C644 (1/2)

Li Changfeng was not angry. As a Transcender, he was proud of his status.

The transcenders were all very high and mighty, so who wouldn't have a little bit of pride in their hearts? Even Li Dao could do it, but he wasn't as obvious as Li Changfeng.

”I don't care what you bunch of aboriginals think. Since you want to be my enemy, then just stay.”

As Li Changfeng spoke, he extended his flawless hand without moving. The Myriad Corpses Devil Flame had been extinguished and it had been extinguished without any warning.

The Island Master's eyes widened. In the next moment, he felt a pair of invisible hands grab him by the neck. He struggled desperately, but was unable to move away.

”Save me, Demon Lord! Save me!”

The Island Master waved his hands and feet in a mess as he looked at the bald man, barely able to utter a few words.

Baldy raised his eyebrows and turned the joints of his thick hands. The Sawtooth Shark Saber turned into a hurricane as it fiercely chopped down towards Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng raised his hand and formed a grid. His flawless palm was like warm jade and the blood vessels in his palm were extremely fine. He easily grabbed onto the huge Shark Blade and threw the huge bald man away with force of his arm.

Looking back at the Island Master, it was as if he had turned into an ice-cold corpse without a soul.

Li Dao squinted his eyes. He didn't even understand how Li Changfeng attacked. The Heavenly Son of Yan Luo, the Old Devil Buddha, the son of Qing Xu, how far could they push Li Changfeng? Li Dao had never placed his hopes on anyone else. From the looks of it, this fellow countryman of his was much stronger than they had imagined.

”Li Changfeng, you are too arrogant. Don't tell me that you really think you can fight against a large group of people? Ancestor, Fellow Daoist Wu Chen, let's attack together! ”

Qing Xu let out a loud shout, his hand formed a sword sign, and the nine ancient swords cut through the air, instantly piercing Li Changfeng's chest.

Facing the nine ancient swords that could cut down stars, Lee Chang Feng's response was very simple. He waved his sleeve and swept the nine ancient swords back. They were stuck in the ground far away and wailing.

The Heavenly Emperor did not hesitate. The judge's pen in his right hand suddenly released a black and white light, writing the word ”die” in the air.

This is the judgement pen of the inheritance artifact of the Underworld, it can determine the life and death of people!

The 'death' character written by the judge turned into a black iron chain and wrapped itself around Li Changfeng. The dense death aura corroded the void.

Li Changfeng did not dodge or resist. Instead, he allowed the shackles to lock onto him. His expression did not change in the slightest.

The judge's pen could determine a person's life or death, but he, Li Changfeng, was not one of these people.

”Amitabha, Dazzling Buddha!”

The old man recited the Buddhist prayer and revealed a faint smile. His left hand formed the shape of a finger picking flowers as his right hand slapped out. The swastika symbol shone brilliantly.