Chapter 1378: fear

"Smelly boy! What a skill." Ming Shuluo's face was extremely gloomy, and he looked like a cannibal.
"Thank you for the compliment." Feng Wuchen sneered slightly.
"Do you know the fate of offending this young master?" Ming Xiuluo asked fiercely, his murderous aura increased, and he wished to smash Feng Wuchen's body into pieces immediately.
"I know you are the son of Emperor Underworld, but I don't know what will happen." Feng Wuchen sneered without fear.
"The end is death!" Ming Xiuluo shouted angrily, suddenly bursting out with all his strength, extremely fiercely rushing towards Feng Wuchen.
"Really?" Feng Wuchen stepped forward unwillingly to show his weakness, so fast that he was not under Ming Shura.
"Xianjue! Xuanming asura palm!"
Ming Shulu shouted, the terrifying divine power condensed on the palm, fiercely blasted out, magnificent, and the palm wind was like a storm.
"Peng!"
Feng Wuchen urged Wuhuo, and then merged into the divine power of the Heavenly Dao, and his palm was condensed with domineering and turbulent terrifying power, with great power.
"Black flame?" Ming Xiuluo was slightly surprised, but he didn't think much, just surprised.
"Fentian Dragon God Fist!"
Feng Wuchen yelled and greeted him with a fist. The flashing golden fist was covered with a black flame.
"Boom!"
"puff!"
"Buzz!"
In the blink of an eye, the palm of his fist slammed, and there was a loud noise that shook the world and the earth, deafening. At the moment of the energy collision, Ming Shura spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body turned into a black back shot.
"How is this possible!" Ming Xiuluo's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen had such a domineering power. Even when he shot with all his strength, he was shocked by Feng Wuchen's punch.
"Young Master!" The general leader was shocked, and no one expected Feng Wuchen to be so powerful.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, all the cultivation bases watching the battle around were all gasped in horror, shocked to the extreme.
Even if Feng Wuchen defeated the leader of the Xuanming Temple, now he has hit the young master Shura, one of the top geniuses in the underworld, with one punch. What a terrifying strength is this?
"Is there really such a terrifying strength in the early days of the God Realm?"
"As expected of Master Feng, it's terrible!"
"This kid dared to hurt Young Master Shura. Does he think he has a long life? No matter if you are Master Feng or what, if you offend Emperor Underworld, there is only one dead end!"
"Wound Master Shura, this kid is dead!"
The practitioners who watched the battle talked a lot, some were shocked by Feng Wuchen's terrifying strength, and some felt that Feng Wuchen was dead.
"You don't seem to be able to kill me yet! You don't have the ability to stop me!" Feng Wuchen sneered faintly, his eyes scanning Ming Shuluo with a bit of disdain.
"Unreasonable! How dare to underestimate me!" Ming Shuluo was furious. As one of the top arrogances of the Ming domain, how could he tolerate such contempt and disdain?
"Lao Bai! Block the gate of heaven, don't let this stinky kid go in!" Ming Xiuluo shouted angrily at the gate of heaven.
"Forgive me!" An old voice came from the gate of heaven, and he refused without hesitation.
Feng Wuchen once again, how dare Bai Mie stop it?
"Bai Mie! Do you dare to resist!" Ming Xiu Luo shouted angrily, and Ming Xiu Luo's refusal was unexpected.
Bai Mie ignored it, and directly treated Ming Shuluo as air!
"Unreasonable!" Ming Shuluo was furious and furious, and wanted to make another move.
"Young master, wait a minute!" The commander rushed forward for the first time and blocked him: "Young master, don't mess with him."
"Master, what do you mean? Don't mess with him?" Hearing the commander's words, Ming Shura yelled in a rage: "It's fine if you don't kill him. Now you have to stop this young master and get away!"
Anyone can see that Ming Shura is extremely angry, and the courageous cultivators are afraid to step back, or even hide, so as not to be involved.
The commander did not answer, nor did he leave, he resolutely blocked Ming Shura and looked at Feng Wuchen with solemn eyes.
Seeing the commander blocking him, Feng Wuchen knew that the opportunity to kill Ming Shura had been missed, and then turned around and entered the gate of heaven.
"This...what's going on? Why did the commander block Young Master Shura?"
"The commander doesn't seem to dare to provoke that kid, who is he?"
"Xuanming Temple sat down with the chief, and actually let the kid go, this..."
"That kid definitely has a background, I'm afraid Emperor Ming can't provoke him either."
Seeing this scene, many practitioners were shocked and confused, wondering who Feng Wuchen was.
"He Qingshan! You dare to disobey this young master's order!" Seeing Feng Wuchen entering the gate of heaven, Ming Xiuluo shouted angrily at the commander.
"Young Master, please calm down your anger." He Qingshan said: "Young Master may not know who he is, but in the battle just now, Young Master should know that he used the power of heaven."
"Heavenly power?" Hearing this, the angry Ming Xiula gave a sudden shock, and then he reacted.
He Qingshan said: "Young Master, if the subordinates' guess is correct, this person is the Young Master Feng Ying of the Dragon God Clan, Master Feng, the Spiritual Realm Divine Product Refining Master. He is so strong that he is not under the Young Master."
"What? He is Fengying?" Ming Xiuluo's expression was shocked again, and said in disbelief: "This is impossible. In the last battle, didn't Dad say Fengying is only in the realm of Heavenly Sovereign? How could it become a of heaven in a blink of an eye? territory?"
Ming Xiula couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen had such a terrifying cultivation speed.
As one of the top arrogances of the Nether Realm, Ming Shuluo took several years to break through from the Heavenly Sovereign to the Heavenly God Realm, while Feng Wuchen only needs one month!
With such a terrifying training speed, how can Ming Shura believe it?
He Qingshan shook his head and said: "This subordinate doesn't know, but Fengying's growth rate is very terrible. He was arrogant just now, and there must be a strong Dragon God clan to protect him. The next stop is the young master."
After a pause, He Qingshan said again: "Young Master still remembers Emperor Ming said that there are eighteen emperors in the Dragon Temple, Bai Mie is a person of Fengying, Fengying has a special identity, and Emperor Ming dare not provoke him. The strength of the Dragon God Clan is too terrifying. Without Tianzun, none of us can help him."
"Damn it!" Ming Shulu gritted his teeth, his fists clenched, his lungs exploded with anger.
He was injured by Feng Wuchen in front of so many people, but he couldn't treat Feng Wuchen like that. For Ming Shura, the feeling was worse than death!
"Young Master, we don't need our intervention to kill Fengying, the Emperor Shura will send someone to deal with him." He Qingshan said.
"Feng Ying!" Ming Shura wished to frustrate Feng Wuchen!
.......
After returning to the human world, Feng Wuchen handed the snow jade hoof to Feng Zhengxiong, and immediately hurried back to the heaven world.
After explaining some things in vain, Feng Wuchen returned directly to the Dragon Temple.
As soon as he returned to the Dragon Temple, Feng Wuchen sensed two very terrifying soul powers, and he was in the Dragon Temple.
"It's time to come." Feng Wuchen's mouth evokes a dangerous arc.