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Chapter 843 crushing Feng Xingyang

Changsun Bi was about to chase Zhuo Buqun, and a black jade dragon pattern on his finger suddenly flashed through his green light.

Immediately afterwards, an old and majestic voice sounded in his mind: "How can you achieve great things if you can't hold back so hard?

Remember, your purpose in this trip to the Piaomiao Holy Realm is to be the essence and blood of the Northern Demon Lord in the Mirage Emperor Water Mansion and the inheritance of the Mirage Emperor, rather than to compete with others for being competitive!"

"Ganzu, if I can't suppress that person, my fighting spirit will be frustrated!"

"That man was probably the most extraordinary genius who led the projection of the Canglong star a few days ago and possessed the Canglong star soul.

How can you surpass such a person?"

Changsun Bi was shocked, his heart was filled with shock, frustration and powerlessness.

His star soul is the peak dragon star soul at the eighth grade. It is extremely extraordinary, but compared with the Canglong star soul, it is nothing at all.

Such a peerless figure is hard to produce in a thousand years. How can you compare and compete with him?

"Since you can't compare, why do you still need to compare?

Before he grows up, just wipe it out!"

The old voice in Changsun Bi's mind continued to sound, with murderous intent in his tone, and an unparalleled domineering spirit.

Changsun Bi could only give up helplessly and looked at Zhuo Buqun's figure, with unwillingness still in his eyes.

Under Zhuo Buqun's pressing step by step, Feng Xingyang struggled to hold on and soon reached his limit.

He no longer continued to climb upwards, but sat down cross-legged on the leaves, suppressing the anger in his heart, and recovering with the pill.

"Have Mr. Feng given up so easily?

Even I can't surpass it. Do you want to reach the peak and dare to claim to be a genius?"

Zhuo Buqun's sarcastic voice came again.

Immediately afterwards, his figure jumped up and landed on the leaves of the same height as Feng Xingyang.

"Do you dare to humiliate this young master?"

Feng Xingyang could not bear it anymore, his eyes suddenly opened and his sharp eyes burst out.

Zhuo Buqun looked contemptuous and provocative, "humiliation?"

I'm just telling the truth, is this also called humiliating you?

If you feel humiliated, then just be it!”

"Let you be arrogant for a while!"

Feng Xingyang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and turned a deaf ear to Zhuo Buqun's ridicule.

Zhuo Buqun smiled slightly, sat down cross-legged on the leaves, began to comprehend, and confirmed the true meaning of the Canglong star contained in the leaf veins.

Three hours later.

Feng Xingyang finally recovered a little with the help of the pill.

Zhuo Buqun raised his head and said with a smile: "If you admit defeat now and admit that you are under me, I will no longer force you! If you don't agree, you can come and fight me!"

"I'll kill you, it depends on how arrogant you can!"

Feng Xingyang could no longer bear it, so he let out an angry roar and jumped up.

Star lights were released from the leaf veins, turning into a battle knife, rolling up a surging sword light, and being shattered by Feng Xingyang's aura, and then rushed towards Zhuo Buqun with a huge murderous intent.

Boom! As soon as he stepped into the leaves where Zhuo Buqun was, Feng Xingyang immediately felt a terrifying pressure coming, and the majestic will of Canglong contained the instinct, which made his will be suppressed instantly. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that the leaves where Zhuo Buqun was located contained the true meaning of the Canglong star sign. Not only was the level far higher than his star soul, but it also did not belong to the same series. It was extremely repulsive to him. The pressure alone was almost unbearable for him.

"Young Master Feng stays here slowly, I won't be with you anymore!"

Zhuo Buqun's face was full of jokes, and then he killed Phantom and left calmly.

"You dare to fool me?"

Feng Xingyang was furious and wanted to chase Zhuo Buqun but was powerless.

"You know it just because I'm playing with you?"

Zhuo Buqun laughed loudly, with mockery and sarcastic expressions on his face.

Feng Xingyang gritted his teeth, but had to be patient. With his strength, he barely defeated Phantom and returned to the leaves belonging to his star soul. At this time, his fighting spirit was almost completely consumed.

This time, he simply closed his consciousness, ignored Zhuo Buqun, gritted his teeth and took out an eighth-grade pill, and focused on recovering.

At this time, Zhuo Buqun has become his inner demon. If he does not kill Zhuo Buqun, his heart will leave an lingering shadow, which will shackle future cultivation. Therefore, he must concentrate on recovering and then fight Zhuo Buqun with all his strength.

An hour later, Feng Xingyang suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at Zhuo Buqun, and shouted: "Beiming, if you have the courage, come and fight me!"

The will and rules contained in the leaves where he is located are beneficial to his star soul and can maximize his strength.

"As you wish!"

Zhuo Buqun's laughter was still echoing, and he came straight towards the leaves where Feng Xingyang was.

"This time, I have made you pay the heaviest price for your arrogance!"

Feng Xingyang's aura was like a rainbow, releasing his aura, instantly covering the entire leaves.

The space instantly fell into the artistic conception of cloudy clouds and a storm that was about to come.

"Destroy the Heavenly Claw!"

Zhuo Buqun stretched out his right hand, spreading his five fingers like a dustpan, covering Feng Xingyang from the air, and the vast and powerful blue-colored Dou Qi gushed out from his fingertips.

In an instant, Feng Xingyang felt as if he was covered by a huge dragon claw. Time and space would not exist, and the rules would collapse, and everything would be destroyed under this dragon claw.

His will and artistic conception were quickly suppressed and then collapsed layer by layer.

The Great Destroyment of the Heavenly Claw is the fighting technique that Zhuo Buqun has been constantly comprehending and verifying these days, and comprehending from the true meaning of the Canglong Star Constellation. At this time, Feng Xingyang is used to verify the power.

"The mysterious rain of the world!"

Feng Xingyang released the star soul, and thick dark clouds quickly appeared above him. A violent rolling soundly, and heavy rain poured down from it.

Rain curtains cover the world, cut everything, and move towards Zhuo Buqun.

The raindrops fell on the ground and quickly gathered into a dark and faint tide, sweeping over, trying to swallow Zhuo Buqun.

"break!"

Zhuo Buqun grabbed his right palm suddenly, and his aura condensed into a dragon claw, tearing open the dark clouds, tearing the heavy rain curtain, and grabbing Feng Xingyang violently.

Boom! Feng Xingyang's body shook and staggered back, his face turned pale. Although he dissolved the dragon claw strike, his internal organs were shaken and his will was severely damaged.

"Vulnerable!"

Zhuo Buqun sneered.

Feng Xingyang's body was filled with blood, and a stream of blood surged into his throat, and he forced it down.

Zhuo Buqun said coldly: "Although you have some talent, you are arrogant and think you can surpass anyone. Now you should understand that there is heaven beyond the sky and there is someone beyond the sky. Your pride and confidence are just the smugness of a frog in the well!"

"Canglong Star Soul, you actually have Canglong Star Soul!"

Feng Xingyang stared at Zhuo Buqun tightly. In addition to shock, there was also awe in his eyes, and then he smiled dejectedly, "Your star soul is higher than me, and I will defeat you, it is normal. Your star soul is higher than me. Even if you defeat me, what's so proud of me?"

"The most important thing about the fighter is not the star soul, but the heart. Even if you have the Canglong Star Soul and have talent, but without a powerful fighter heart, it is still difficult to reach the peak!"

Zhuo Buqun's words were like a sharp sword, stabbing Feng Xingyang's arrogant heart, and also removing his last fig leaf. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I have seen so many geniuses like you who are self-righteous, and I don't take you to heart.

However, if you force Han Qingqing to death, this account cannot be ignored!"

A cold light flashed in Zhuo Buqun's eyes, and he took one step forward and rushed towards Feng Xingyang.
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