"Who says studying can't lead to the Molten Furnace Realm!"
Feng Xuewen took a step forward, behind him emerged a vast sea of Confucian classics, his entire body exuding a vast air that surged across the sky.
The entire heavens and earth began to tremble, this light shook the entire Wuzhai, even affecting the dense black clouds atop Wushan.
At this moment, everyone in Wuzhai saw all of this, all looked on in confusion at the swirling literary energy.
At this moment, Feng Xuewen took another step, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, he gently placed a palm on the dantian of Feng Xueye, who ruled the entire Wuzhai like a Demon King.
Boom!
Feng Xueye's eyes suddenly bulged, glaring fiercely at Feng Xuewen: "Third Brother, how dare you!"
Boom!
Feng Xueye was directly struck by Feng Xuewen, spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puff,"...
Spraying blood all over the sky, then crashed heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a moment.
