Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 981 Defeating the opponent shocked thousands of people
Then, after a few breaths, there was a loud bang, and the treasure was shattered directly, shattered into powder, and turned into dust all over the sky, but at this moment, Feng Jianli screamed.

Then the person flickered, and fell directly from the void.

Like a dilapidated kite, it is unable to fly after being eroded by the rainstorm, and those who are unwilling can only fall to the ground.

"Bang!" Then, there was a loud bang, but in the blink of an eye, Feng Jianli, who was still insane just now, fell heavily to the ground like a pool of rotten meat, and then, just leaned up like that, but was unable to get up.

Just now, he forcibly crossed his mana into the magic weapon, created a connection with it, and used it to fight the magic weapon with Leng Feng, but now his magic weapon was defeated and the magic weapon was shattered. As a result, he also suffered disaster.

But at this time, looking at Feng Jianli after landing, his face was pale and his expression was distorted. After landing, his whole body was trembling endlessly. With those unbelievable eyes, he looked in horror at the unscathed Leng Feng who was still in the void.

With trembling lips, he muttered to himself: "How... How is it possible! I am the eldest disciple of the Piaomiao Sword Sect, how could I lose to a mere humble casual cultivator? How is this possible?"

"No, whoa whoa..."

Seeing that the person was unscathed, and seeing that his trump card was useless in front of him, so Feng Jianli couldn't believe it, couldn't accept it, and muttered to himself, but it also seemed to be complaining.

But just as he muttered to himself with grief and indignation, it may be because he was too depressed, or he was too hard, so that he was seriously injured, and he was extremely angry.

Then, before he finished speaking, he spurted another mouthful of blood, and the blood gushed out from his mouth like a fountain.

And at the same time, after this mouthful of blood was sprayed out, Feng Jianli trembled all over, and his breath was weak again, as if all the energy in his body was drained from his body after this mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

But at this moment, everyone present was stunned. Seeing that the person who had the upper hand just now was beaten like a cripple, everyone was extremely surprised.

At the same time, when they looked at Leng Feng again, their eyes were full of fear.

Especially the disciples of the Piaomiao Sword Sect, these guys finally stopped clamoring wantonly and dared not ruthlessly despise the former. Even, seeing Feng Jianli's defeat, they all felt fear in their hearts.

They asked themselves, if they were not Feng Jianli's opponent, the gap between him and him was much bigger, and at this time, his opponent was defeated instantly, but the opponent was unscathed, so they only felt that Leng Feng was so powerful that he had no limits .

Although they didn't think the former could be as powerful as Faying Patriarch, they were much stronger than them.

Then, not daring to be arrogant anymore, under fear, panicked like a frightened hamster, and flew back again.

Not only did they dare not come over to take care of the defeated Feng Jianli, but instead they wanted to stay away from the battlefield, and if Feng Jianli was not still on the field at this moment, they would not be able to leave it alone, maybe they would have run away with oil on their feet .

And at this moment, looking at the tens of thousands of casual cultivators in the field, they also followed the disciples of Piaomiao Sword Sect, and they all retreated backward one after another. They were full of awe towards the former and Leng Feng at this moment.

Especially those who were disrespectful to Zi'er and the others just now, who spoke out and looked down on Leng Feng's casual cultivators, but now, they were so frightened that they squeezed into the crowd, thinking they wanted to hide secretly.

Trembling with fear, they dared not even look at the former.

Even some timid ones, even if they hid, hid among the crowd, and huddled in a corner, they trembled and trembled involuntarily under the fear, fear, and panic.

After all, casual cultivators are different from powerful cultivators. They have no backing, no backing, and they walk around the world on weekdays, with their lives hanging on their belts, and they always have the heart to lose their lives.

And so, gradually, some casual cultivators, or most of them, over time, not only did they not become more courageous, but they became more and more timid.

But at this time, when they felt as if they had bumped into a person who could kill the peak of Condensation Phase with a raised hand, they felt that the sky had become dark, and they even felt that the god of death was waving to them.

In this way, they can't help being afraid, and they can't help worrying about their own lives.

However, it was obvious that they were overthinking. Leng Feng would not take such lowly people like them to mind, because they were not qualified enough for the former to take them seriously.

They, don't deserve...

But at this moment, looking at Leng Feng standing proudly in the void, he really ignored the fearful eyes on his left and right. He didn't bother to pay attention to casual cultivators and other monks of Piaomiao Sword Sect, and only treated these ants as air.

At this moment, all he could see was Feng Jianli, who was lying on the ground and had no combat power at all. Looking at the arrogant man under his feet, his eyes were full of contempt, and there was a mocking sneer at the corner of his mouth.

The winner is king, he can naturally trample on the latter ruthlessly, and the latter can only bear it.

"Hmph, idiot..." The corner of his mouth twitched, he glanced coldly, and after cursing, he stretched out his hand and took the Hunyuan Pearl back. Then, he glanced at him coldly, and said with a sneer, "Humble casual cultivator? Huh, thanks!" You still say it right now, if I am a lowly casual cultivator, then you are not even as good as a casual cultivator!"

"A stupid guy who judges people by their appearance! You are the only idiot who still doesn't know why he lost!"

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, idiot, take your dog and disappear from my eyes quickly, young master, I don't want to see an idiot like you appearing in front of me, hurry up, if not, today is yours Time to die..."

Following this kind of person, Leng Feng didn't want to worry too much.

At this point, after pretending to be aggressive, he had already slapped his face, and his anger disappeared.

In this way, he didn't bother to pay attention to Feng Jianli anymore, and wanted to let him go after thinking about it.

Of course, if it was normal, he would kill him, but he didn't want to kill him this time.

The reason is that he is the chief disciple of Piaomiao Sword Sect after all. Although Leng Feng doesn't care about him, he still has to deal with the three clans in the future, and the three clans of Longfeng Pavilion are the most important. Shi Shi formed an inextricable enmity with Piao Miao Jianzong, so he planned to let him go.

Moreover, since the person's magic weapon was destroyed and he was seriously injured, this can be regarded as hurting his root, and this bad breath can be regarded as venting, and it is not impossible to spare his life.

But he didn't expect that this Fengjian was so narrow-minded that he didn't even care about life and death.

(End of this chapter)