the air with a sharp and ear-piercing sonic boom.

In the eyes of Nie Wuqing's dozen or so losers, the domineering sword glow was extremely magnified.

At this moment, Nie Wuqing and the others felt the breath of death, which had never been clearer.

An incomparably strong desire to survive flooded into his heart.

"Fight with him!" Xiao Xuan suddenly roared, he would rather die in battle than sit still.

"That's right! Fight with him! You're going to die anyway." One of the defeated roared in fear.

"Buzz!"

The losers, who were extremely fearful and desperate, tried their best to urge their power, basic blood essence, and terrifying power to burst out one after another.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

Nie Wuqing's dozen or so losers cast immortal spells one after another, and a terrifying force blasted out one after another.

However, in the face of the domineering Jianmang, their immortals were too weak, and they were all forcibly destroyed and vulnerable.

Terrifying fairy methods followed, but they still couldn't shake Feng Wuchen's domineering sword glow.

"Feng Wuchen's sword beam is too powerful, and Nie Wuqing's attacks have no effect at all." Xuan Ji said in horror, the pale old face could no longer be pale.

"The gap between their strengths is too great." Yang Tianhan said in a stunned manner.

Mu Qingfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror, and said in awe, "Who can stop such a terrifying sword glow?"

"Nie Wuqing and the others are sure to die. Their strength is too weak." Qinglong shook his head.

"Humph! This is their own death!" Long Killing Soul said fiercely.

Long Disen said coldly, "You can't live by doing your own sins."

This scene made everyone tremble with fear.

This is definitely the most intense and terrifying battle in the history of the Holy Realm.

"Chichichi!"

The domineering sword glow was fleeting, ruthlessly piercing the hearts of more than a dozen of the defeated, and instantly shattered their souls.

Even the strongest Nie Wuqing was powerless to resist.

A dozen of the defeated, all fell.

Faced with such a terrifying force, Nie Wuqing and the others' resistance was useless.

However, the power driven by Feng Wuchen was only less than 10% of Emperor Moruo's skill.

The powerhouses of the Immortal Realm completely gave up their resistance and let the powerhouses in the Holy Realm slaughter.

Dozens of losers have all fallen and lost their backers, and none of them can compete with Feng Wuchen.

"Ye Chenxin, they all died because of you, this is the fate of those who moved me." Feng Wuchen said coldly.

"..." Ye Chen felt extremely regretful.

If they don't provoke Feng Wuchen, but choose not to be the enemy of Feng Wuchen when Feng Wuchen kills the five powerful people of Duan Yun to avenge the Dragon God Clan, they will not embark on the road of no return.

In this battle, the Immortal Realm space was completely defeated.