Doomsday is King Reborn

Because when Wu Ziyan saw Wu Feng's great power, part of her inner emotions were shock and joy, but more of it was a sense of strangeness and distance.

That feeling is like a mortal looking up to a god.

Can a mortal force a god to do her bidding?

Obviously not possible.

In fact, Wu Feng really wouldn't listen to his little sister Wu Ziyan.

"Ha ha!"

"Little sister, I understand what you think!"

"For your sake, I only made one move against Zhao Xuan today. I won't make another move for this magic fireball, whether he lives or dies!"

Wu Feng looked back at Wu Ziyan, his gaze was soft for a while.

However, Wu Feng's attack will not be cancelled, as Wu Ziyan is gentle and gentle.

Because, today's scene is already obvious, Zhao Xuan is not dead, it is impossible to let Wu Feng and Wu Ziyan go.

Even, if he can survive, he will devote his entire life to revenge Wu Feng and Wu Ziyan.

With such an enemy destined to be irresolvable, Wu Feng would naturally not be blindly merciful.

"Magic Fireball?" The eyes of Wu Ziyan, Xiao Li, Uncle Zhuang, and Zhao Xuan, following Wu Feng's words, all focused on the fireball in Wu Feng's left palm.

It is really a ball as its name suggests.

This magic fireball, with purple light spinning around it, looks very similar to ordinary fireball at first glance.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that there is a magic sound bursting out of it, which seems to be pregnant with a powerful fire demon.

"No!"

"I can't die!"

"escape!"

"Yes, escape, as long as he escapes the catastrophe in front of him, no matter how powerful Wu Feng is?"

"It's not like my uncle has no C-level evolutionary beings. At that time, with all the strength of my Zhao family, Wu Feng and Wu Ziyan still can't escape my palm!" After a short silence, Zhao Xuan seemed to see Wu Feng With Feng's determination, he also knew that it was impossible for him to catch Wu Feng's magic fireball, and he turned his head and ran away in an instant.

Don't look at his fusion of mammoth genes, which favors strength.

However, as a C-level genetic warrior, his speed was not slow. Just as soon as Wu Feng and Wu Ziyan spoke, he broke through a wall and wanted to escape from the Zhao's mansion.

Chapter 648 Killing Zhao Xuan

However, Zhao Xuan's idea is good.

He wanted to avoid the edge for the time being, and wait until he assembled the strongest fighting force of the Zhao family to fight again, but the reality was cruel.

"Ok?"

"Want to escape? It's too late!"

Wu Feng was not in a hurry. Facing Zhao Xuan who had smashed through the wall, he didn't even move his feet and didn't chase after him. He just lightly threw the magic fireball in the palm of his left hand.

"call out!"

In an instant, the purple magic fireball flashed like a meteor and hit Zhao Xuan's back.

"puff!"

"Boom..." The purple fireball exploded when it was touched, and turned into a sky-filled purple flame, enveloping Zhao Xuan's extremely strong body.

"what……"

"No, how dare you kill me..."

"Wu Ziyan, I regret, I regret that I didn't take you..." Zhao Xuan's figure, who was still fleeing, froze in mid-air the moment he was hit by the magic fireball.

Immediately, he fell to the ground, rolling and howling.

However, no matter how much he fluttered about, the purple flame on his body did not diminish by half, but instead burned more and more vigorously.

In the end, Zhao Xuan's roar stopped abruptly, he turned around, stretched out his hand weakly to Wu Ziyan, took two steps, and fell to the ground.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

The terrifying voice resounded outside the shattered hall, not only made Wu Ziyan couldn't bear to turn her head away, but also made that uncle almost faint from fright.

Apparently, what Wu Feng said was sweet, under any blow, Zhao Xuan would not take another shot, life or death, but his strikes were extremely ruthless.

That flame directly burned Zhao Xuan to ashes like burning firewood.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Xuan died.

"you……"

"You killed Master Xuan?"

"A catastrophe, a catastrophe...Miss Wu, my young master Xuan has feelings for you anyway, how could you let your brother kill him like this?" The middle-aged man Uncle Zhuang's eyes almost popped out. up.

In this moment, it can be said that he fell into hell.

Because this uncle knew very well what Zhao Xuan meant to the real masters of the Zhao family mansion, the two big figures of the Zhao family.

That is the junior who is absolutely optimistic, as the successor, the heir cultivated by the backbone.

But now that Zhao Xuan is dead, he, the housekeeper, is afraid that he will have a hard time living.

Even if Wu Feng didn't kill him, he, a servant who failed to protect the master, would die when the big shot of the Zhao family arrived.

"Shut up!"

"What does this matter have to do with my little sister?"

"What's more, your Zhao family are all scumbags, so Zhao Xuan's intentions towards my little sister are unfaithful, how can there be any real feelings?"

"If I don't kill him, sooner or later he will take my life and humiliate my little sister!"

"You talk nonsense, why don't you taste my magic flame!" Wu Feng snapped, not waiting for this uncle to continue talking, but interrupted it.

At the same time, he also clarified the stakes in the scolding, saying that if he didn't kill Zhao Xuan today, Zhao Xuan would kill him, for fear that Wu Ziyan would blame herself.