Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 2449 Little Fighting King

The moment he opened his mouth, the witch war general made a move at the same time, took a step forward, and rushed towards Chu Fengmian suddenly.

Unable to cover his ears, he punched Chu Fengmian on the head.

The powerful force turned into a huge fist shadow of a thousand feet, and it struck down mightily, with the potential to subdue the heavens.

A powerful coercion shrouded Chu Fengmian's body, and he wanted to subdue Chu Fengmian.

"God overwhelms witchcraft!"

The moment Wu Shi saw this move, his face couldn't help but said.

This is one of the most powerful means of suppression in the martial arts of the witch god. With the power of the witch god, it is hard to resist to suppress everything.

What's more, this witch warrior made a sudden move. Under such a defenseless situation, it is even more difficult to resist this move.

If it was Wu Shi, it would be difficult to resist this trick suddenly.

After this witch warrior gathered his strength and suppressed Chu Fengmian fiercely, his face showed a bit of ferocity.

Although he didn't know the origin of Chu Fengmian, but since he decided to turn his face here, it's better to suppress Chu Fengmian first, so as not to cause trouble.

Anyway, in their eyes, Wu Shi, Wu Hao, and Chu Fengmian are already three dead people. Today, whether Chu Fengmian is dead or alive is up to them to decide. It will be suppressed.

As for resistance, they haven't put the two witch warriors in their eyes yet.

This time he made a direct move, preparing to suppress Chu Fengmian, and it also meant that he wanted to make an example of others.

But just as he was confidently waiting to see Chu Fengmian be suppressed, the huge shadow of the fist suddenly shattered the moment it approached Chu Fengmian's body.

With a random wave of Chu Fengmian, the gigantic shadow of the thousand-foot fist was forcibly torn apart.

The powerful suppressing techniques in Wushen martial arts, the unstoppable secret techniques of immortal saints, can't hurt Chu Fengmian at all.

Chu Fengmian's strength was no longer enough for an ordinary immortal saint to hurt him.

He stood up slowly, a shocking momentum erupted, and every move had the meaning of controlling the world, as if in the whole world, Chu Fengmian was the supreme ruler.

As Chu Fengmian's strength became stronger and stronger, the power of the ninth-level divine blood was also fully stimulated. This kind of coercion from the blood made all the witches feel this kind of pressure from the blood. The fear inside.

"Your Majesty!"

Chu Fengmian gave a cold shout, and with a swipe, he slammed down with a slap, and slammed it hard at the witch war general who had just made a move.

Chu Fengmian's cold snort, like a thunderclap, exploded in the warlord's mind, and he felt a bit of fear in his heart.

But he is also a person who has experienced countless battles of life and death. Almost instantly, he suppressed the fear in his heart, suddenly gathered his strength, and suddenly punched out. A huge phantom of a witch god emerged, with boundless power, blessed on his fist, and punched out.

However, Chu Fengmian didn't care about the phantom of the witch god, in the face of absolute power, all means were meaningless, so he suddenly slapped it heavily with his palm.

All of a sudden, the warrior warrior had endured a huge force, as if he had been hit hard, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

Behind him, the phantom of the witch god became extremely illusory, and dissipated immediately. Under the power of Chu Fengmian's palm, the power of this witch warrior was completely suppressed.

He couldn't control his body anymore, under this huge force, he directly knelt down on his knees in front of Chu Fengmian.

With one move, Chu Fengmian forcefully suppressed this warrior warrior and knelt on the ground.

No matter how he struggled, his body couldn't take a step away from Chu Fengmian, he could only kneel here.

Chu Fengmian's strength has already far surpassed the realm of immortal saints, what's more, after coming to this giant elephant space, Chu Fengmian's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and has reached an incredible level.

The Giant Elephant Space is a closed space, and Chu Fengmian doesn't need to worry at all. The problem of his strength being leaked out can happen to be a full-fledged attack now.

Chu Fengmian originally wanted to find someone to test his strength, but now he has reached such a point, and now these people from the Shoushan tribe have come to him on their own initiative.

In defeating that warlord, Chu Fengmian used only [-]% to [-]% of his strength. This result also made Chu Fengmian extremely satisfied.

Based on this calculation, Chu Fengmian's strength should already be very close to the realm of the Immortal Venerable. As long as he fully recovers from his injuries by some chance, he can hit the realm of the Immortal Venerable.

"All of you, kneel down too!"

After suppressing that witch warrior, Chu Fengmian's gaze turned to the direction of the remaining four members of the Shoushan tribe, and suddenly suppressed it with a palm.

"Wu Xuan Tianji!"

The remaining four members of the mountain tribe also understand now that Chu Fengmian's strength is far from being as simple as it seems. Divine light.

In this divine light, there is an ancient aura, which seems to be the supreme means of using the power of the powerful Wu clan in the ancient times.

This divine light grew bigger and bigger, and finally enveloped Chu Fengmian in it.

Chu Fengmian was shrouded in the divine light, his face was extremely calm, he sneered, and grabbed it with his big hand, suddenly this divine light was caught with a gap.

Then Chu Fengmian clenched his right hand tightly, and Chu Fengmian forcibly pulled out this divine light, and it became invisible in the palm of Chu Fengmian's hand.

At the same time, on the other side, from the top of Chu Fengmian's head, a huge arm condensed out, turned into a palm of ten thousand feet, and ruthlessly suppressed it.

"what!"

With a scream, three of the four Wu clansmen of the Shoushan tribe were ruthlessly suppressed by the power of this palm in an instant, and all fell to their knees just like the Wu warrior just now. on the ground.

The power on them was also tightly suppressed, and they couldn't move even a moment in front of Chu Fengmian.

Only Xiao Dou Wang was left, still firmly supporting Chu Fengmian's strength, and almost all the secret techniques on his body exploded to counteract Chu Fengmian's strength.

Five times, ten times, fifteen times!
The strength of Little Fighting King has increased fifteen times.

Even indistinctly, this little fighting king resisted Chu Fengmian's strength. If it wasn't for the suppression from his blood, this little fighting king would have to break free from the suppression in Chu Fengmian's palm.

(End of this chapter)