Chapter 2247: Phantom of Death

At this moment, Feng Shaoyu's heart trembled like never before.
He heard this voice, which echoed in his mind countless times over the past three hundred years, and he was very familiar.
This is the voice of his elder brother, Wuchen Wuhuang, and the voice of the person who was murdered by him.
His whole body was erected, his heart trembled, and he was extremely frightened.
how can that be? Back then, he watched Qin Chen fall into Death Canyon and fell into the endless gray murderous aura. In that place, the powerhouse of the peak martial emperor level would instantly fall, but Qin Chen was no more than the peak martial emperor realm, even if his strength reached it. Wu
Emperor level, how can it survive?
But now, whether it was Qin Chen's voice, demeanor, or that kind of breath from the soul level, or even Qin Chen's Wan Shen Art.
All clearly showed that the person in front of him was the Emperor of Pochen Wu at all, not the so-called descendants.
"You...you are not dead!"
Feng Shaoyu looked at Qin Chen in horror, his soul trembled violently, and his body was shattered a little bit by the disappearance of the sword light.
"Yes, it is me, Feng Shaoyu. Three hundred years ago, you colluded with Shangguan Xi'er and framed Ben Shao. Today, Ben Shao wants to take your head!"
Qin Chen did not hesitate to increase the power of the mysterious Rust Sword, and the terrifying sword aura soared, and he wanted to completely explode Feng Shaoyu.
"Boy, it's not that easy to kill me."
At the critical moment, the old voice resounded in anger.
"Transformation!"
boom!
A strange aura suddenly surged from Feng Shaoyu's body, resisting Qin Chen's sword light for an instant, and the sword light roared, blasting Feng Shaoyu away.
boom!
His chest exploded and it was extremely tragic, revealing a huge gap, but that mysterious force resisted most of the damage for him, causing him to be seriously injured, but he did not fall.
"Phantom of death!" Blocking Qin Chen's blow, Feng Shaoyu's figure flickered and instantly turned into a dark shadow of light, suddenly appeared above the large square in the square, and urged the simple disc, above the disc , The black light skyrocketed, and the square boom
A gap was blasted out by the big array of.
Whoosh!
Feng Shaoyu was full of gray mist, rushing out of the gap frantically, trying to escape from here.
"Well, you didn't die?"
Qin Chen frowned. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, this ancient powerful man could still perform such a secret technique. The mysterious rust sword in his hand surged, and the infinite sword energy burst forth like a tornado of sword energy, blocking Feng Shaoyu. The escape route.
"Heavenly disc!" At the critical moment, the simple disc flashed and turned into a misty phantom, chopped out, sneered, and countless black silk threads lingered, beautiful, exuding the atmosphere of a mysterious avenue, booming. Before blocking Qin Chen’s sword qi attack, he cut
Opening Qin Chen's sword air blockade, wrapped in Feng Shaoyu, he rushed out of Shengdu Square.
"puff!"
As he flew by, Feng Shaoyu spouted blood and wounds, but he was running at a constant speed. He disappeared from everyone's sight as soon as he flew.
On speed.
Feng Shaoyu had risen to the semi-holy limit in an instant, and it was extremely strange and extraordinary.
"Emperor Xuanyuan escaped?"
Fu Qiankun and others still haven't reacted.
Everyone on the court looked at this scene in shock. What did they see? Qin Chen actually drove the Great Emperor Xuanyuan away, is Wu Yu going to change the sky? No one dared to underestimate Emperor Xuanyuan. The terrifying strength displayed by Emperor Xuanyuan before can definitely kill the peak Martial Emperor. But even such a master was seriously injured under Qin Chen's attack, even almost fell, and had to flee in embarrassment.
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Although Qin Chen was also injured, in comparison, he was much better than Feng Shaoyu.
Everyone has a faint feeling that a brand new era is coming.
"Little Qin Chen, that day Yaopan is definitely a holy treasure, and in that instant, this person burned the origin of his soul, I am afraid the soul has been traumatized."
At the moment, Lao Yuan said in a hurry in the jade disc of good fortune in the universe.
"Holy treasure?"
Qin Chen's gaze condensed. Although the terrifying powerhouse in Feng Shaoyu's body did not know the origin, he was undoubtedly a holy master. If he were allowed to escape, it would definitely become a major disaster in the future.
"Swordsmanship!"
Qin Chen's eyes condensed, and he madly urged the mysterious rust sword in his hand. Above the rust sword, a terrible sword light suddenly burst out, a black streamer like a phantom, piercing the void, with wind thunder and indestructible sharp air, soaring into the sky .
"go with!"
boom!
The mysterious rust sword was urged and sank into the void at once, chasing after it, bursting with terrifying black wind and thunder.
At this moment.
Feng Shaoyu, who escaped thousands of miles away, had a cold figure and was locked in by an invisible force.
Even, he felt that wherever he was in the emptiness, he was vaguely locked, and the death phantom's escape technique felt a shackle.
Swordsmanship is a horrible secret technique of swordsmanship in ancient times. It is also a secret technique that Qin Chen has seen that is extremely against the sky. It can penetrate the endless void and take the first level of people. It is strong and terrible.
Now, Qin Chen's kendo attainments have already cultivated the swordsmanship to a certain level, capable of locking up people for thousands of miles and performing ultimate moves.
Boom!
That wind, thunder and sword light seemed to burst out of a crack in the space, appearing directly in the back of Feng Shaoyu who was fleeing, and fell down.
"what?"
"Tian Yao Pan!"
The ancient strong man was furious, and once again urged his soul power, the simple black disc, like an eagle, quickly stood in front of him.
boom!
The two forces collided, and the dazzling brilliance bloomed on the Tian Yao plate, and the terrifying shock wave shook Feng Shaoyu into coughing up blood again and again, embarrassed.
When he finally blocked it, his body split, blood splashed, and he insisted.
"Phantom of Death!"
Feng Shaoyu burned his essence and blood, roared frantically, and with the help of the ancient powerhouse, escaped at a faster speed.
If he stays in the Holy Land of Blood, he will basically be unable to escape death, and Fu Qiankun, as well as the masters of many forces, will inevitably not beat the dog.
"Qin Chen, you didn't even die. I don't care how you survived. When I escape and come back, I will kill you again!"
Feng Shaoyu felt fear in his heart, and at the same time felt unprecedented humiliation and resentment.
At this moment, the first thing he needs to do is to inform Shangguan Xi'er of this secret. If Shangguan Xi'er knew this secret, what would he look like?
at this time.
"Shoo..."
The mysterious rust sword broke through the air again, slashing repeatedly.
Feng Shaoyu let out a muffled cry, spouting blood again, his heart was terrified, he had already escaped so far, this swordsmanship could still be traced, how terrifying.
And he was terrified, that ancient strong man was even more angry than him. As a former saint-level powerhouse, he was so majestic in ancient times. When was he so embarrassed by a junior, the humiliation and anger in his heart could not be suppressed.