Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 901
"I didn't expect that your Ouyang family is a fucking bunch of white-eyed wolves. It's fine if you don't miss the old kindness. These years, you have started to ruthlessly suppress my Zhou family. If you are like this, you are not afraid of thunder!"

"God, if you fucking open your eyes, give me a big thunderbolt to strike Ouyang Rui to death!"

The drunken Zhou Wenyu cursed endlessly, and finally, hated to the extreme, but naively wanted to ask God to help clean up his Ouyang family. However, in this world where the strong are respected and can do whatever they want, this matter is obvious. If it doesn’t work, it’s better to worry about Zhou’s family committing suicide collectively than others like Zhou Wenyu and others who are punished by God.

In this way, it can be regarded as a happy one.

But at this moment, before he finished speaking, a sneer suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Hey, you Zhou Wenyu really have backbone! You don't ask for a way to re-emerge your Zhou family, but here you ask God for help. I really admire you, admire, admire!"

"In the world of self-cultivation, the strong are the most respected. If you beg God to have mercy, that is tantamount to sitting and waiting to die!"

"Trash, what a waste..."

The first one said admiration, which was completely ironic, and the second one was trash, which was really sincere.

But at this time, the voice of sneering and mocking appeared abruptly and faintly, just like what a ghost said, echoing above the main hall, it was unusually clear and swayed back and forth, making people unable to figure out where the abyss of sound was.

But at this moment, Zhou Wenyu, who was half-drunk and half-awake, was startled when he heard the words, and most of them were sober after drinking.

After all, he is also a person with the eighth level of condensed phase cultivation, and his strength is tyrannical. Although he is drunk at the moment, his spiritual sense is still strong. He has been detecting the changes around him, but this voice can escape his spiritual sense and appear in his place. In the hall, so he couldn't help but be horrified.

His complexion was ugly in an instant, like a conditioned reflex, he stood up suddenly from the ground, and then a pair of tiger eyes were full of sharp light, and he began to look around the hall, scanning left and right, and his spiritual sense followed him, looking around.

While he was searching carefully, he shouted in a deep voice: "Who is it? The Xiao Xiao who came from there dared to break into the main hall of my Zhou family without authorization. The Zhou family is located. Is it because I am impatient!"

Once sober, he raised his voice and shouted loudly, so that he regained a bit of masculinity, condensing his powerful demeanor.

And just as he was asking questions, a figure flashed in the hall, and a man in Tsing Yi suddenly appeared in the middle of the hall like that ghost, and this person was none other than Leng Feng...

With the Xuantian Nine Turning Technique, his movement speed has reached the limit. Now, with his movement technique, unless it is the ancestor of Faying, who can understand his actions, the rest of the monks want to detect him. , very difficult.

If you don't use your spiritual sense to lock it in advance, you can never see the trajectory of Leng Feng's real body.

But at this time, Leng Feng's sudden appearance startled Zhou Wenyu, and he immediately shouted.

"You, what are you? You are not from the Zhou family! You are really impatient to break into my Zhou's house!"

Seeing Leng Feng appearing like a ghost, Zhou Wenyu became even more wary, and secretly clenched his fists. Obviously, if Leng Feng couldn't give him a satisfactory answer, no matter who it was, he would definitely step forward and deal with it with thunder.

But at this moment, Leng Feng did not answer his words immediately, looked Zhou Wenyu up and down, then shook his head and said: "The momentum has recovered a bit, it's a pity, but the strength of this cultivation base is really not that good!"

"Condensed phase eighth heaven, hey, ants!"

As Youyou said, in a flash, Leng Feng disappeared in place again, and when he appeared, he was above the main hall where Zhou Wenyu was, on the throne of the Patriarch, and Zhou Wenyu could only trace the trace of the former That's all, following the trajectory, turning around, when he saw the former sitting on the throne of the Patriarch, he was surprised and angry.

Surprised at the speed of his movement, it was too fast, like a ghost, and angry because he actually sat on the throne of his patriarch in front of him.

"Too much bullying, too much bullying, you are courting death..."

Angry towards the gallbladder, he didn't care about Leng Feng's strength, whether he could shake him or not, he roared, regardless, he jumped up and rushed towards Leng Feng, and when he got in front of him, he punched heavily.

The cultivator of the condensed phase eighth heaven is powerful, and this punch is under the rage. In this way, this power is definitely [-]% of his own power. Compared with Leng Feng, if Leng Feng is now replaced by a hill, he will suffer such a blow. Fist, the mountain must collapse, but this kind of comparison is really inappropriate, because the former is not a mountain.

Moreover, he would never obediently let the latter bombard him.

The former smiled coldly, and then he also punched violently, but this punch he used the power of breaking the ground and breaking the sky.

boom! ...

In this way, in the blink of an eye, the fists collided, and suddenly, a powerful wave suddenly appeared in the hall. Under the strong collision, the sound had not yet been produced, but the huge vibration had already begun to permeate.

In such a large hall, the magnificent place that had been blessed by the ban, couldn't help but tremble again and again because of the two punches. The four boyu pillars supporting the hall were turbulently moving, and earth and stones were sprinkled on them.

And in this abnormal movement, there was finally a loud noise that shook the sky...

And accompanied by the loud noise, Leng Feng, who was sitting on the main hall of the Patriarch, just swayed a little bit, while Zhou Wenyu, on the other hand, was directly shaken back, and was forced to walk more than ten steps away, with a dark expression on his face.

Intersecting with Leng Feng's heavy punches, he was not only forced to retreat, but also suffered a bit of a dark loss.

"You, who the hell are you!" Zhou Wenyu was terrified when he saw that his punch was easily parried by his opponent.

Finally he knew that Leng Feng was definitely not someone he could provoke, so even if Zhou Wenyu was furious, he didn't dare to be rash, and he didn't dare to attack the former in a fit of anger.

Standing under His Royal Highness, he stared at Leng Feng with a wide-eyed look, his eyes were full of horror and anger at the same time.

And Leng Feng, after hearing the words, glanced at him coldly, and then said with a sneer: "I, hmph, you don't have the right to ask me who I am now, let me ask you first, as the head of a family, don't tell me Have no ambition at all!"

"Do you think it's interesting to be shit on someone's neck? You don't have the heart to resist!"

"I, of course, of course I have, but, but I don't have the strength..."

Leng Feng's words pierced Zhou Wenyu's heart heavily like a knife, so when he heard the words, he felt his heart ached, his complexion changed, and he became extremely struggling.

The whole person forgot about Leng Feng's attack, and instantly felt aggrieved in a trance.

Then, he gritted his teeth and said, as if he was speaking to Leng Feng, and he was also speaking to himself, but the words came out weakly, even he himself did not have the confidence.

(End of this chapter)