Chapter 922 Chen Feng, Die for Me
"Impossible! How could you possibly catch my flame fist!"
Pei Feiyun was full of shock, he never imagined that Chen Feng would be able to take on his Heavenly Rank martial skill - Flame God Fist!
In particular, it is the flame divine fist blessed by the holy arm of the fire spirit, the low-grade treasures of the saints and the power of the heaven-level martial arts, even an old-fashioned martial arts may not be able to take it intact, but Chen Feng was able to rely on his own palm to even connect. Without using his martial skills, he took the blow of his collapse, and even pinched it easily. This scene made his hands tremble!
"Is it difficult to catch your flame fist?"
Chen Feng looked at Pei Feiyun with an unacceptable face, and showed a dismissive smile!
"Is not it?!"
Gu Tianqiong's palms were trembling. Hearing Chen Feng's words, his pupils shrank for a while. Pei Feiyun is the 8th level of the Martial God Realm. Heavenly rank martial arts, the strength is absolutely terrifying, you Chen Feng actually doubt Pei Feiyun's words? Didn't this ignore Pei Feiyun's attack at all?
The disdain on Chen Feng's face deeply stimulated Pei Feiyun, he couldn't accept it at all, his proud strength actually became insignificant in Chen Feng's mouth!
In particular, Chen Feng questioned his strength, which instantly made his heart burn with anger, and the flames of anger burst out from his eyes!
"Humph! Chen Feng!"
Pei Feiyun glared at Chen Feng and said, "This blow is just a test of your strength, but the next blow will definitely kill you!"
With that said, Pei Feiyun actually raised his fist again, and in an instant, a fist shadow flashed, and a blow of the flame divine fist was thrown, and Zhuge Pavilion suddenly said in puzzlement: "Isn't this the same fist?"
"Hey, you all give me a good look!"
The gloomy color in Pei Feiyun's eyes flashed away, but Zhuge Pavilion and others present had a bad premonition in their hearts!
I saw the terrifying power of the flame fist before Pei Feiyun, bursting out of the sky, tearing the sky into ripples like the ripples swaying after the wind blows the lake!
This blow used to kill an eighth-level monster. It was a monster that could be compared with a powerful veteran monk in the martial arts realm. Its strength was terrifying, but it was still unable to fight back under this punch. Can't even dodge!
And Chen Feng is only at the seventh level of the Martial God, and he is one level weaker than his own strength. He simply cannot compete with the old-fashioned martial arts monks like the eighth-level monster!
Chen Feng will definitely die under this blow!
boom!
At this moment, Zhuge Pavilion and others suddenly saw that the flame fist in the sky turned out to be one-two, two-four, four-eight, eight-sixteen...
In a twinkling of an eye, all the shadows of Pei Feiyun's flaming magic fist between the heavens and the earth are the shadows of Pei Feiyun's flaming magic fist, and every shadow of the flame magic fist possesses all of Pei Feiyun's strength!
Such dense boxing shadows completely closed the entire space, and the violent aura was surging in all directions, all the ancient trees and flowers within a thousand miles were burned to the ground, and the flaming fire rose into the sky, and the billowing smoke seemed to go against the sky. Jie, like a black giant beast roaring in the sky, soaring into the sky!
"Chen Feng! Die for me!"