Chapter 902: Strong and Domineering

Chapter 902 Strong and Domineering

Finger of destruction!

The two fingers that Cheng Feng fired were clearly the Emperor-level martial arts destruction fingers.

However, the Finger of Destruction played by Cheng Feng was a little different from others.

The destruction finger force he played was mixed with the power of thunder, making the finger force more powerful.

咻咻～～

With two fingers, he punched out.

The void was immediately pierced, forming two thousand-meter-long void passages that reached directly to the heart and eyebrows of Wang Ting.

If these two parts were hit, even Wang Ting, an Ancestral Dragon-level master, would die here!

Thousands of meters away, Wang Ting saw this scene and quickly withdrew his offensive and killing martial arts and used defensive martial arts to resist.

On the other hand, Cheng Feng, after using two fingers of destruction, stopped attacking Wang Ting.

Instead, he turned his gaze and looked at Wang Yuan, who was seven or eight miles away.

"You brat, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Cheng Feng's eyes, Wang Yuan was so frightened that his heart beat wildly.

At this moment, he already knew deeply how wrong he had been.

With his current strength, let alone defeating Cheng Feng, he might even be unable to force out Cheng Feng's true strength.

Without the protection of the royal court, he would be no different from a lamb to be slaughtered in Cheng Feng's hands.

Therefore, when he saw Cheng Feng looking over him, he became furious and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I am the first heir to the Wang family in Luocheng. If you dare..."

Wang Yuan raised his voice very loudly, intending to threaten Cheng Feng.

However, what Cheng Feng is least afraid of is threats.

Therefore, just in the middle of Wang Yuan's threatening words, Cheng Feng had already raised his right hand and shook it towards Wang Yuan from a distance.

Buzz~~~

Following Cheng Feng's movements, a strong wind suddenly blew up around Wang Yuan.

The vitality of heaven and earth condensed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a giant palm formed at Wang Yuan's feet.

This giant palm has a radius of one thousand meters, and Wang Yuan is currently located in the palm of the giant palm.

Boom! Cheng Feng's raised right hand was slightly retracted.

Seven or eight miles away, the giant palm that was one thousand meters in size immediately closed in.

"Damn bastard!"

In the giant palm, Wang Yuan saw five huge fingers condensed with vitality, pressing towards him like five mountain peaks.

A sense of fear from deep inside his heart rose like a huge wave.

Then the power of the six true dragons was activated, trying to escape from the grasp of the giant palm.

However, the giant palm grips quickly.

At the same time, seven or eight miles away, Cheng Feng's eyes narrowed, shuashua~~

Two sword intents that were sharper than knives blocked Wang Yuan's escape path, blocking Wang Yuan's escape route.

"No!!"

Under this, Wang Yuan almost watched as five huge fingers closed together and pinched him in the palm of their hands.

"What a terrifying martial arts skill. Capturing a true dragon-level top master is as easy as catching a chicken!"

"That seems to be the hand of God, and it is the signature martial skill of the Blood God Cult's Punishment, Protector, and Punishment."

"It's just that Xingshou was killed by Cheng Feng's master sword not long ago."

"The hand of God used by Cheng Feng may come from the hand of Xingshou!"

What everyone said is right.

The huge palm with which Cheng Feng had just captured Wang Yuan was the hand of God.

Cheng Feng had only scratched the surface of this hand of heaven, but when he displayed it, it was quite powerful.

Wang Yuan was caught in the center of the giant hand and could not even move. His whole body was in severe pain, as if he was about to be crushed by the giant hand.

"Uncle Ting, save me, save me quickly!"

Unable to bear it, Wang Yuan let out a heartbreaking cry for help.

Ten miles away, Wang Ting had just neutralized two fingers of destruction shot by Cheng Feng.

When he heard Wang Yuan's cry for help, his expression suddenly changed, and the power of the rolling ancestral dragon was unleashed, and he rushed to rescue him.

"Wang Ting, if you want Wang Yuan to die immediately, you are welcome to rescue him!"

But at this moment, Cheng Feng's voice sounded leisurely.

"Junior, what do you mean?" Wang Ting paused.

"The meaning is very simple."

Cheng Feng said: "If you go to save Wang Yuan, I will be in a very bad mood. And once I am in a bad mood, my strength may suddenly increase."

"When the time comes, if you accidentally crush Wang Yuan to death, don't blame me!"

"You little beast, you are looking for death!"

After hearing this, Wang Ting's face was as gloomy as water: "If my young master is harmed, you will not escape death even if you go to heaven or earth."

"Haha~~~"

Cheng Feng sneered: "Not long ago, I was chased by six or seven powerful evil sects who reached the Heaven Realm, but in the end I was unscathed."

"With your royal court, or rather with your Luocheng Wang family, can you really kill me, Cheng Feng?"

"I……"

Suddenly, Wang Ting was stunned by the question, his face turned red and he was speechless.

"Okay, I've made it quite clear. It's up to you to decide."

Cheng Feng glanced at Wang Ting and said coldly: "As for now, I want Wang Yuan to kneel down and apologize to my brother Tailong."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Feng flicked his right hand.

Seven or eight miles away, the giant hand holding Wang Yuan swung violently.

Phew~~~

The giant palm opened, and a figure was thrown out of the giant palm.

When it flew several thousand meters, it hit the top of a hill with a bang.

Surprisingly, it is Wang Yuan of Luocheng!

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ting shouted loudly, his face trembling.

When Wang Yuan was in the Wang family in Luocheng, he was a baby bump. Even a slight scratch would cause the entire Wang family to get into a fight.

Now being treated like this by Cheng Feng...

"Uncle Ting, kill that little beast Cheng Feng for me. I want him to die. I must let him die!"

Lying on the top of the hill, Wang Yuan was in a miserable state.

At the same time, he hated Cheng Feng. As soon as he escaped from the grasp of the giant hand, he screamed at Wang Ting, asking Wang Ting to kill Cheng Feng.

It's a pity that at this time, Wang Ting didn't even dare to move, let alone kill Cheng Feng.

Therefore, Wang Yuan's roar did not receive any response.

"Uncle Ting, Uncle Ting!"

When he received no response, Wang Yuan became even more angry and shouted in a high-pitched voice.

"Stop shouting. Even if Wang Ting stands in front of you now, it is impossible to save you."

Just as Wang Yuan was shouting, Cheng Feng's voice came leisurely.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Feng, dressed in black, appeared in Wang Yuan's field of vision.

"You brat, what do you want to do?"

Wang Yuan's cultivation was directly blocked the moment he was thrown out by the giant palm.

At this moment, except that his vitality is relatively strong, he is no different from ordinary people.

When he saw Cheng Feng appear, his face turned pale with fear.

"What I want you to do is very simple."

Cheng Feng came ten meters away from Wang Yuan and said with a smile: "Kneel down and apologize to my brother Tailong!"

"Kneel down and apologize?"

Upon hearing these two words, Wang Yuan's voice immediately became sharp and he shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"