The god-level master of the cold and beautiful president

After a long time, Fan Wuqing was completely stunned.

Those attribute attacks fell on him, and they were affected every time. His movements slowed down, his speed couldn't be displayed, and he was always in a situation of being beaten.

The most important thing is that the ultimate move cannot be released.

Fan Wuqing also felt that the vitality in his body was draining away.

Magic!

It must be an evil magic skill!
This is the most frightening thing for Fan Wuqing. Once his vitality is completely consumed, he will die here.

"The emperor is furious!"

The phantom behind Fan Wuqing punched, rolling up snowflakes all over the sky, and a huge fist mark appeared in everyone's eyes. Taking advantage of some time, they finally found a chance to counterattack.

As soon as the first move of the Son of Heaven's Divine Art came out, it strangled all the opponent's scroll attacks.

"Blood Knife Chu Feng, I want to kill you!"

Fan Wuqing's face was full of hatred.

It was because of Chu Feng that he encountered an unprecedented embarrassment. If he hadn't practiced the Son of Heaven's Divine Art, he believed that he would have absolutely no ability to struggle in front of this style of play.

Chu Feng didn't have any fear in the face of the punch of the god-level kung fu technique. The blood sea knife kept slashing out, and the speed reached the limit. The light of the knife kept falling on the huge fist mark. With a slash of the blood sea knife, it met the fist mark. After a loud noise, Chu Feng took three steps back.

Whoa!
Huge cracks appeared on the snow behind Chu Feng, and everyone was shocked to see them.

Valkyrie level attack!
"He actually blocked it!"

Unwillingness flashed in Fan Wuqing's eyes. The Heavenly Son's Divine Art was unable to kill the opponent, but instead blocked it. It seemed that it was very easy.

"Hmph, if you can block the first blow, let's see how much you can block!"

Fan Wuqing's first punch went up.

If one punch is not enough, then two punches, three punches!
Now he is still holding on, no matter what he wants to kill this blood knife Chu Feng, he must not be allowed to live.

The huge fist print came up again.

An aura of dominance surged over the sky and covered the sky. In front of this majestic aura, everyone subconsciously wanted to prostrate on the ground, and only a few people could stop it.

"Shield the aura of the Son of Heaven!"

Chu Feng was also affected to a certain extent, after being blocked.Immediately normal.

"The Martial God-level technique is indeed not easy, but it's a pity that the opponent is not a Martial God-level powerhouse, otherwise, it would not be so easy for me to resist now!"

Chu Feng knew the strength of Fan Wuqing when performing martial arts level kung fu.

Fortunately, he is in the body of the imperial rank, and the opponent's divine power of the Son of Heaven is powerful. Basically, he can sweep away the powerhouses of the first level of the physical body of the royal rank, but he is far behind when facing the physical body of the imperial rank.

Chu Feng put away the Blood Sea Knife, charged forward, and punched him.

"court death!"

Fan Wuqing's eyes were cold.

Flesh and blood fighting against the Son of Heaven's martial art is definitely looking for death, even the powerful Emperor Wu with the flesh and blood of Wang rank dare not bear it.

boom! !

The two fists collided heavily, setting off a huge wave, affecting all the people in the distance, vomiting blood one by one.

"Is this the Martial God-level skill? It seems that it is still a little bit worse!"

Chu Feng's qi and blood were slightly churning, and he attacked again without stopping.

"How is it possible, this is the Son of Heaven's magical skill, he actually managed it, his physical body is impossible to be so powerful!"

Fan Wuqing was completely moved at this moment, with an unbelievable expression in his eyes.

Ever since practicing the Divine Art of the Son of Heaven, no one has ever been able to take a hard punch.

"Come again!"

Fan Wuqing suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Punch again!

Boom boom boom! ! !
The huge sound continued to explode.

Everyone retreated, and the place where the two fought was shaken by an earthquake.

"too frightening!"

"Blood Knife Chu Feng can actually resist the Son of Heaven's Divine Art with his body, that is a Martial God-level art!"

"That guy's body is probably stepping into the body of an emperor!"

"Too enchanting!"

Fan Wuqing and Chu Feng, you punched, I punched, constantly attacking each other.

At the beginning, Fan Wuqing still had the confidence to defeat the opponent, but as the speed of the Son of Heaven's magic skill became slower and slower, Fan Wuqing's expression finally changed.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"This young man is the proud son of heaven. With a lot of resources in the family, he has cultivated to the body of the royal rank. How could he reach the physical body of the imperial rank!"

Fan Wuqing was hit hard!
After dozens of punches, the power in Fan Wuqing's body was almost completely consumed, but the opponent's strength did not have any influence, and he was alive and well.

"Young Master Fan, continue!"

Chu Feng suddenly took out the Blood Sea Saber, and draped it heavily on Fan Wuqing's body with a swift and fierce strike.

There was a loud click.

The emperor's bodyguard was broken.

"what!!!"

Fan Wuqing screamed as the bloody sword light rolled, and a bloody left arm fell to the ground.

"Young master's arm!"

Fan Wuqing raised his head to the sky and yelled, he lost an arm, and his strength was greatly damaged.

"Young Master Fan, you can't even protect your body, the Son of Heaven!"

Chu Feng drew out his saber again, and the bloody saber light rolled over.

"Blood Knife Chu Feng, I will definitely kill you, definitely!"

Fan Wuqing reluctantly took out a scroll, a golden light wrapped Fan Wuqing, and with a whoosh sound, it got into the void and disappeared without a trace.

"The short-distance teleportation scroll is really a good thing!"

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes and put away the Blood Sea Knife.

"Go back and tell you that the strong Fan family, just say that Chu Feng, the blood knife, will pay a visit in a month's time!"

Those people rushed away!

In their eyes, the young master Fan Wuqing, who practiced the Son of Heaven's magic art, was no match for this blood knife Chu Feng, and he even sacrificed an arm for it, which greatly damaged his strength.

On Feixue Mountain.

A color appeared in Han Feiyan's beautiful eyes.

"Such strength, strong defense, his physical body has stepped into the realm of the emperor, and he is capable of fighting Fan Wuqing's divine art of the Son of Heaven. This person is too evil, and that blood knife is really a magic weapon. Cut off Fan Wuqing Arm, from now on, Fan Wuqing's strength will plummet, unless one day the body cultivates to the emperor level and masters the method of rebirth of flesh and blood!"

The following battle was completely beyond Han Feiyan's imagination.

"It's a pity that he is from the Demon Sect. People from the Western Continent will never allow such a powerful Demon Sect expert to appear!" Han Feiyan shook his head. , and besiege the Blood Knife Chu Feng together, alas!!!”

For a moment, Han Feiyan didn't know what to do.

No matter what direction things develop next, Feixue Palace has already been involved in a storm, and the Fan family will never let Feixue Palace go, whoever let things happen in Feixue Palace.

This is something that Feixue Palace cannot avoid.

"Young Master Fan, he actually lost and even broke an arm!"

The beautiful woman Liu Yun's tender body trembled.

She knew how powerful Fan Ruqing was.

But such a peerless arrogance would lose to an equally young guy.

After Fan Wuqing escaped, Liu Yun, the great elder, immediately left in despair with her confidants.

"Won!"

Fengyun Youyou covered her mouth with a look of disbelief.

The Chu Feng who defeated him at the beginning, his strength has improved to this level, and he defeated Fan Wuqing who mastered the Martial God technique.

For a while, Fengyun Youyou became obsessed.

The image of Chu Feng in his mind became tall and majestic.