What if I insist on leaving?

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the court suddenly became extremely cold.

Xuan Zhen's expression changed rapidly, and he was mixed with all kinds of feelings, and he looked at Feng Wuchen for a moment, sighing: "Senior, can't you cooperate with me? Why do you need to force me..."

Feng Wuchen smiled coldly: "How? Do you want to stop me?"

Xuan Zhen said: "Senior sacrificed his life for justice, and just exchanged the heavens and all worlds for this ten thousand years of peace. How dare I stop me? I want to leave, but Longyuan and the List of Gods are the foundation of the entire Kunlun to establish their lives. Please stay! Seniors are in love with the world, so they should know what is the most important thing, so it will not make it difficult for us to do..."

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen frowned and suddenly felt a burst of fire.

In fact, when this group of people appeared, he was mentally prepared. He wanted to get Longyuan back, but it was probably not that simple.

He thought that these people would pretend to be stupid, deny that Long Yuan was his thing, or downplay his original contribution, and make trouble.

Who would have thought that the other party did not deny his identity, nor did he deny everything he did for the heavens and all worlds, but he still wanted to detain Long Yuan with confidence.

It seems to be saying, I know that Longyuan Sword Tower is your thing, and I also know that you have worked hard and made great contributions, but Longyuan, I will not return it to you.

As for why?

Because you are kind!

What's the bullshit truth?

"I just wanted to return the original owner, but now I have to force me to leave Long Yuan behind. Haha... I have to go back on my word, and it is different. Are you, the leader of the Shinto Alliance, speaking equals fart?"

When Feng Wuchen pointed at the nose and scolded him in public, Xuan Zhen, the smiling tiger, couldn't help but feel gloomy.

"Senior may have forgotten one thing! After thousands of years, the world is ours. If I admit it, you are the sword god Feng Wuchen. If I don't admit it, you are a thief who broke into Fengchan Mountain at night and stole Longyuan!"

Xuan Zhen's tone gradually became colder, and finally, he took a deep breath and shouted lightly.

"Shendao Alliance disciples! Arrange the enemy! Kill the thieves! Retake the Dragon Abyss!"

At one command, hundreds of figures suddenly appeared in all directions, all of which were broken through the boundaries.

He saw everyone quickly forming a formation, blocking Feng Wuchen's path, and preparing to fight to the death.

For a moment, Feng Wuchen felt a little ridiculous.

Not only was the Shinto Alliance established by him, but at the beginning of its establishment, he was also the absolute backbone. Not to mention the disciples of Shinto Alliance, even the lords of the other forces in the eight directions would never dare to face him with swords.

But he never thought that he had left for thousands of years and returned again, and was treated like an enemy by these people.

"Okay...good...good!" Feng Wuchen said three good words in a row, and then, his mind moved, and the Nine Swords of Longyuan appeared on his side in an instant: "If you want to stop me, just do it yourself, why bother these juniors to die?"

However, Xuan Zhen still kept his face and shouted softly: "Take it!"

Obviously, he was quite afraid of the sword god who had disappeared for thousands of years, and he did not dare to easily reveal his trump card. So he was smart and asked his subordinates to form a formation and test it.

Feng Wuchen saw through the other party's thoughts at first glance, so he did not hold back and directly activated the Nine Slashes of the Burial Immortals.

I saw behind him, the divine Dharma suddenly appeared.

The nine swords were used together, and in just one move, it blasted a gap in the formation composed of a group of boundary-breaking masters.

"break!"

Before everyone could make up for the gap, Feng Wuchen shouted again, then broke out with a sword and urged Taishang Xiaoyao to attack Xuanzhen.

"Be careful, leader!"

Seeing that Feng Wuchen broke the formation so easily, Xuan Zhen's face suddenly changed and he immediately shouted: "You are not his opponent, step back!"

"They are not my opponents, are you?"

Feng Wuchen has not fought with anyone for so many years, but now he turns around and bumps into Xuan Zhen, a naughty green man. He wants to make him suffer a little. After getting close to him, he blasts out his palm, and the power of the divine body is combined with Long Yuan. The power of this palm can be called a destruction of the world. Even with Xuan Zhen's cultivation, he feels his qi and blood surge and retreats suddenly.

Feng Wuchen then steers the nine swords and takes one step forward.

"Nine Slashes of the Immortals!"

"boom!"

Nine swords were released at once, but they all broke the opponent's defense. The power of the other eight swords instantly swallowed it. With the terrifying sword energy, Xuan Zhen's body instantly smashed into the earth, stirring up waves of smoke and dust.

Seeing the sword energy spreading towards all directions, the disciples of the Shinto Alliance were immediately panicked.

“So strong!”

"retreat!"

Only when you retreat thousands of miles away can everyone dare to stop.

"It's worthy of being a god-killing being, it's really terrifying!"

"This is the first time I have seen the leader be so passive... Is he going to lose..."

"Defeat? Impossible! The leader has not used all his strength yet!"

“…”

After the Nine Slashes of Burial Immortals bombarded Xuan Zhen into the ground, Feng Wuchen did not kill him all, but turned around calmly and wanted to activate the Taishang Response to find the aura of an old friend.

"boom!"

But at this moment, behind him, a terrifying force soared into the sky.

Feng Wuchen suddenly turned around and a cold air hit him.

He is not unfamiliar with that power.

"Frost Divine Power!"

This Xuan Zhen actually possesses the power of frost!

I underestimated him.

Immediately, I heard an extremely low voice coming from the center of the cold air: "Taixu Divine Art, Extreme Cold Heavenly Realm!"

The next moment, I saw that where the cold air passed, mysteries of black ice were born. In a moment, where Feng Wuchen was, he was isolated from a domain. In the domain, a huge magic Dharma rose from the ground.

At first glance, the Dharma image turned out to be like a huge ice sculpture, with graceful figure and long hair draped over the shoulders!

This mysterious true magical appearance is actually a woman!

How could this be?

Moreover, Feng Wuchen felt that the woman looked familiar.

After careful consideration, it was somewhat similar to the stone statue of the god in the Snow Burial Heaven Palace.

"Is it her?"

Feng Wuchen frowned.

The person in front of him can not only control divine power, but also condenses the divine Dharma image, and his body is also close to the divine body. His strength is completely comparable to that of the Taixu garrison in the past.

It seems that many amazing things have indeed happened over the past ten thousand years!

However, he had reached this level of cultivation ten thousand years ago.

Now that he has condensed his divine body, his cultivation level has naturally improved. Not to mention that he has caught up with the Demon-Slaying Heavenly Lord, he is no match for him like Chen Changsheng.

After revealing the magical appearance, in this extremely cold heavenly realm, a huge eye of the god suddenly appeared, brewing thousands of frost divine power, and then blasted towards Feng Wuchen.

Seeing this, Feng Wuchen pointed a sword at a sword, and only activated the immortal body of the Supreme God, and completely eliminated the power of the Eye of the Heavenly God.

Immediately, I thought about it again, raised my hand slightly, opened my lips at the same time, and shouted softly: "Destroy!"

After the word "Destruction" fell, he actually said that the Dharma followed. Thousands of sword energy and the Eye of the Heavenly God exploded in an instant, and the Eye of the Heavenly God, which gathered the power of the Frost, was instantly annihilated.

The eyes of the gods were broken, and Xuan Zhen turned into ice into armor, which was in harmony with the divine Dharma behind him, turning into a frost giant with a height of thousands of feet.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen had just figured out what kind of existence the other party was.

This man, like him and Fang Xiaohan, tempered his body with something similar to the bones of the God King, and cultivated himself into a demigod body. At the same time, he did not know what means he could cultivate the divine Dharma image before he could burst out with such strength.
Chapter completed!