I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The nine hundred and forty-ninth chapter: the supernatural power of the foreigner!

Although Wu Chi was a little unhappy, he nodded and continued to stand still and watch the battle.

The enemy's stranger, seeing that Kunpeng has been silent and unable to take action, finally couldn't help it: "Are you going to fight or not?"

When Kunpeng heard that the Western Region language he spoke was very similar to Ouyang Feng, he couldn't help but wonder, is he and Ouyang Feng also the same enemy?

So he asked: "Do you know Ouyang Feng?"

"Who is Ouyang Feng?" The stranger smiled coldly, "I don't know him."

It seems to have nothing to do with Ouyang Feng.

Kunpeng didn't matter, "Then you do it, I want to see, how can you blow my two disciples with one palm?"

"They killed five of my apprentices. I only hate that they are too slow to kill them. You saved them."

The stranger's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Those generals are all your disciples. I would like to apologize here, and please also mourn the military festival."

"Where are they generals, they are just invited to help in the fight; I am not a general, but a grassroots. Now my disciples are all killed by this, do you think I can avenge them? You, as their master, You should understand my feelings too?"

Kunpeng smiled slightly: "Yes, you should take revenge for them to comfort their spirits in the sky. However, since you can take revenge for your disciples, once you kill my disciples, I will take revenge for them again. Anyway, in the end, you will have to take revenge for them. The two of us are in a decisive battle, so why don't you seek revenge on this seat now."

The stranger frowned slightly: "What is your logic? Well, since you have to bear it all, then I will fight you first. If you lose or lose, it is impossible to prevent revenge against your disciples. NS."

As he spoke, his hands turned, and a faint ball of light suddenly gathered between his chest and abdomen.

Sure enough, extraordinary people!

Kunpeng stared at the faint light, guessing what the stranger was, the gods, monsters, and monsters. The enemy had already pushed with both palms, and a fierce murderous aura came in an instant, which was countless stronger than the force that hit Guo Jing and Mei Chaofeng just now. Times. If the two of them were here, I'm afraid they would die immediately.

He couldn't help being surprised secretly by this person's abilities, and he was also fortunate that he shot fast enough to save the two of them early. Otherwise, with their unyielding personalities, how could they fight to the death with this stranger, then they would really end up just like his disciples.

Kunpeng retreated slightly, but not too much, otherwise the murderous aura from the enemy would inevitably spread to the Mongolian army camp in the rear. The first to bear the brunt were the three disciples such as Mei Chaofeng and the front-row generals such as Wu Chi.

Once they are killed instantly, it will undoubtedly cause unpredictable losses to the Mongolian army.

As he retreated, he had already lifted his breath, transported it in his palm, and pushed it out fiercely.

In an instant, there was a flash of lightning, and the battlefield was full of murderous aura.

The soldiers of the two armies had never experienced this kind of battle, and could not help being stunned.

Is that human being? How can human energy collision reach such a thrilling level?

Oh my god, if this is against them, then you won't be beaten up in an instant.

Now, the two of them, no matter which side becomes the final victory, the morale of the other side will instantly collapse.

Wu Chi's heartbeat at this time made it difficult for him to restrain himself, and secretly exclaimed: Fortunately, I didn't command the army to cover up. If he went up recklessly, and the enemy general raised his hands and feet, his army might be destroyed by him.

However, it now appears that this Kunpeng is really a god-man. If he can return to my account, he will definitely not worry about making contributions, and the position of profuse sweat in the future will definitely be mine.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Kunpeng, and silently asked the gods for blessings, and must let Kunpeng defeat the enemy general. He must not have an accident. My hopes for the future are pinned on him.

After the palms of the two sides touched, the footsteps of the foreigner retreated again and again, and when he stabilized his figure, he stared at Kun Peng with horrified eyes and looked at the monster: "You, you, you..." said incoherently.

With this tentative palm, Kunpeng had already fully understood his strength, and he could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. Although he has some deeds, he is still a person after all. ,, ..

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