Chapter 2495 - 2494: Ferocious Slapping of Zhuchenxin

"Zhu Muran, whether I’m arrogant or not, does it have anything to do with him?"

Gazing at Zhu Muran, who was extremely terrified, Feng Wuchen asked with a faint smile, as if they were just friends.

Zhu Muran instinctively nodded, but quickly realized and shook his head repeatedly, just like a rattle.

But when Zhu Muran shook his head, he realized something again and changed to nodding repeatedly.

Zhu Muran was completely frightened.

"Zhuchenxin, is this your disciple?" Casting a mocking glance at the extremely gloomy Zhuchenxin on the left, Feng Wuchen asked with a faint smile.

Zhuchenxin’s old face twitched violently, clearly on the verge of extreme rage, like a bomb ready to explode at the slightest touch.

Realizing he was being humiliated by Feng Wuchen, Zhu Muran was seething internally but dared not show it.

Even with Zhuchenxin present, he dared not.

Zhu Feng is the best example.

"Feng Wuchen, I, the elder, give you one more chance. Tell us the method to enhance soul power!" Zhuchenxin said, restraining the urge to slap Feng Wuchen, speaking in a completely commanding tone.

Feng Wuchen sneered, "Zhuchenxin, did a donkey kick your head? Do you think I would tell you?"

"Whoosh!"

Zhuchenxin wasted no words, suddenly made a move, his figure instantly appeared, and his withered old hand clawed towards Feng Wuchen’s head.

At this moment, an extremely terrifying scene occurred for all present.

Just as Zhuchenxin flashed and attacked, he was shocked and horrified to find a slap already coming, faster than him.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, Zhuchenxin watched in horror as the slap approached.

Feng Wuchen’s slap!

"Snap!"

A crisp snap echoed as the slap landed fiercely on Zhuchenxin’s old face, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.

At this moment, the eyes of Zhu Muran and others widened to the extreme, hearts thundering.

The whole world fell silent.

As if the end of the world had arrived, everyone was despairing, waiting to die.

Zhuchenxin stood there stunned, while Zhu Muran and others were dumbfounded, making for an incredibly satisfying scene.

The dignified Second Elder of the Demon Clan, with terrifying cultivation of a Seven-Star Saint Sovereign, was instead slapped by Feng Wuchen even after making the first move.

It was an utter disgrace!

How could such a thing happen?

Where did Feng Wuchen get such terrifying speed?

With a harmless smile, Feng Wuchen looked at the baffled Zhuchenxin and laughed, "Zhuchenxin, are you feeling unwell? Your complexion doesn’t look good, and there’s a handprint on your face. Shouldn’t you see a doctor?"

"Buzz!"

Overwhelming fury and a chilling murderous aura erupted instantly, a wave of extreme destruction like a death storm shook the demon enchantment, the flattened Ghost Soul Mountain Range collapsed and tore apart.

Zhuchenxin was thoroughly enraged, his old eyes glowed red, his ferocious old face, like a rabid bitch!

However, in the face of such terrifying power, Feng Wuchen remained motionless.

"He...he actually slapped the Second Elder!" Zhu Muran trembled in fear, already imagining Zhuchenxin’s furious stance.

"Feng Wuchen is courting death! Slapping the Second Elder, he’s dead for sure!"

"Could it really be true? It’s over, the Second Elder is enraged!"

Dozens of Demon Clan experts felt as if plunged into hell, all could imagine how terrifying Zhuchenxin’s anger would be.

Years ago, a great force angered Zhuchenxin, resulting in the annihilation of that power and everyone within a hundred thousand miles.

"Tsk tsk, why such a big fire? Does a Demon Clan elder have any semblance like this?" Feng Wuchen sneered, fearlessly ignoring Zhuchenxin’s overwhelming fury and terrifying power.

"I shall make you regret ever coming into this world!" Zhuchenxin roared, already in an extremely frenzied state.

"What did you say? I didn’t hear, say it again." Feng Wuchen pretended not to have heard, tilting his ear towards Zhuchenxin.

Zhuchenxin exploded in rage, swinging a palm strike, a seemingly ordinary strike yet containing destructive, world-ending power.

But!

Zhuchenxin was dumbfounded again!

"Snap!"

"Splat!"

Before Zhuchenxin’s attack could land, there was another crisp snap as another slap hit Zhuchenxin’s old face, this time making him spit out blood, his head buzzing.

Death Mountain Range fell silent again.

Everyone’s eyes widened in fear, as if seeing the devil, terrified out of their wits, their strength sapped.

The first time might have been Zhuchenxin’s carelessness, or Feng Wuchen’s sneak attack success.

But the second time?

Could it be a coincidence?

Absolutely not!

Zhuchenxin’s strength was indeed terrifying, but Feng Wuchen’s power was even more terrifying.

"You...you..." Zhuchenxin was terrified, realizing that Feng Wuchen’s strength surpassed his, and couldn’t speak for a long time.

"Snap!"

Feng Wuchen directly slapped him, leaving Zhuchenxin dazed.

His left old face swelled red.

"What’s with the ’you’? Can’t you speak properly? Just say what’s on your mind!" Feng Wuchen scolded coldly.

"Zhuchenxin, I don’t understand, where do you get such courage and confidence?" Feng Wuchen taunted.

Zhuchenxin: "..."

"Is this all you brought to deal with me, are you looking down on me?" Feng Wuchen coldly asked, his icy gaze flashing fiercely.

"Snap!"

After speaking, Feng Wuchen slapped again at a speed so fast that Zhuchenxin couldn’t see it.

Fear! Intense fear surged into his heart!

Zhuchenxin regretted it, regretting not having checked before trying to deal with Feng Wuchen.

"Capture me alive? Give me a clean death? With your rubbish strength? Try giving me a clean death now." Feng Wuchen coldly said, every word chilly to the extreme.

"Snap!"

Feng Wuchen slapped again, coldly saying, "Who do you think you are? Is being the Second Elder of the Demon Clan impressive? Is a Seven-Star Saint Sovereign very powerful? Dare to covet my things, do you deserve it?"

After several slaps, Zhuchenxin, the Seven-Star Saint Sovereign, was already injured, his old face deformed.

This was just Feng Wuchen’s physical strength, if he used origin power, a single slap could probably end Zhuchenxin.

Zhuchenxin was completely scared, before Feng Wuchen, he had no chance to resist.

"Snap!"

Feng Wuchen slapped again, coldly saying, "I despise being threatened, do you dare threaten me, do you qualify?"

Watching Feng Wuchen repeatedly slap Zhuchenxin’s face, Zhu Muran and others were scared into stupor!

"Snap snap snap!"

"Splat splat!"

Feng Wuchen slapped furiously, Zhuchenxin spat blood repeatedly, all his old teeth knocked out.

Feng Wuchen coldly said, "I didn’t intend to deal with you so soon, but you kept provoking me again and again. Do you think I wouldn’t dare to kill you, or couldn’t?"