Dragon God Sovereign

Duan Moming's injuries are somewhat serious.

The power of Feng Wuchen's punch was enough to kill the Seventh Heaven and Human Realm in a second.

"The cultivation base has only broken through, how could his combat effectiveness become so terrible!" Duan Moming said in pain, his chest almost bursting, as if the bones of his chest had been shattered.

"It's nothing more than the first genius in the fantasy sea world." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly.

Hearing this, Duan Moming's slightly pale face, soaring with blue veins like small green snakes, anger began to swallow them, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

As the first genius in the fantasy sea world, how can Duan Moming let Feng Wuchen be so insulted and trampled?

"Feng Wuchen! How dare you say something to insult me, I must pay the price!" Duan Moming roared ferociously, and his murderous aura spread.

"Really? I haven't done my best yet, I'm waiting for you!" Feng Wuchen sneered.

"Not working hard?"

Feng Wuchen's words immediately shocked everyone present.

Before such a fierce battle, and the opponent was still the first genius in the fantasy sea world, Feng Wuchen actually said that he had not done his best!

"The ability to suppress the young master without giving all his strength?"

"This is impossible! No matter how strong Feng Wuchen is at the sixth level of Heaven and Human Realm, it is impossible to be so strong, right?"

"Oh my God! He is bluffing, right? How could he have not done his best yet?"

The crowd was panicked, and shouts of exclamation rose to the sky.

Even Duan Moming was stunned for a moment after hearing Feng Wuchen's words.

Feng Wuchen really retains strength?

Is it a bluff or is Feng Wuchen really not doing his best?

Everyone was frightened and confused, and no one was uncertain.

"Does the hall master really still retain the strength?" Yi Tianqing was surprised, he himself couldn't believe it.

"Extremely possible!" Ye Tianwei nodded solemnly. He had fought Feng Wuchen. Feng Wuchen was terrible, Ye Tianwei knew very well.

"Brother Feng's sword art hasn't been displayed yet!" Liu Qingyang added.

Everyone in the Dragon Temple was not sure whether Feng Wuchen really retained his strength.

"Earth-level Beginner Martial Skill! Seven Stars Cracking Heavenly Palm!"

After a moment of stunned thought, Duan Moming came back to his senses. Regardless of whether Feng Wuchen said it was true or false, he just urged his full strength to use his martial arts.

"call out!"

"Buzz!"

Duan Moming screamed, and blasted out with a palm in the air. Hundreds of feet of huge blue palmprints rushed towards the wind and dust with a devastating aura. The power was overwhelming, and cracks were torn and spread wherever he passed.

"boom!"

The moment Duan Moming shot, Feng Wuchen also moved, his wings shook, his figure burst out quickly, and at the same time he urged his full strength, the dark red light burst, filled with suffocating terrifying power.

"Prince Dragon God Fist!"

Feng Wuchen's speed was astonishing, and he arrived in the blink of an eye, followed by a burst of shouts, a monstrous aura surging wildly, and then a fist fiercely blasted towards the huge blue palm prints of hundreds of feet, and the terrifying fist wind swept away.

"This is a high-rank Xuan-level martial skill!" Duan Zhongxin was shocked and horrified, his eyes instantly magnified to the extreme, and his anxiety increased sharply.

"Martial arts are terrible!" The old faces of the elders were full of shock and horror.

The power of Feng Wuchen's punch is extremely overbearing, and it has reached a terrifying level, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

"Boom!"

"puff!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen slammed up with a punch. Even though Feng Wuchen's fist was extremely small, it contained devastating energy. At the moment of impact, the huge palm print exploded, shaking the earth, and the extremely domineering energy carried the force of destruction and decay. , The shock caused Duan Moming to spout a mouthful of blood.

With this head-on, Duan Moming was seriously injured, completely invincible to Feng Wuchen.

In the previous battle with Feng Wuchen, Duan Moming could still have the upper hand and even hit Feng Wuchen severely.

But this time, Duan Moming didn't even touch the corner of Feng Wuchen's clothes and ended up in a disastrous defeat.

"Try my best, with my strength, I can't hurt him at all! How can there be such a powerful Sixth Heaven and Human Realm in this world?" Duan Moming was so frightened that he couldn't believe that he could break through the Sixth Heaven and Human Realm. The wind is clean, the power will rise to this terrible level.

"Mo Ming!" Duan Zhong was so panicked that he wanted to rush up immediately, but he didn't dare to make a haste.

The power of the Taikoo Dragon God Fist is extremely overbearing, and how can it compete with the mere first grade martial arts?

"Young Sect Master lost..."

"Young Sect Master is so powerful, but he can't beat the wind and dust!"

"Feng Wuchen's strength is terrible..."

The expressions of everyone present were panic.

"Is that the end? Your strength really disappointed me!" Feng Wuchen sneered, looking at Duan Moming who was flying out.

Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Duan Moming who flew out suddenly stopped his figure forcibly, and his pale face showed a crazy appearance, which was obviously stimulated.

Duan Moming was seriously injured, his breath weakened a lot, but his appearance was even more terrifying than before.

Everyone present can see the change in Duan Mo's name.

"Feng Wuchen! Can force me to this point, you are the first one!" Duan Moming roared furiously and madly, even if his breath weakened a lot, but Duan Moming's murderous aura became bloodthirsty and became bloodthirsty. More terrifying.

"This is the Ancient Blood Wolf Martial Spirit!" Feng Wuchen said in surprise as he felt the sudden change of Duan Mo's name.

"No wonder you have such a violent, bloodthirsty aura, and no wonder you are so confident and possess such a powerful spirit power, isn't it good to use it from the beginning?" Feng Wuchen didn't have the slightest fear, instead, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Staring at Feng Wuchen with extremely fierce eyes, Duan Moming said grimly: "I will destroy you in ashes!"

Duan Moming, who was in a frantic and furious state, was completely dominated by anger.

The power of the blood wolf spirit burst out frantically, Duan Moming folded his hands together, and pulled out a peculiar broken knife. Duan Moming's breath soared.

"High-grade spiritual weapon, such a violent spirit power!" Liu Qingyang exclaimed.

"Duan Moming's martial arts spirit is not simple." Ye Tianwei frowned, with a little jealousy in his eyes.

Yi Tianqing nodded and said solemnly: "It's really not easy. This breath makes people feel extremely uncomfortable."

Many cultivators who watched the battle were also shocked by the martial spirit power that burst out of Duan Moming. That violent bloodthirsty aura was frightening.

"puff!"

The famous Duan Mo sprayed a mouthful of blood on the broken blade, and the blade's body burst with light, and the terrifying power was like a volcanic eruption.

Duan Moming's breath surpassed the peak in an instant.

"You are really willing." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, and the Dragon God Sword flashed out of thin air at this moment.

"Take it to death!" Duan Moming roared, breaking the sword and lifting the sky, the extremely terrifying force turned into a wave of fire and rose into the sky, with surging momentum, Duan Moming roared: "Mid-level martial arts! Blazing flames destroy the universe. !"