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Chapter 862 ?

"Fire Feather!"

With a move, countless feathers gathered together to form a giant red blade. The giant blade slashed towards Sartre on the head. The giant blade was a hundred meters long and was almost at Sartre's height. The red blade had a powerful power. Before it could fall, the ground burned.

"when……"

A deafening sound really made everyone around him feel pain in their eardrums. A hexagonal purple transparent shield appeared in front of Sartre again, blocking Chen Feng's slash firmly.

"Boy, if you want to hurt the gods, you might as well practice for another hundred years, Void Tide!"

Sartre had a bloody mouth, and large areas of purple streaming light gathered into the ocean, like a real tide, sweeping towards Chen Feng one after another. Chen Feng also used the sun's true fire to continuously burn and consume the purple power. The two forces were temporarily stalemate.

"Master Hughes, are you okay?" Someone came to support Hughes and retreated to a safe distance, and then asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Hughes used some potions in a hurry, which temporarily calmed his injury.

"That person...who is that person? Why haven't I seen it before?" The people around hurriedly asked Chen Feng's identity.

Hughes's speech stopped, and he didn't know who Chen Feng was. He could only see that he seemed to have a good relationship with Fellet III, so he said what he knew.

"Chen Feng? I really haven't heard of this name."

"The key is how could such a monster appear? Even Master Hughes is not Sartre's opponent. It seems that Chen Feng is playing well with Sartre."

"It looks like we are only in our twenties. We are so young. His power is so powerful. I'm afraid we will never have such power even in our next life."

"It would be better for Chen Feng to kill Sartre, otherwise we will be done."

...

Many people in the crowd were worried that Chen Feng would not be his opponent and that their world would not be able to be saved by then. However, more people were amazed at Chen Feng's power. After all, they could not imagine that there were such people in the world before.

At this time, a large group of kings arrived at the scene under the guards' escort. Someone had already informed them of the news on the way. What did you think a group of kings with little power are doing?

Nonsense, of course, I came to see the results on the spot. An evil god appeared and wanted to occupy the world. If no one could stop it, then the first group of dead people would be the kings. It would be useless to hide at this time. It would be better to know the result quickly. Anyway, stretching your head and shrinking your head will be a knife.

"What's wrong, Master Hughes, why are you injured?" Hrad was the first to arrive at the scene. He saw the injured Hughes all at once and immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I can't defeat that evil god." Hughes said with a blushing face.

"Then...who is fighting that evil god now?" Hrad was a little confused. Even Hughes was injured. Who is fighting the evil god? Isn't Hughes the most powerful among these people?

"It's Chen Feng."

"Chen Feng? Who is Chen Feng? Oh... is it... it is him?" Herad heard Chen Feng's name and looked up at the interweaving purple and red sky. He suddenly felt mixed feelings. He turned his head and happened to see Feileit III looking at him. He wanted to maintain the king's demeanor and smiled, but he himself didn't know that this smile was uglier than crying.

Who knows why a young boy in his twenties is actually a strong man at the S level and stronger than Hughes. Is this the world he knows?

Now that Hughes has retreated, their entire hope can only be placed on Chen Feng. When will their dignified Starry Sky Kingdom become a supporting role?

The king present understood the whole story and looked at the battle situation. His expressions were extremely complicated. Who could know that the person who walked into the conference site was such a peerless strong man. Many of them still remembered that they seemed to have ridiculed the other party at that time.

However, now everyone has no time to think about these issues, because what is in front of them is the crisis of life and death. If Chen Feng cannot defeat Sartre, then everyone can go home and take a shower and wait for death.

Everyone watched the battle with fear, but to be honest, those who are low in their realm really can't understand it. Only those who have reached the A-level realm can barely see it. Hughes is the one who understands the most. It is precisely because he can see it clearly that he is worried that although Chen Feng has not yet fallen at a disadvantage, it is obvious that human power cannot be comparable to gods. Not only is it quality, but also the quantity is much worse. Even if the battle situation remains tied, it will definitely be Chen Feng who will be defeated after a long time.

At this time, Chen Feng had no time to observe the reactions of everyone below. He focused all his attention on Sartre. Although he didn't know what kind of god Sartre was, since he dared to call himself the God of Void, he must have some ability.

In this battle, Chen Feng discovered that the opponent's power was like a sea of ​​stars. He could not reach the bottom. The tug-of-war was very unfavorable to him. The opponent had his own set of void magic, which was ever-changing, and there were even some that could be beaten and caught him off guard.

Fortunately, he is not a vegetarian either. Huo Yu and Sun True Fire have not suffered any losses until now, but continuing is not a solution.

As he was fighting, Chen Feng suddenly discovered some problems that he had not discovered before, that is Sartre's body. Sartre's body looked very strong at first glance. His sharp feet and scales on his body looked like this for the convenience of close combat.

But until now, Sartre has only used void magic to fight him, but has never used his own body to attack. Could this huge body be a decoration?

After discovering the suspicion, Chen Feng deliberately tested the next battle, and finally he tempted something. Sartre's body seemed to be unable to move on a large scale, even if it moved, it was concentrated in a nearby place.

The dignified God of Void is not paralyzed, right?

After Chen Feng's careful observation, he finally discovered the reason why Sartre could not move on a large scale. It turned out that he was blocking a place, which was a void behind Sartre. Thinking of Sartre's way of coming to this world, Chen Feng had some guesses in his mind.

"Damn bug, bug!"

After attacking for so long, Sartre couldn't take down Chen Feng, and he was suddenly very angry and anxious. His dignified God of Void not only suffered a loss in the hands of this human during the spiritual confrontation, but now his true body has come, and he can't take down the other party, which is a shameful face.

However, Chen Feng's power also made him a little afraid. The other party's feathers were extremely hard and extremely sharp. The most troublesome thing was the special flame, which was extremely domineering. If it weren't for his much more power than Chen Feng, he might not have won or won.

Damn it, it's still a while before you can crush this kid completely!

Thinking of this in his heart, Chen Feng's attack suddenly became fierce. Sartre was not angry but happy. After fighting for so long, he had almost figured out Chen Feng's attack rhythm. There was no reason to suddenly speed up. Maybe this kid was not strong enough and wanted to give it a try in the end.

Sartre would not miss this opportunity. He would strengthen his attacks, and he would also strengthen his efforts. He would also waste this kid.

A purple meteor shower blew over, but Chen Feng's figure suddenly disappeared and appeared again not far from Sartre's head. The fire feather in his hand turned into a rotating drill bit and stabbed towards Sartre.

"Hey... Little bug, how many times have you tried it, and you still don't have a memory."

A hexagonal shield appeared in front of Sartre's head, and then the fire feather hit the shield.

"Sizi..."

The sharp friction sound was simply crazy. Chen Feng was unmoved and compressed the power of the sun's true fire and condensed it all at the tip of the drill bit. Obviously, although Sartre had a strong power, he had never studied physics.

The high temperature, high speed, and extremely small contact area caused the destructive power to increase by a factor of 2. It suddenly broke through Sartre's shield, and the fire feathers drove straight in, blinding Sartre's eyes.

"ah……"

Sartre screamed, purple blood spilled down, and it burned big holes on the ground. Chen Feng did not take the opportunity to expand the results of the battle. He knew that taking advantage of Sartre's carelessness, he took advantage of it, but it was completely unrealistic to kill the God of Void by relying on this move.

In fact, from the beginning, he had not expected this to achieve great results. It was good to be able to blind one of the other person's eyes. The key was that while Sartre was in pain, he had quickly bypassed Sartre's body and came to the small void that he had observed before.

"Damn it, damn it, where are you? Come out, bug!"

Sartre blinded his eyes and went crazy completely. He twisted his huge body and looked for Chen Feng. At the moment he saw Chen Feng, his body did not dare to move and said in horror: "Word, what are you...what are you going to do?"

"Haha... the bug is going to send you back to your hometown." Chen Feng smiled, the sun's true fire wrapped around his fist and punched him hard towards the void next to him.

"boom……"

"Kaku..."

The small void shattered in an instant, revealing endless chaos behind it. A strong suction force came. What was strange was that everything else was not affected, but Sartre's body began to turn into a little bit of sand and was sucked in by the crack.

It turned out that after Sartre came, there was another big trouble, that is, the special mark of the Endless Void where he was. As long as this mark existed, he could not completely get rid of the Endless Void.

Fortunately, Sartre came up with an alternative solution. While working with others, including Chen Fengmo, he secretly repaired the space channel. Once he repaired it, even if the mark is still on him, the Endless Void will not care about him.
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