Chapter 2186

"Mo Qiuming, what's your situation?"

"How could you be hurt by the little thief in black?"

The three Wulin warriors could not believe their eyes.

Because they have just explored, Cheng Feng's cultivation is only the seventh in the sky.

Even if it goes against the sky, it is impossible to compete with the ninth strongest person like them.

Moreover, Mo Qiuming is not weak among the four of them.

One hand is xuanming bone claw, and those in the same realm dare not fight hard.

But in Cheng Feng's hands, he suffered such a big loss!

"This little beast in black hides his strength, and his cultivation is more than the seventh weight in heaven."

Mo Qiuming's face was very ugly: "however, no matter how much strength he retained, he can't escape this time!"

After talking, Mo Qiuming's body rushed out of a strong divine power.

That divine power flickered nine halos. As soon as it appeared, it made the surrounding air extremely viscous.

At the next moment, he turned into a ghost claw several times stronger than before and grabbed Cheng Feng again.

"Thunder gun fist, nine thunder blows the top!"

Facing the ghost claw, Cheng Feng was fearless and punched out again.

This punch is several times more powerful than the punch just now.

So it's the same as just now.

Cheng Feng was unharmed and fled three points faster.

On the other hand, Mo Qiuming, the master of the all souls sect, had one arm completely exploded and turned into a mass of blood powder!

Let his face become extremely iron blue, but also mixed with a little pain.

Obviously, he was hurt by Cheng Feng's fist, and his self-confidence was seriously hit!

"What? Mo Qiuming's arm was blasted by the boy in black?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Mo Qiuming didn't keep his hand just now. He used 100% of his strength."

"But it's not the opponent of the boy in black at all?"

At this moment, the three of the wanlingmen were as tall as wooden chickens.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe what you saw.

In fact, even Mo Qiuming himself can't react.

The pursuit of Cheng Feng stopped, and the whole face was filled with haze.

When the four people were shocked, thousands of miles away, Cheng Feng had scattered the remaining blood elixir Demon power in his body because of Mo Qiuming's blow just now.

Refine it into the body and push the cultivation from the seventh top to the eighth first level.

At that moment, the halo of eight colors flowed all over Cheng Feng, just like a God coming down to earth.

In particular, the divine power was like a huge wave surging in his internal meridians.

Let his strength burst, produced an impulse to catch the stars and the moon.

At this time, after being shocked, Mo Qiuming used his good martial arts and killed him again.

The blasted arm has grown well by means of limb regeneration, holding a big gun.

Grab the dragon and stab Cheng Feng's head.

If Cheng Feng is hit, even if his head is made of iron, it will burst on the spot!

"Hum, just try the eighth power to ascend the sky."

However, facing the stabbing gun, Cheng Feng was excited.

He stopped directly in the air and punched the big gun.

It was a terrible blow.

The void was smashed inch by inch under the bombardment of fist strength.

The air makes a roar, which makes people shudder if it is crushed by great force.

Bang Bang ~ ~

When this punch hits the big gun.

The big gun exploded like rotten wood.

The ferocious fist force rolled all the way along the gun, and not only the whole gun was blasted.

Even Mo Qiuming broke his arms holding the gun.

Then the terrorist force spread to the whole body, bang ~ ~

The whole person was blown into powder, but there were no bones!

"What? Mo Qiuming actually..."

Seeing this scene, the three masters of the all souls gate jumped up directly from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

It's horrible!

The ninth heaviest expert in heaven was beaten by Cheng Feng?

Is that guy still human?

At this moment, not only the three masters of the all souls sect are shocked.

Even Cheng Feng himself was a little surprised.

I didn't expect that my strength was so strong after my cultivation entered the eighth weight of heaven.

Killing the ninth expert in heaven is as easy as killing a chicken!

"Cheng Feng, the master of the all souls sect you killed should have been filled with pills. His accomplishments are a little vain."

At this time, Nalan's voice sounded: "it's weaker than the real ninth heavy warrior."

"But even so, it is much better than the eighth top martial artist."

"You can blow it up with one punch. Your strength is really amazing!"

The eighth heaviest martial arts player in heaven can crush the ninth heaviest martial arts player in heaven.

This kind of thing has not never happened. Those top talents can do it.

But I'm afraid it's rare for Cheng Feng to be so relaxed.

Moreover, Cheng Feng's cultivation actually did not completely step into the eighth weight of climbing to heaven.

Only the divine power, under the impact of the blood elixir, forcibly broke through the level and reached eight stars.

As for the divine body and mind, it still stays at the seventh level of climbing to heaven.

"Uncle Nalan, you said before that taking blood elixir to improve your strength is flashy and will damage the foundation of martial arts."

Cheng Feng frowned: "I am now using the blood elixir to improve my accomplishments. Won't I have a foundation?"

"Well, the blood elixir will indeed have a great impact on the warrior himself."

Nalan nodded: "however, you only took one blood elixir, and the impact is not great."

"In addition, I'll teach you a martial art of washing the flesh."

"If you practice, you can turn the divine body into a big millstone and squeeze out all the harmful substances contained in the blood elixir."

"In this case, if you take blood elixir, it will only be good, not bad!"

"Oh, that's nice."

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up and asked, "Uncle Nalan, what's that martial arts?"

"It's not urgent."

Nalan Changsheng said, "it's not too late for you to solve the current trouble first, and then solve the hidden danger of blood elixir."

Reminded by Nalan's longevity, Cheng Feng remembered that he was still in danger.

At this time, there are three masters of wanlingmen who are eyeing in the distance.

"These guys chased me very hard before. They have the smell of never giving up until they kill me."

Cheng Feng's eyes swept the three people, and the cold light in his eyes twinkled: "now I have made great progress in cultivation, so I'll send them all to the West!"

When talking, Shua ~ ~

Cheng Feng has shown his divine walking steps and rushed to a Wulin warrior.

He was a red haired old man who was good at a palm technique. He was the first to attack Cheng Feng before.

So Cheng Feng stared at him directly and approached the other party. A terrible thunder gun fist exploded in the past.

"Good boxing strength, better than the ninth heavy medium-level strong, all win slightly."

Facing Cheng Feng's fist, the red haired old man turned pale in horror: "if I am hit by this fist, I will die!"