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Chapter One Hundred and Twelve Emperor Wu

"Take me dead? I really think that I have become the two-star emperor, so I regard myself as an amazing person. In fact, in my eyes, you are a person. When you get the opportunity, you can't see the reality clearly and be proud."

Prince Feng had a strong confidence in his speech, and his honor came from the Samsung dynasty: "Now I am obscured by greed, but I am getting closer and closer on the road to death. I am so sad. I really think that the earth is the biggest!"

Chu Yuan was unmoved: "I only see people who should be killed and those who should not be killed!"

"court death!"

Prince Feng's eyes turned cold.

Boom!

The air twisted violently, and the power broke out like a mountain torrent. Prince Feng's hands were shrouded in bright light, pushing forward, and a torrent swept across.

"Grand Cutting, Cutting Hand!"

Chu Yuan always showed peace in the face of Prince Feng's attack.

With a wave of his palm, the God-Reigning Ring formed a field to cover it, and his hand carried sharp cutting light, which actually cut his torrent into pieces.

Bang!

The two collided in an instant, and Prince Feng was very arrogant, but in terms of strength, he used all his strength every time he made a move, and he saw him hit Chu Yuan's palm.

Sigh!

As soon as he touched Chu Yuan's palm, Prince Feng suddenly felt a pain and quickly separated. Looking at his palm, there were incisions, leaving blood behind.

"Hmm? I'm a little capable. I can just be cut under my major cutting technique, and my entire hand is useless if I replace it with an ordinary person."

Chu Yuan made an admirational voice.

But the sound was extremely harsh when Prince Feng's ears fell. I wondered what kind of person he was, half a step to shine the gods, and the prince of the Three Star Dynasty only received such praise.

"You make me want to kill you more and more!" Prince Feng said.

"Emperor Wu!"

"Emperor Wu!"

"Emperor Wu!"

Under the command of Lu Qianfu, the 200,000 Shenwu Army watched the battle from afar. Seeing Chu Yuan taking the upper hand, a tsunami-like sound erupted. The sound waves seemed to condense into reality, and roared with powerful cultivation, and the earth was shaking!

Emperor Dawu removed the characters Da and Huang, and it was Emperor Wu.

In the minds of the Divine Martial Arts soldiers, Chu Yuan is an omnipotent god, an existence like a ruler of the Martial Emperor.

"Emperor Wu? It's ridiculous. You are also worthy of being called Emperor Wu. You are not afraid of being struck by lightning and will die if you condemn it."

Prince Feng shouted.

"Kill in one step, kill!"

Prince Feng suddenly used a great magical power.

He took a step forward, and the power condensed into a finger light, twisting the light, causing people's eyes to be confused, and the fluctuations of his actions could hardly be seen. The power pierced into Chu Yuan's head.

"Thousands of melodies, the hand of the human emperor!"

Chu Yuan used the unique skills of the Human Emperor's Classics.

The power of the country's fortune gathered, showing its incomparable majesty. As soon as the power rushed up, an ancient giant hand formed. Any human creature would feel awe from the heart after seeing it.

"What kind of power is this!"

Prince Feng was frightened and angry.

Because under the hands of the Emperor of the Human Emperor, he actually felt a sense of humility and indifference. It was simply impossible to surrender to this idea of ​​resigning.

Boom! The big hand fell, and his step broke through in an instant. His whole person was hit hard by the giant hand, and the magic power in his body showed a trembling and shattering state.

"what happened?"

Although he was half a step towards the gods, he could not exert his due strength at all.

Chu Yuan grabbed his big hand again, not giving Prince Feng any chance to breathe. This time, it was equivalent to the beliefs of countless people in Dawu forming his own power, like Cangqiu Pillar oppressed, bringing alarming fluctuations.

Prince Feng is a prince of the Three Star Dynasty, but he is not qualified to gather the power of national destiny.

In the face of this force, he seemed very insignificant. He saw his big hand dropping and covered him hard, hitting him so hard that a stream of blood was sprayed out, and he was in a mess.

"Hands of all kinds!"

Prince Feng no longer dared to care. The strength of this Dawu Emperor was beyond his imagination.

His power was distorted, and it seemed as if he had created thousands of huge hands. His magic power surged to the limit. A bright light shone on him, killing the world and blinking

boom!

Chu Yuan just had a backhand.

The power of thunder and fire, the great technique of thunder and fire!

He combined the power of the Great Thunder and the Great Fire Technique, like a doomsday disaster slashed down!

"Ah! How dare you hurt me!"

The thunder fire was too fierce, and Prince Feng was also slashed and screamed in pain.

"die!"

"die!"

"die!"

The roar of the 200,000 Shenwu army was shocked.

"Who dares to kill me, I will become Prince Feng of the Dynasty and a noble body!"

When he was rushed by this momentum, his momentum became a little weak. He was actually defeated by his background.

"I don't care what kind of dynasty you become, what prince you are, and all those who are enemies with me will die!"

Chu Yan used a move to the God-Reigning Ring, and the God-Reigning Ring suddenly hit his head.

"Why did a two-star dynasty have such a person? I can't fight him anymore, otherwise I'm very likely to die here!"

Prince Feng was already afraid at this time. Chu Yuan's image was too tall, even more majestic than the emperor of the Cheng Dynasty. He immediately shouted: "It is impossible to kill me. I will come back. Then it will be your doomsday!"

"Closed ground!"

Just as Prince Feng ran away, the God-Divine Ring became infinitely larger, and a divine light shone on him.

Blockade, this is a domain skill.

I immediately saw that the divine light seemed to turn into substance, and no matter how Prince Feng bombarded it, it could not be broken. After all, the superb magical artifact was a divine object that the Three-Star Dynasty dared not think of.

The realm of the God-Direction Ring is getting more and more!

"I will not surrender, don't think about making me surrender!"

Prince Feng roared.

"I didn't make you surrender!"

Chu Yuan closed his hands and the God-Direction Ring suddenly fell down, as if a collar was tightly placed on Prince Feng's neck. This locked not only his body, but also his shocking magic power.

"You...you want to kill me!"

When death is about to come, Prince Feng will eventually pay the price.

He made a rooster-like sound in his throat, and there seemed to be something else threatening from his eyes.

However, Chu Yuan no longer gave him a chance.

One person walked up to him and grabbed his face with one hand. The destructive magic power hit Prince Feng's soul, which directly made his head muddy, and the soul turned into a muddy shape and no sound.

Poor Prince Feng, who was so aggressive just now, has now become a dead body.

[Select 1: Use the Great Devouring Technique to absorb Prince Feng's power and obtain three hundred fate points.]

[Select 2: Use Prince Feng’s flesh and blood to quickly cultivate spiritual rice, and obtain three hundred fate points.]
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