The Strongest Mad Emperor in History

It was sunny and the sun was scorching.

The life and death battle between the two martial emperors Dzogchen was so fierce that most people couldn't get close at all.

Therefore, everyone can only watch the decent Wuhuang Dzogchen, attacking the Demon Sect's Wuhuang Dzogchen, and launch a fatal blow.

Many people closed their eyes and couldn't bear to see the cruel scene.

At the same time, they are extremely self-blame in their hearts, self-blaming that they are incapable of helping their compatriots.

The decent people present were all beaming when they saw this scene.

Although the decline of decency is irreversible, the Wuhuang Dzogchen who can kill one more demon sect is also a great thing for decency!

"Hahaha!"

Accompanied by the upright laughter of the decent Emperor Wuhuang Dzogchen, his fierce palm is about to fall on the body of the Demon Sovereign Wuhuang Dzogchen!

However, just at the very moment.

Huh!

The void in front of the Demon Sovereign Wuhuang Dzogchen suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and burly man with two bare arms appeared out of thin air.

Lu Feng!

His appearance was extremely sudden, and everyone present was taken aback.

The decent Wuhuang Dzogchen was also stunned, unable to react for a while, and his fist was about to fall on Lu Feng.

However, Lu Feng was expressionless, stretched out his right hand unhurriedly, and grabbed the right hand of the decent Wuhuang Dzogchen.

"boom!"

A muffled sound!

Suddenly, the body of this Wu Huang Dzogchen stopped in place, and could not move forward any more!

He only felt that he had hit a mountain. At this moment, he was no longer Wu Huang Dzogchen, but just an ordinary mortal.

How can a mere mortal shake the mountain?

However, Lu Feng did not absorb the power of the opponent's palm.

Instead, transfer.

boom!

A wave of air visible to the naked eye sprayed out from Lu Feng's back, like an air cannon, and blasted the person behind him mercilessly, that is, the chest of the Demon Sovereign Wuhuang Dzogchen!

"boom!"

Suddenly, the Demon Sovereign Martial Emperor Dzogchen's chest was violently sunken. With a "poof", he spurted blood from the sky. The original sluggish aura immediately bottomed out and shot backwards towards the distance.

In the end, he lay motionless in a pool of blood, with only one breath left, as if he would burp the next moment.

When everyone saw this scene, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Of course they could recognize that the person who shot it was Lu Feng.

However, Lu Feng was Zhunwu Emperor, and his strength far surpassed Wu Huang Dzogchen.

Logically speaking, it should be easy to block the full blow of Wu Huang Dzogchen.

But why didn't he stop?

Why does he want to do this?

At this moment, as long as you are not stupid, you can tell that Lu Feng was deliberate.

That blow, although it did not kill the Demon Sovereign Martial Emperor Dzogchen, at least it would make him lie in bed for half a year!

At least!

Why does Lu Feng treat his compatriots this way? What does he want to do?

At this time, Lu Feng said:

"Er and the others are the same in strength, but you are almost defeated. You really lose the face of my sacred cult. Just now, it was my punishment to you."

Loud and bright voices echoed between the world, clear and clear, and passed into the ears of everyone present.

After hearing the words, everyone suddenly realized.

No wonder Lu Feng deliberately did this, it turned out to be punishment.

But having said that, is this punishment a bit too heavy?

After suffering such a serious injury, whether it can be healed is two different things, and there may even be sequelae. Wouldn't the loss be even greater at that time?

"Master Lu Feng did this, isn't it a bit too much?"

At this moment, many people present frowned slightly and felt heavy.