Chapter 3933 Invincible

This divine fortune teller is now the most annoyed by others looking down on his own cultivation. Do you think he will be more awesome if he breaks through earlier?

"Grass mud horse."

The fortune teller let out a loud curse, and then he took action directly.

Although Shen Suanzi's cultivation has just broken through to the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, and he even rushed forward forcefully, no matter what, Shen Suanzi is now a solid Immortal Martial Realm level monk.

Once a monk of this level takes action with all his strength, the power cannot be underestimated, so the divine fortune teller temporarily delayed this person and bought Wang Feng time.

It's a pity that Wang Feng doesn't need him to stop this person at all, because no matter how many such people come, they are still no match for Wang Feng.

"Catch him, and then you can save me." At this time, the person in Wang Feng's hand suddenly started shouting, wanting to trade the fortune teller's safety for his own safety.

Just hearing his words, Wang Feng slapped him in the face and said: "We have already reached this point, how dare you say such words? I think you really don't know how to live or die."

"you……."

After being slapped by Wang Feng, the man's eyes turned red almost instantly. People say that hitting someone is not a slap in the face, but Wang Feng slapped him in the face. Wasn't this deliberately teasing the weakness in his heart?

"What are you, do you believe I will slap you again?"

"If you really have the ability, just come."

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng's palm fell on the man's cheek, causing almost half of his face to swell.

Under such circumstances, he simply widened his glasses, as if he was seeing a ghost.

He didn't expect Wang Feng to actually slap him again.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to waste time with you."

After all, this divine fortune teller has only just reached the early stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. Under such circumstances, it will undoubtedly be difficult for him to fight with the opponent, so Wang Feng has to end the battle here and then deal with the other person. OK.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong with this divine fortune teller, Wang Feng will be the one who gets in trouble in the end.

"Your life is over!"

Wang Feng came here to help the fortune teller kill people. Now that this person is certain to die in Wang Feng's hands, there is no need for Wang Feng to waste his words with this person and just end his life.

"Behind me is Master Shenlong, you can't kill me."

Seeing that Wang Feng seemed to be really going to kill him, this man finally felt fear and quickly shouted.

"Lord Shenlong?"

Wang Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then a sneer appeared on his face. This dragon deceived Wang Feng last time. He didn't even tell them the most important Taoist heart. Wang Feng had something to do with this person. As for hatred, I didn’t expect this person to actually say that his backer was this Lord Shenlong.

Since his backer is Master Shenlong, Wang Feng cannot let him survive anymore. This person must die.

"The people I want to kill are the subordinates of this dragon."

As he spoke, Wang Feng's power of cultivation exploded, instantly annihilating this person's soul.

Once the soul was destroyed, the man died naturally. After taking away the space ring from his finger, Wang Feng threw his body aside, and then he walked towards the fortune teller and the others.

Seeing that Wang Feng killed his friends all at once, the man who was fighting with the fortune teller also understood that Wang Feng was definitely not easy to mess with, so he turned around and left at this moment.

"Where to escape!"

Seeing this scene, before Wang Feng could say anything, the fortune teller himself screamed and gave chase.

It's just that Wang Feng was faster than him. Wang Feng just flashed his figure. When he appeared again, he was already in front of the monk, raised his palm, and Wang Feng slapped him on the head. .

This monk was just eager to get rid of the divine fortune teller's pursuit. When he saw Wang Feng's palm slapped down, it was too late for him to resist. He could only watch as Wang Feng's palm slapped his head, and then His head was numb, and then there was no more.

Because Wang Feng's palm not only smashed his head, but even shattered his soul into pieces.

This kind of strength is probably only possessed by Wang Feng, who could kill a monk of the same level with one slap.

"this……."

Behind the monk, the fortune teller pursued him. When he saw everything clearly before him, he couldn't help but have a strange look on his face, because he didn't expect Wang Feng to end the battle so quickly. , he has almost not made any move yet.

"Why don't you leave him for me to practice with?"

"By the time you practice, I'm afraid they will have already disappeared." Wang Feng shook his head.

"Are you looking down on my cultivation?"

"It's not that I look down on your cultivation, I just don't want to be troublesome. Instead of letting him run around, it would be better to end his life, which would save trouble."

"Nimei's." After hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller couldn't help but cursed again.

"Don't always open and close your mouth just to curse. I didn't provoke you. Why are you scolding me? Don't forget, I'm here to help you this time. You have to be grateful to me."

"Come on, if I hadn't helped you, would you have come to help me?" Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller snorted.

"I don't want to talk to you more about this. What are you going to do next?" Wang Feng asked at this time.

"What else can I do? Naturally, I will continue to seek revenge from those people. These people have bullied me a lot before, and now I have to take revenge on them all one after another."

"You are a small-minded person." Seeing the look of hatred on the divine fortune teller's face, Wang Feng couldn't help but shake his head.

"Talk about my small intestines. You have been living in revenge almost all your life. I think your intestines have disappeared long ago, right?" At this time, the fortune teller spoke and told a fact.

Wang Feng had indeed lived in hatred for much of his life, even more so than the fortune teller, so Wang Feng did not refute what the fortune teller said, because what he said was indeed the truth.

Hatred is often not a good thing. As the saying goes, don’t let hatred blind you, because sometimes hatred can completely make a person lose his mind and become unreasonable. However, hatred actually has another benefit, that is, it can make a person lose his mind and become unreasonable. People become full of potential.

Things that might have been difficult for him to do before, he now has to do well even if he has to bite the bullet. Therefore, the reason why Wang Feng's cultivation has improved so quickly is actually inseparable from his hatred. .

If Wang Feng does not have this hatred in his heart, what is his motivation?

Is it just because of those extended life spans?

To be honest, such reasons were not enough to make Wang Feng practice so crazily. Only hatred made him progress rapidly, surpassing generations of people.

Therefore, what the fortune teller is saying now is indeed very reasonable. Wang Feng has no way to refute it and can only acquiesce.

"Let me eliminate these next people by myself. You can withdraw." Seeing that Wang Feng remained silent, the fortune teller waved his hand, indicating that Wang Feng could leave here.