This is the first time Chen Feng has had this feeling recently.

Even a strong man at the second level of the Martial Lord Realm could not make him feel this kind of oppression. Chen Feng was shocked: "This person is so strong, he will definitely be many times better than Du Wuqing and the others!"

Even the old man deep in the hall had his eyes tightened, his heart slightly tightened: "Why is this old guy here?"

The middle-aged man in purple robe looked at Chen Feng, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his smile was full of cruelty.

He nodded slowly and said, "It turns out that he is a hero. He is only nineteen years old and has a cultivation level comparable to the third level of the Martial Lord Realm!"

"Chen Feng, your strength is very unexpected. It seems that it is not unfair to die in your hands!"

Chen Feng looked at him, frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Are you the prefect of Yongzhou?"

"That's right!" said the middle-aged man in purple robe proudly: "I am the prefect of Yongzhou, Yong Changxi!"

Seeing Yong Changxi, the prefect of Yongzhou, the people kneeling on the ground showed ecstasy on their faces and shouted loudly: "Prince, we are incompetent, we have been defeated by this kid. Come and save us!"

Yong Changxi looked at them, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly: "A bunch of waste!"

"Four people were beaten like this by one person, and they still have the face to ask for help here?"

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, a huge energy suddenly came out, and he immediately blasted all four people into a ball of meat paste. He was killed without even having time to scream!

Chen Feng's eyes shrank. This person was really cruel and ruthless. Even his subordinates said they could kill him!

Yong Changxi walked slowly towards Chen Feng, his aura continued to increase. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and said slowly: "I once made a vow after my son died that I must let you go to hell to bury him! It seems that today, this vow is coming true!"

His momentum was madly increasing, and Chen Feng felt like a mountain was pressing on his shoulders, even making him unable to breathe at all.

Chen Feng's face was red and his body was overwhelmed. With a bang, he actually knelt directly on the ground.

When Yong Changxi saw this scene, he laughed loudly, his momentum continued to increase, and another mountain pressed against Chen Feng.

This momentum has been twice as strong as before.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

He knew Yong Changxi's plan. Yong Changxi wanted to use his momentum to crush himself to death, and he didn't have to do anything at all!

Moreover, he did this to humiliate himself!

Chen Feng roared to the sky: "I, Chen Feng, stand proudly between heaven and earth, how can I suffer such humiliation?"

As he said that, Chen Feng suddenly raised his head, and a golden spring gushed in his dantian.

The true energy of his body was thunderous, and the thunder dragon swam away. A burst of electric light appeared around Chen Feng's body, and white light flashed, instantly shattering the pressure on his body.

Chen Feng stood up suddenly and stood proudly between the world!

A look of surprise appeared on Yong Changxi's face: "I didn't expect that you, a kid, still have some strength, and can withstand my momentum?"

A ferocious and cruel look appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Well, since that's the case, I'll do it directly!"

As he said that, he flew high, hung above the sky, and then slowly slapped out his palms.

A golden light burst out from his body, condensed into three huge palm prints in the air, and these three huge palm prints pressed towards Chen Feng!

It seemed that the degree was very slow, but Chen Feng felt that all his breath was locked, and all the routes to escape were blocked, leaving only one way to force himself!

Or to be more precise, it is: close your eyes and wait for death!

This huge momentum was simply unbearable for Chen Feng!

A roar came out of his throat, and the dragon-slaying sword slashed out hard. Chen Feng used his strongest move: Thunder Dragon Fighting into the Sky and Shattering the Stars!

Nine thunder dragons roared down and hit the three huge palm prints hard.

But it was useless at all. The nine thunder dragons hit the bones, which was enough to kill the masters of the Martial King realm. It was useless to these three palm seals.

The three palm prints were still unscathed and pressed heavily towards Chen Feng.

With a loud bang, three palm prints hit Chen Feng hard.

Then everyone next to him was shocked to see that the ground where Chen Feng was, the ground disappeared, and an extremely huge palm print appeared.

The palm print is 100 meters in size and dozens of meters deep, while Chen Feng was directly slapped in the middle of the huge palm print.

His body remained silent for a moment before slowly twitching. Chen Feng shrank his body with difficulty and knocked a few mouthfuls of blood.

At this time, he was terrible, with blood stasis all over his body, and his body was almost photographed as a piece of thin paper!

With one move, he was beaten seriously injured and dying by Yong Changxi!

Everyone's faces were shocked: "Yong Changxi is really extremely powerful. Chen Feng is enough to kill a master of the Wujun realm in seconds, but he has no power to fight back in front of him!"

Chen Feng was also shocked: "How high is this person's cultivation? He is so powerful?"

Yong Changxi looked at Chen Feng's miserable situation and laughed: "Chen Feng, little bastard, today is the time for you to die! Go down and bury my son with you!"

As he said that, three more huge palm prints were stamped out.

Chen Feng had no power to fight back at all. It seemed that he could only close his eyes and wait for death this time.

However, he was unwilling to accept it, and he refused to surrender! He showed extreme anger on his face!

He waved the Dragon Slaying Sword to his death, trying to make the last blow!

Even if he dies, he will die in battle like a warrior!

And just as these three big handprints were about to come to Chen Feng, an old voice suddenly came: "You are so aggressive in the Berserker Academy that you treat me as nothing!"

As he said that, a huge force surged from the slant, hitting hard on the three huge palm prints.

With a loud bang, three golden palm prints disappeared directly, and an old figure was beaten to fly out of the air. After landing, it retreated dozens of meters. With a muffled groan, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

A hint of surprise appeared on Yong Changxi's face. When he turned around, he saw that the person who took over the palm of his hand was actually the old man deep in the hall.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "So, you, the immortal, are almost entering the coffin, and you still have to meddle in other people's business here?"

The old man smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly started to cough violently and coughed out two mouthfuls of blood.

Then he smiled and said, "This is my Berserk Academy. I am the dean of Berserk Academy. I am here, so I will not allow you to bully my Berserk Academy students!"
Chapter completed!