The middle-aged man sheathed his weapon, forced a smile, and said to the void, "Lord Heavenly Dao, please forgive my mistake. I will never dare to do it again."
A moment later, nothing happened in the room, but the chill in the middle-aged man's heart had disappeared.
He let out a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxed, and he looked like he had just escaped a disaster.
Ling Xu sneered, "Will you dare to do it again?"
The middle-aged man's lips twitched. "You fucking want to fight?"
"Cut."
Ling Xu turned his head away, ignoring the middle-aged man.
As if realizing something, Qingluan smiled and disappeared from the spot. When she reappeared, she was already opposite Feng Cangwu, with the two about a thousand feet apart.
Feng Cangwu was looking at Su Chen, his eyes filled with fear and apprehension.
Su Chen's kick just now had given him quite a fright.
fear!
This is his assessment of Su Chen.
Only when Qingluan appeared did he slowly withdraw his gaze and look at Qingluan.
Qingluan smirked and said coldly, "Your son was killed by that senior. Didn't you want revenge? Go ahead!"
Feng Cangwu had been obstructing her, which annoyed her, so she wanted to retaliate against him.
really!
Upon hearing these words, Feng Cangwu's face turned extremely ugly, his expression dark and gloomy, and a boundless rage surged within him.
He stared intently at Qingluan, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible. "You're courting death!"
Qingluan sneered, "If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, I'll disgust you."
"Presumptuous!"
Feng Cangwu was furious and immediately tried to draw his sword, but as soon as he made a move, several terrifying auras locked onto him.
He paused, turned to look at Xiao Jing and the four Human Race Immortal Emperor in the distance, his face darkened, veins bulged on his forehead, his hands clenched tightly, and the anger in his eyes was almost bursting out.
Ling Xu looked at Feng Cangwu and said coldly, "You dare to make a move!"
Feng Cangwu's face was ashen, and he wished he could take action immediately, but he knew that if he dared to make a move, Xiao Jing and the others would definitely do the same. Therefore, no matter how angry he was, he could only endure it.
"Pooh!"
The middle-aged man spat, "What a coward."
Upon hearing this, Feng Cangwu, who had gradually calmed down, flew into a rage again. He stared intently at the middle-aged man and gritted his teeth, saying, "If you've got the guts, let's fight one-on-one!"
The middle-aged man said, "Sure!"
Feng Cangwu was overjoyed.
But to everyone's surprise, the middle-aged man suddenly looked at Xiao Jing and said, "City Lord, he wants to duel you one-on-one."
Feng Cangwu: "..."
He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his hands clearly visible, and said in a deep voice, "I'm talking about you!"
"With me?"
The middle-aged man scoffed, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
Feng Cangwu's eyes were wide open, his chest heaving, and his breathing was rapid and angry, like a volcano about to erupt.
The middle-aged man raised his left hand, palm up, thumb extended, fingertip pointing towards Feng Cangwu, and looked at Xiao Jing and the others, laughing, "Look, he's getting anxious."
Xiao Jing and the others couldn't help but chuckle.
Feng Cangwu's face was now tightly furrowed, every line filled with anger. But in the end, reason prevailed over rage.
"Snort!"
He snorted coldly and ignored the middle-aged man.
At the same time, Su Chen glanced at Feng Cangwu, then turned his gaze to Feng Yan, who was still in a daze.
Feng Yan suddenly felt as if he were being watched by a terrifying being from the Nine Nether. His phoenix feathers stood on end, and a suffocating feeling washed over him. He regained his senses and, without any hesitation, flapped his wings and retreated instantly, putting distance between himself and Su Chen.
He didn't dare to stop until he was sure he had maintained a safe distance from Su Chen. At that moment, his face was filled with disbelief and terror.
Holy crap!
He was completely dumbfounded!
He never expected that Su Chen would kick Ao Wei so hard that he was seriously injured!
One kick!
Holy crap!
Ao Wei is at the Peak Immortal Emperor!
Moreover, even in his original form, he was severely injured by Su Chen's kick!
Damn it, can you believe that?
Feng Yan was completely dumbfounded, feeling like he was dreaming.
This is absolutely unbelievable!
That's incredible!
How did you do that?
His face was blank, his eyes filled with doubt and deep fear.
It seems he was genuinely frightened!
Could it be... that he's at the Peak Immortal Emperor?
No!
impossible!
Even Peak Immortal Emperor couldn't possibly inflict serious injury on Ao Wei with a single kick!
So what the hell is going on?
Could he be Immortal Emperor...?
As if realizing something, Feng Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he gasped sharply, as if struck by lightning, his eyes filled with astonishment and fear!
He stared intently at Su Chen, his breathing slowing down, his heartbeat clearly audible.
Could he really be at that level?
No... no way?
Impossible, right?
Ao Wei was somewhat unwilling to believe it.
But if not, how did he manage to kick Ao Wei so badly?
Aside from that level, I really don't know of any other level that can achieve that!
Is he truly at that level?
But doesn't the Heavenly Dao forbid that realm from existing?
What happened to him?
Holy crap!
What the hell is going on here?
Can anyone tell me!
Feng Yan was completely devastated, his mind a complete mess. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out what was going on with Su Chen.
On the other side, Ao Wei had transformed into human form. In his human form, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were white, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his chest was sunken, making him look somewhat frightening.
Although he is still in great pain, it is much better than before; just now he truly felt like he was dying.
At that moment, Su Chen's gaze suddenly fell on him.
Ao Wei seemed to sense something, looked up, his expression changed drastically, and he involuntarily took a step back with his left leg, his eyes filled with fear.
Above the Immortal Emperor!
He was certainly not stupid. Only those above the Immortal Emperor level could kick him so hard that he would be seriously injured!
He found it incredible!
It's just too outrageous!
To break through to that realm at less than five hundred years old, isn't that outrageous?
They're monsters!
Pooh!
Even "monster" wouldn't be enough to describe him!
It's just outrageous!
He even thought at one point that he was dreaming, or that he was still half asleep and his mind was foggy, but he knew very well that he wasn't dreaming, that it was all real!
But how could it be so outrageous?
Like Feng Yan, his mind was in complete chaos, and he felt as if his understanding of the world had been overturned.
The powerful Dragon Clan and Fire Phoenix Clan in the arena were all incredulous.
The dignified patriarch of the Dragon Clan, a Peak Immortal Emperor, was frightened like this? Even if word got out, no one would believe it!
Ao Wei seemed to realize something as well, and his expression turned grim.
Actually, it's not his fault. There's nothing he can do about it; Su Chen's kick just now really left a psychological scar on him.
He never wants to experience that again in his life!