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"Actually, I didn't want to kill you, but since you are so disrespectful, I will send you on your way!"

Zhu Ri's eyes narrowed, and his body turned into a shadow, swooping towards Qin Feng.

"Bang!"

Zhu Ri's palm showed heavy firelight, raised high, diffused a powerful light mist, and shot towards Qin Feng, with murderous intent surging.

Countless monks around looked at the conflict between the two, and no one was surprised.

Zhu Ri's strength ranks among the best among the true disciples of the Suzaku Holy Land. If he were not in retreat and did not participate in the Power Conference, he might have a place for them as a quasi-holy son.

Qin Feng obtained the quasi-holy son, and his divine king body was so powerful that few could compete with him, but his realm was still slightly lacking.

Qin Feng and Zhu Ri are both the proud sons of heaven. Zhu Ri's realm crushes Qin Feng's dozens of smaller realms, but people think that Qin Feng will never benefit from Zhu Ri's hands.

Qin Feng stood in the void and did not see any movement. When Zhu Ri's palm came in front of him, he raised his right hand and faced it.

"Bang!"

There was a flash of lightning between the two of them, and an extremely loud thunder sounded, spreading throughout the area.

As the two palms collided, haloes of light spread around, causing ripples to appear in the void, and the energy light flooded the place like gorgeous fireworks.

"Senior Brother Zhu Ri has the level of moving mountains to the seventh level of the sky, and his strength is unfathomable. Even Qin Feng will have to pay a tragic price!"

Countless people exclaimed, feeling the divine power spreading out of the void, and they were all shocked.

Zhu Ri's strength is extremely profound, and he has practiced in the Suzaku Holy Land for many years, and his divine power is even more unfathomable.

However, when the fluctuations dissipated, everyone was stunned and didn't know what to say.

In mid-air, Qin Feng stood facing the wind. His whole body was filled with divine power, as ethereal as a fairy, and as calm as usual.

On the other hand, Zhu Ri's face turned the color of gold paper. His entire palm became tattered and twisted into a mass of blood oozing out from Qin Feng's punch.

"I go, how is this possible,"

"Qin Feng actually punched Senior Brother Zhu Ri until his bones and tendons were broken. This is too terrifying!"

All around, some monks showed strange expressions. They looked at the scene in the void and felt it was very incredible.

"You must know that Senior Brother Qin stood there to greet him instead of taking the initiative. This shows how strong he is!"

Some monks also said that Qin Feng passively attacked, and the divine power he unleashed crippled one of Zhu Ri's arms. This shocked people so much that they even changed their names.

Qin Feng is suspended in the void, extremely calm. His god-king body is as powerful as the sea, and he has Pangu bloodline. Few people can match him in terms of physical power alone.

"How is that possible?"

Zhu Ri couldn't believe it at all. His face was extremely ugly, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Just now, he felt as if his body was slapped on an ancient sacred mountain, and the force of the shock was beyond his ability to resist.

"I said I would slap you to death. If you can stop my blow, I will let you go."

Qin Feng stood in the void. He did not pursue him, but said lightly, his whole person showing an extremely confident look.

Zhu Ri's face suddenly stiffened when he heard this. Just now Qin Feng said that he would be slapped to death, but he didn't believe it at all. Instead, he said that he would send Qin Feng on his way.

But now, he took the initiative to attack and actually lost his sword, which was hard for him to accept. He was as powerful as the sea, more than a dozen small realms higher than his opponent. He had practiced for several years on the sacred mountain of the Suzaku Holy Land, and his combat power was unfathomable.

But facing the young man in front of him, the first collision caused the entire arm to be broken into several sections. No one was more panicked than him.

At this time, the atmosphere in the field was frighteningly solemn, Qin Feng's momentum was surging, and the ripples caused by the vibrations made the oppressed people breathless.

Qin Feng's performance was as tyrannical as in a power conference. Even when facing the best among the true disciples, Zhu Ri, who had been famous for a long time, was still calm and indifferent. Instead, he injured the opponent, leaving people stunned.

"brush!"

Naturally, Zhu Ri couldn't sit still and wait for death. His eyes changed slightly, and then he directly pulled out a bronze pagoda.

The pagoda flashed with the wind and instantly turned into a giant of dozens of feet. It was as heavy as a small mountain and came towards Qin Feng to suppress it.

The bronze tower was intertwined with divine power and was as heavy as a mountain. There was a roaring sound in the void, spreading endless ripples, and it was extremely heavy.

Qin Feng showed no fear at all. He punched the sky again with his backhand. The low-grade Kunpeng Fist spread out the light of the twelfth lunar month and the sun. He slapped it with one hand, and the light reached its peak and hit upwards.

"clang!"

A deafening sound came, and Qin Feng punched out a beam of light, which hit the pagoda. Then the pagoda shook continuously and was blown away by him.

"Crack!"

The pagoda was knocked thousands of meters away by Qin Feng's punch, and it was pressed on the top of a hill. The top of the hill shook for a while, and large cracks appeared, which was really scary.

"This one-arm swing may have the ability to throw a mountain!"

"This is simply a savage beast in human form!"

The countless monks around were all shocked. Qin Feng blew away the opponent's protective pagoda with one punch. It was so brutal!

His own bronze pagoda was blown away by Qin Feng, which made Zhu Ri's expression change drastically. In an instant, he waved three beams of light with his right hand. These three beams of light turned into three divine swords, and firelight flowed out all over the sky, towards Qin Feng slashed over.

At this moment, Zhu Yue, who was confronting Zhu Yitian and others in the mountains, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These three divine swords were the true fire that Zhu Ri cultivated with his life. Their divine power was so powerful that it was so terrifying that even divine gold could be melted.

However, something surprising happened. Kunpeng Fist was transformed into Taiyin Fist, and a dark energy flowed out.

This Taiyin Fist was so powerful that it instantly smashed the three true fire divine swords into pieces and disappeared into thin air.

"Too scary!"

"That black substance seems to be Taiyin Qi, one of the two yin and yang energies in the legend!"

Countless cultivators around widened their eyes and felt incredible. Zhu Ri's innate true fire was directly wiped out by Qin Feng, and the cold wind here was biting, which was really amazing.

At this moment, Zhu Yue, who was surrounded by Zhu Yitian and others, was a little panicked. Zhu Ri's attacks were repeatedly blocked by Qin Feng, which made him very anxious.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yitian and the others did not want to give him this opportunity. They surrounded him and locked his soul completely. As long as Zhu Yue moved, he would be greeted by countless magic weapons!

"Get out of the way, or I will kill you without mercy!"

Zhu Yue's eyes were like lightning, and heavy flames flowed around his body. His murderous intent emerged, which was very terrifying.

He and Zhu Ri were twins. When the combined attack technique was performed, the power was superimposed, and it had always been successful.

But at this time, he and Zhu Ri were separated, and something seemed wrong.