The strongest devil against the sky system

Chapter 58 You have already lost [Please reward~]

"At the end of the day, you all just want the Heaven and Earth Dragon Token in my hand, who wants it? Just come forward and get it, why bother talking so much high-sounding nonsense?"

Mu Futian shrugged, scanned the crowd, and said lightly.

"Arrogance! I, Mr. Wang, are the first to refuse!"

Wang Jun and Luo Yan looked at each other, nodded, jumped out immediately, pointed at Mu Futian and shouted loudly.

The old phantom on the golden round stone platform looked at the scene below with a smile.

He didn't have any intention of stopping, but instead had a look of fun.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, let's do it."

For the young man who jumped out in front of him, Mu Futian said calmly without any fluctuations on his face.

"Hmph, your Dragon Token of Heaven and Earth will belong to me!"

With a cold shout, the young man named Wang Jun immediately struck out with a slap in the face.

"too slow."

Mu Futian shook his head, and moved half a step to the left, just passing by Wang Jun's palm.

"God Thunder Palm!"

While dodging away, Mu Futian did not hesitate to use the second form of the Heavenly God Art.

Although Wang Jun had already noticed it, but at such a close distance, it was obviously too late for him to avoid it.

"Boom~"

Accompanied by a low muffled sound, Wang Jun's body was directly hit by the bombardment.

"Pfft~"

As his body flew upside down, a large mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and his face became extremely pale.

one move.

Just one trick.

Wang Jun, whose strength had reached the peak in the late stage of Chongmai Realm, fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, many monks around took a breath of air.

If it were them, would the end be the same?
"waste!"

Luo Yan shouted coldly in his heart.

And the eyes he looked at Mu Futian became more gloomy.

"Next person."

At this time, Mu Futian's voice sounded again.

Although he knocked down Wang Jun with one move, with the latter's strength, he could only silence a small number of people.

Far from reaching the point of shutting everyone up.

"Arrogant enough, let me meet you."

With a soft drink, a handsome young man with a long gun on the left came out of it.

His name was Chen Zhifeng, his spear was as tall as a person, and when he shook it lightly, there was a trembling sound.

"It's Chen Zhifeng, the first genius in Yunyan City!"

"Is he Chen Zhifeng? His temperament and courage are really extraordinary."

"It is said that his strength has already reached the peak of the Second Heavenly Layer of Creation Realm. I don't know if it is true or not?"

"..."

As Chen Zhifeng walked out, there was an uproar all around.

Obviously.

The former is still quite well-known.

Although many people have never heard of him, they have heard of his name.

And for this person, it is exactly the opponent Mu Futian wants to find.

After all, there were 40 or [-] monks around, and it would be too troublesome if they came one after another.

Although he is not afraid, this kind of wheel battle is too wasteful of time.

"Use your sword, don't say I'm taking advantage of others."

Chen Zhifeng pointed his gun at Mu Futian and said domineeringly.

This move of his, unsurprisingly, caused exclamations from the surrounding female monks.

"Okay, just don't regret it."

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders, and immediately took out the giant sword of soul release from behind.

Luo Xiaozhu and Luo Xiaotong looked at each other, and there was a faint smile in their eyes.

They have absolute confidence in Mu Futian's strength.

After all, the series of huge crises encountered before were all resolved by the former.

A mere cultivator in the second level of the Creation Realm naturally won't attract their attention.

"This weapon...what the hell is going on?"

Naturally, Luo Yan also saw the giant sword in Mu Futian's hand, raised his eyebrows, and felt a little puzzled in his heart.

"Haha, regret it? Do you think I will regret it?"

"nonexistent!"

Hearing Mu Futian's words, Chen Zhifeng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

Immediately, he stomped his footsteps fiercely, and his figure rushed out like an arrow.

"Phantom Gun Dance!"

When he came to Mu Futian, the spear in his hand danced rapidly.

Afterwards, the impenetrable and fierce offensive greeted Mu Futian one after another.

"Five sections!"

Facing a move that was not weak, Mu Futian retreated while using his sword energy to block it.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

The crisp clanging sound continued to resound, accompanied by sparks splashing from it.

"Hehe, didn't you say you want me to regret it? Why run away?"

Chen Zhifeng sneered.

"Escape? You are wrong."

Mu Futian shook his head, and immediately said flatly: "You have already lost."

"Haha, I lost? Who are you scaring?"

Chen Zhifeng laughed again, looking at Mu Futian as if he was looking at a fool.

However, before he could fully grin, his laughter froze.

His eyes are wide open.

What did he see?
He saw a flame emerging from beneath the ground.

And along his feet, it continued to spread upwards.

He wanted to put out the flames, but no matter what he did, he couldn't.

In just an instant, this group of blue flames enveloped his whole body.

"Squeak ~ squeak ~"

With the crisp crackling sound, the flames burned crazily on Chen Zhifeng's body.

"Ah~ah~"

Then, a painful wail came from Chen Zhifeng's mouth.

This kind of flame that can burn even spiritual energy really makes him very uncomfortable.

"I was wrong, let me go! Let me go! I will never go against you!!"

Chen Zhifeng kept rolling on the ground, begging for mercy frantically.

"receive!"

Mu Futian let out a soft drink, and with a wave of his palm, the blue flames that filled Chen Zhifeng's body disappeared completely.

Although Chen Zhifeng had saved his life, he was really in a bit of a mess right now.

The whole body is like a black charcoal.

and.

On his body, he couldn't find a place where the skin was good.

As for the clothes, scalp, etc., most of them were burned.

All the monks around, including Luo Yan, gasped.

To know.

That's Chen Zhifeng, who is at the peak of the second heaven of Creation Realm.

How could such a proud son of heaven end up in such a fate?
This really made them unbelievable!

However, the facts were placed in front of them like this, which made them have to believe it!
"This guy is indeed a bit unusual. He is indeed the chosen one."

The old phantom on the golden round stone platform caressed his beard and murmured admiringly.

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