Chapter 4112

Hearing the contemptuous words, Feng Wuchen turned his head and glanced.

Seeing the arrogance and arrogance on the faces of more than a dozen disciples, one by one was full of superiority.

"What? Looking at your eyes, it seems very unpleasant." A disciple of Wanxuanzong sneered, looking very flat.

"Boy, do you want to help the Alchemy Shrine? Be careful that your own life is not safe. Our three elders will do it yourself. You are not qualified to do it, and you are not worthy." Dust-free in the eyes.

"Just like you, you still want to help the Alchemy Shrine? Boy, what kind of alchemist are you? I'm afraid we're not as good as us? Haha! It's really ridiculous." Myriad Xuanzong's disciples laughed wildly.

Looking at the arrogant and arrogant disciples of Wanxuanzong, Feng Wuchen really wanted to slap each and every one of them.

"Brother Feng, they are disciples of Wanxuanzong, and they are very arrogant." A disciple whispered, his eyes full of disgust.

"Brother Feng, don't mess with them, Wanxuanzong is powerful, lest they make excuses to deal with us." Another disciple whispered.

"Yeah, forbearance first, mainly to defeat that old man Lu Chengshan." Another disciple whispered.

"Brother Feng, forget it, as long as you can win against them, it will be the best lesson for them." Yun Fengxiao said quickly, worried that Feng Wuchen's impulsive action would cause a catastrophe.

Although the Alchemy Divine Palace has many alchemist disciples, its overall strength is not strong, and they cannot afford to provoke such a powerful force as Wanxuanzong.

"Is Wanxuanzong strong?" Feng Wuchen asked, the most disliked of these self-righteous alchemists, who always think that the world is invincible and arrogant.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, the disciples of the Alchemy Shrine immediately panicked.

They knew Feng Wuchen's temper. The original Su Yanfeng was too arrogant and arrogant, and he was killed after angering Feng Wuchen.

"Brother Feng, don't mess around! Myriad Xuanzong is more powerful than Wutian Temple. The sect master is a three-layer Chaos Heavenly Venerate powerhouse!" Yun Fengxiao said quickly, his face full of panic and worry.

"Brother Yun, don't worry." Feng Wuchen said with a light smile: "I won't let anyone run wild in the alchemy shrine, and I won't let anyone bully the disciples of the alchemy shrine, you are all my friends, I will never Turn a blind eye."

Feng Wuchen has decided to teach the disciples of Wanxuanzong a good lesson, otherwise they will still think that they are Emperor Laozi.

After the words fell, Feng Wuchen walked directly to the dozen or so disciples of Wanxuanzong, looking like they were about to fight.

"Boy, do you want to die? If you want to do something, I don't mind killing you now." The first disciple said fiercely, and a powerful soul force burst out, ready to attack at any time.

"Oh? Really?" Feng Wuchen responded coldly.

"If you offend our Wanxuanzong, the alchemy shrine may disappear in the chaotic world, but I don't necessarily know that you have the ability to offend Wanxuanzong." Another Wanxuanzong disciple sneered jokingly, clasping his hands on his chest, asking How arrogant is how arrogant.

"I don't think so." Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly.

"Senior Brother Zhang, kill him!" A disciple Sen said coldly, staring at Feng Wuchen viciously.

Feng Wuchen's footsteps did not stop, and he was not threatened by the disciples of Wanxuanzong at all. Yun Fengxiao and everyone looked at Feng Wuchen worriedly.

"Brother Feng! You're here! Come in and help!" At this moment, a eldest disciple rushed out of the hall with a worried expression on his face.

Feng Wuchen smiled lightly and said, "Senior Brother Wu, don't worry, I'll go in after I've dealt with them."

"Solution?" Brother Wu panicked upon hearing this.

Wouldn't Feng Wuchen kill them all?

Lu Chengshan is still in the hall, if this is a big disaster, Wanxuanzong will definitely be angry.

"Stinky boy! You are courting death, I will fulfill you now!" The alchemist's disciple headed fiercely, his eyes narrowed, flickering fiercely, and his powerful soul force ruthlessly blasted towards Feng Wuchen.

"Snapped!"

"puff!"

Feng Wuchen slapped it hard, and with a crisp snap, Senior Brother Zhang vomited blood, and several teeth flew out together.

Feng Wuchen's slap made Senior Brother Zhang stunned on the spot, and his face instantly became red and swollen.

"How is this possible? My soul force was swallowed up by him!" Brother Zhang couldn't believe it, so stunned that he forgot the burning pain on his face.

The disciples of Wanxuanzong and the alchemy shrine were all stunned.

Brother Wu was even more shocked that his eyeballs flew out.

With a slap, he vomited blood from the disciple in the realm of the three-layer Chaos Great God Lord, and even ignored his soul power. How terrifying is this?

"Cooking for death? Accomplishing me? Are you worthy?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, and then slapped him again.

The stunned Senior Brother Zhang suddenly burst out with rage, and roared fiercely: "Stinky boy! I am the eldest disciple of Wanxuanzong! You dare to beat me! You are courting death!"

"Snapped!"

When Senior Brother Zhang finished speaking, Feng Wuchen slapped him again, extremely fierce, his face was instantly red and swollen, he vomited blood again, and he was already dizzy.

"What's wrong with hitting you? I'll hit you when I see you're upset, what's wrong?" Feng Wuchen said coldly, and then slapped him again.

After a dozen slaps, Senior Brother Zhang was swollen into a pig's head, completely speechless, his face was completely deformed, and his brain was buzzing.

The disciples of Wanxuanzong were immediately frightened, and Feng Wuchen's shot was too ruthless.

Even a fool can see that Feng Wuchen's cultivation is very powerful, and he can ignore Brother Zhang's soul power.

Yun Fengxiao and the others were stunned and dumbfounded.

When did Feng Wuchen's cultivation become so terrifying?

"And you, what's wrong with offending your Wanxuanzong? Is Wanxuanzong very powerful? Why don't I think?" Feng Wuchen's icy gaze swept to another Wanxuanzong disciple.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's icy gaze, the disciple trembled with fright and his face turned pale.

This look is so terrifying, I feel a strong fear when I look at it.

"Snapped!"

"puff!"

When the words fell, Feng Wuchen slapped him with a slap, and the force was so great that he swept the disciple out, his face deformed directly, and he passed out on the spot.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Puff puff!"

Feng Wuchen immediately displayed his body technique, and in an instant, more than a dozen disciples of Wanxuanzong were all swept away by Feng Wuchen, and all vomited blood.

Yun Fengxiao and the others were extremely shocked, but they felt extremely relieved in their hearts.

"Stinky boy! If you dare to hurt us, the third elder will never spare you!" A disciple scolded in horror.

"Three elders, someone has injured us all!" Another disciple shouted at the hall.

In the main hall, the old faces of the Alchemist Palace Master and the elders changed drastically.

"Humph! The Alchemy Shrine is so bold! This elder wants to see who is so bold!" In the hall, Lu Chengshan was furious, and a terrifying aura erupted instantly.