Chapter 3253

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Overwhelming Abuse!

The entire place fell into silence.

The battle just now happened too quickly, like a flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, Feng Buming was knocked down by Zhuo Wen's punch, and his right eye was swollen like a panda's eye.

Elder Hong frowned slightly. Zhuowen's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations. He had actually made Feng Buming suffer a great loss in just one exchange.

However, Elder Hong was not worried because he knew Feng Buming's strength the best.

Just now, Feng Buming had only used fifty percent of his strength. If Feng Buming had used his full strength and displayed the Divine Technique of the Phoenix, even he might not have been able to take Feng Buming down easily.

On the contrary, Yuefu, who was standing beside Elder Hong, looked a little nervous.

Zhuowen's strength was also beyond her expectations. She was a little worried that Zhuowen would not be a match for Feng Buming.

Zhuowen landed on the Blood Weeping Platform. The three divine swords, Thunder Fire Sword, Blood Immortal Sword, and Death Sacrifice Sword, floated around his body in a ring shape, forming a sword array.

"Feng Buming, the number one Heaven's Pride of the Phoenix people?

You don't seem to live up to your name! "

Zhuowen looked directly at Feng Buming with a contemptuous expression.

Feng Buming was furious. Zhuowen dared to look at him with contempt. What right did he have?

"Zhuowen, you've angered me!

I underestimated you just now, but from now on, you'll have to accept my anger. I'll use all my strength to kill you on the Blood Weeping Platform! "

Feng Buming had already decided not to let Zhuowen live. He was not in the mood to torture Zhuowen.

Zhuowen had embarrassed him just now. This was a serious blow to his dignity. How could he endure such humiliation?

As for this sort of humiliation, only Zhuo Wen's blood would be able to wash away the humiliation he had suffered.

After Feng Buming finished speaking, Zhuowen could clearly feel that the temperature and power of the blood flames around the Blood Weeping Platform had reached an unprecedented level of terror.

In the blink of an eye, the crimson flames transformed into crimson phoenixes one after another.

A total of nine blood-colored phoenixes soared into the sky and eventually circled around Feng Buming.

Under the support of the nine blood-colored Phoenixes, Feng Buming's aura skyrocketed rapidly, reaching an extremely terrifying level in an instant.

"To be able to force me to use the ninth level of the Divine Phoenix Tome, you're pretty good!

Today, you will die a worthy death! "

After Feng Buming finished speaking, he had already disappeared, as if he had evaporated into thin air.

"So fast!"

Zhuowen narrowed his eyes. He knew that Feng Buming did not really disappear, but at that moment, he moved at such a high speed that he could not see Feng Buming's figure clearly.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the sound of metal clashing rang out around Zhuowen. The three divine swords surrounding him actually burst into sparks. Among them, the Sacrificial Death Sword and the Blood Deity Sword were the weakest. The moment they collided, they were sent flying.

However, the aura of the Thunder Fire Sword was the strongest and it managed to block Feng Buming's attack.

However, Xiao Hei was having a hard time blocking it.

Although it relied on the Xuanyang Divine Stone to raise its level to the middle stage of the Ascending Heaven Level, it was after all just a divine weapon. Although its combat power was not weak, there was still a certain gap between it and a true middle stage Ascending Heaven Master.

After Feng Buming displayed the ninth level of the Divine Phoenix Tome, his speed had reached an extremely terrifying level. Even Xiao Hei was having a hard time blocking it.

Moreover, Zhuowen's eyes were very sharp. He could see that in less than fifty rounds, the defense of the Thunder Fire Sword would definitely be broken by Feng Buming.

Zhuowen stomped his right foot on the ground and displayed the Divine Powers of Destiny Space-time Kill.

A long purple river swept out from the void behind him and swept toward Feng Buming.

However, what surprised Zhuowen was that the purple river did not catch up with Feng Buming. Feng Buming easily dodged the purple river.

Bang!

A blood-colored flame swept over, filled with terrifying spear intent, and swept across the Thunder Fire Sword.

Xiao Hei's cursing stopped, and with a muffled groan, he was swept away by the spear.

"Die!"

Feng Buming's eyes were ferocious. With a sudden twist of his hand, the blood-colored spear brought about a surge of blood-colored sparks and rushed into Zhuowen's chest.

What made Feng Buming ecstatic was that Zhuowen seemed to be stunned. His spear directly pierced through Zhuowen's chest.

However, he quickly realized that something was wrong. The power of his blood spear was extremely terrifying. After it pierced through the flesh, the powerful blood flames would definitely burn the other party into blood-colored ashes.

However, other than the wound on Zhuowen's chest, his entire body was not burned by the blood flames. Moreover, this Zhuowen was grinning at him. Was he teasing him? What was going on?

Zhuowen naturally let Feng Buming's spear pierce him on purpose. With his current physical strength, it was not a problem for him to take Feng Buming's spear head-on.

The main reason was that Feng Buming's speed was too fast, and he could not keep up. He could only use this' trick of self-injury '.

At the moment when Feng Buming was distracted, Zhuowen's right hand suddenly turned into a claw and grabbed Feng Buming's neck. His left hand formed a fist and mercilessly smashed towards Feng Buming's face.

Feng Buming burst out with all his strength, trying to break free from Zhuowen.

However, to his horror, a mysterious force emerged from Zhuowen's body and suppressed him. Even the blood in his body seemed to have dimmed, and he was unable to break free from Zhuowen's restraint.

While Feng Buming was still in shock over this matter, Zhuo Wen's fist had already arrived.

Immediately after, Zhuowen's fists fell like raindrops, landing on Feng Buming's face, causing him to scream in pain.

All the foreign races below the arena were stunned. Just now, when Feng Buming burst out the power of the ninth level of the Divine Techniques of the Phoenix, the power that erupted was still vivid in their minds.

Not long after, Feng Buming was being suppressed and beaten up by Zhuowen. Moreover, he was being beaten up ruthlessly. This scene was too strange, and they could not bear to look at it directly.

At this moment, the smile on Elder Hong's face completely froze.

"Ah ah ah!

Bastard, I must kill you today! "

Feng Buming seemed to have gone crazy, and the nine Blood Phoenixes around him suddenly cried out. Immediately, a powerful force rushed over like a wave, and Zhuowen was involuntarily pushed back by more than ten steps.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that a tenth Blood Phoenix had appeared around Feng Buming, adding a powerful force to Feng Buming.

However, when Zhuowen's gaze fell on Feng Buming's face, he could not help but laugh.

Feng Buming's handsome face was completely swollen at this moment, which was the result of being beaten up by Zhuowen.

Below the Crying Blood Stage, the surrounding foreign races saw Feng Buming's appearance and recalled his previous appearance, and many of them could not help but laugh.

Feng Buming was flustered and exasperated, and the laughter below the stage was like a needle that pierced into his heart, making him feel even more humiliated.

"You forced me to use the tenth level of the Divine Techniques of the Phoenix, and today, you will pay a painful price!

I want you to regret being born in this world! "

Feng Buming's roar had just finished when his figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

At this moment, Feng Buming's speed was even faster than before, and the surrounding foreign races could not even catch a glimpse of Feng Buming's figure.

There was an uproar below the stage. Feng Buming's speed was too abnormal, and many of the foreign races thought that Zhuowen's time of death had come.

Zhuowen was very calm, and the moment Feng Buming disappeared, he used his remarkable power, the Eye of the Torch Dragon.

In an instant, the surrounding vision became clear, and even the trajectory of Feng Buming's movement was clear in his eyes.

Poof!

Zhuowen suddenly pulled out the Blood Fire Spear that had pierced through his chest, and then he stomped on the ground with his right foot, and the powerful force shook the ground violently.

Then, Zhuowen quickly turned around, and the Blood Fire Spear in his hand stabbed behind him.

Poof!

The sound of the spear piercing into flesh was heard, and then the sound of blood dripping onto the ground converged together. At this moment, the Crying Blood Stage seemed so crisp and strange.

In front of Zhuowen, Feng Buming stopped in front of Zhuowen as if time had stopped. His neck was pierced by the spear, and blood poured out like a flood from a dam.

Feng Buming stared at Zhuowen, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

How was this possible?