Emperor Tianwu

At this moment, Zhang Zehu was full of vigor and vitality. He looked at Yun Chen as if he was looking at an ant.

In more than half a year, he went from Kaiyuan Realm to Tianwu Realm. Now he is already in the third level of Tianwu Realm. He is not weaker than the core disciples of those big forces. Therefore, he did not take Yun Chen seriously.

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Even if Zhang Zehu did not intend to take action, Yun Chen was also going to take action.

This guy targeted him again and again when he was in Lianyun Peak. If he was not stronger, I am afraid that his body would have been gone long ago.

After saying this coldly, Yun Chen moved directly.

This time, he did not use the Tianque Knife, but took a step forward and immediately punched the opponent.

As the punch was thrown, a great force of heaven and earth gathered on Yun Chen's body. At the same time, the powerful aura belonging to the Tianwu realm suddenly exploded, and the magnificent spiritual energy roared out from his body, like a flood from a broken dam, and sank into his fist, causing the sound of wind and thunder to suddenly ring between heaven and earth as soon as his fist was thrown.

Not only that, because of his excessive speed, even the space in front of him was slightly distorted.

Seeing Yun Chen's punch, Zhang Zehu's face showed a disdainful sneer. Just as he was about to take action, the hairs on his body suddenly stood up, and an unprecedented crisis enveloped him.

"Not good!"

He exclaimed in his heart, and directly blocked the long sword in front of him, and at the same time frantically urged the energy of the vitality in his body to cover his body, making the vitality armor on his body thicker, trying to block Yun Chen's punch.

The fist came, and Zhang Zehu's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme. The long sword was broken with a click. The opponent's fist continued to move forward and suddenly hit his chest.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly resounded in the forest. Zhang Zehu's body suddenly bent, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly appeared behind him. He looked at his chest in a daze.

"You..."

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. Soon, as Yun Chen retracted his fist, he fell to the ground and there was no movement.

One punch, Zhang Zehu, dead.

Yun Chen today is no longer the Yun Chen of the past.

Let alone the Tianwu realm, even the half-soul realm, he can kill.

The forest was quiet.

Fusu Mingyu and others looked at Yun Chen with a dazed look on their faces.

Died, Zhang Zehu, actually died?

In front of the opponent, he couldn't even withstand a punch and was killed by a punch.

Some of them could not believe it.

However, the facts were before them, and they could not help but believe it.

After a while, the unruly young man was the first to come to his senses and said coldly: "You, you actually killed Zhang Zehu?"

"Why, if I don't kill him, am I waiting for him to kill me? Besides, he should have died long ago!" Yun Chen responded indifferently.

"Bold, Zhang Zehu is the Seventeenth Prince's man. You, a lowly person, dare to kill the Seventeenth Prince's man. Do you want to die?" Hearing this, the unruly young man immediately scolded.

The enchanting young woman also echoed: "This young master, you killed our companions in front of us like this. Aren't you giving us too little face?"

"This prince really didn't expect that you would grow so fast!" Fusu Mingyu also spoke: "Although he is not as skilled as others and deserves to die, he is also this prince's man after all. You killed this prince's man in front of this prince. Aren't you giving this prince too little face?"

The red-clothed girl named Xun'er did not speak. After hearing what the three said, she shook her head a little speechlessly.

Her brother seemed to have gone too far.

"Face, who are you? Are you worthy of face from Yun Chen?" Yun Chen said mercilessly.

He had no good feelings towards Fusu Mingyu and others.

Of course, he had no good feelings, nor did he hate these people, but at this moment, he killed Zhang Zehu, and these guys showed a condescending attitude, which made him very unhappy.

"You are looking for death!"

Hearing Yun Chen's words, the three of them were furious.

The unruly young man sneered: "Dare to talk to the seventeenth prince like this, I think you don't want to live, don't think that you are already in the Tianwu realm, and you don't take other people in your eyes."

That's what he said, but he didn't mean to do it.

Zhang Zehu is powerful, not much less than him. Such a person was killed by the opponent with a punch, which shows how terrible the opponent's strength is.

I'm afraid that except for the seventeenth prince, only the eighteenth princess has the strength to fight with the opponent.

"Haha!" Yun Chen sneered: "If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

After saying that, he was too lazy to pay attention to these guys anymore. He squatted down, took off Zhang Zehu's storage ring, and then put it into his own storage ring.

This scene made Fusu Mingyu's face completely gloomy. There was a murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and the vitality in his body was also gathering. It was obvious that he was about to take action.