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"Go away, Juntuo carries his son, and don't disturb us from watching the Battle of the Saint Slaughter!"
Evolutionaries from all over the universe objected and told Ouyang Feng to stop blocking the camera and sneak away.
Now, although there are many people taking pictures, the signal is intermittent, which cannot satisfy the desire of people in the star sea to explore, and they all want to watch the detailed fierce battle.
In the battlefield, Chu Feng held the blood-dripping Samsara Knife in his left hand and the Purple Golden Bamboo in his right hand. It was like an ancient fierce tiger born with murderous intent. He didn't want to let one go.
Now, he is chasing the skinny ancient saint of the corpse tribe with a knife, slashing wildly along the way, wishing to kill the old guy immediately.
Now, this terrifying saint of the corpse tribe is also working hard, and his whole body is glowing with black light, and the shriveled old skin is as black and shiny as black gold.
Even if the Samsara knife strikes it, it will make a clanging sound and sparks will fly everywhere. Sometimes it can split and black blood spills, but sometimes it can only open a small gap.
His strength is evident!
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
¡¡
Chu Feng kept swinging the knife, and in a short period of time, he chopped him more than a hundred times, and slapped him in the face dozens of times with the blade of the knife. The loud cracking sound of his big mouth could not be heard.
The oldest saint of the corpse tribe was furious. He had never suffered such humiliation before. It was so shameful to be slapped in public like this.
So he went crazy, and the black gold skin all over his body erupted into more dazzling runes. The black light was filled with red glow, burning the true blood of life, hoping to return to his state so that he could kill Chu Feng.
At the same time, he even shouted: "Everyone, kill! If you don't want to die, follow me and kill together. I will teach you a taboo formula that can break through the confinement and restore your ability to move!"
The veins on the face of the saint of the corpse clan were pulsing. His old face, which was as dry as orange peel, was stained with blood from the reincarnation knife. Even his cheekbones were torn apart.
It was devastating and humiliating for him.
Sure enough, as he recited a mantra, those slow-moving saints began to speed up burning their own life blood.
"It's a pity that their strength has not skyrocketed, and the enhancement has been limited.
"Kill!" Chu Feng's eyes flashed with cold electricity. This time, with just one strike, he chopped the ancient saint of the corpse clan in half, making his soul light much dim.
However, the other saints of the Corpse Clan followed up and worked together to prevent him from killing him completely. There are four Saints in the Corpse Clan!
"die!"
Chu Feng roared, and in just a moment, the Purple Golden Bamboo and the Samsara Knife all hit a Corpse Saint, causing his body to disintegrate, being strangled by the Samsara Knife, and completely destroyed physically and mentally.
"You!" The ancient saint of the corpse clan was furious. He took this opportunity to reorganize his skinny body and let out a low roar, like a fierce ghost.
"It's not over yet, kill again!" Chu Feng shouted, using all his strength to swing the purple golden bamboo, the treasure in the holy weapon, and beat half of the other Corpse Saint to death.
"Ah" The corpse clan strongman who became a saint in recent times roared and struggled desperately to escape, but in the end his head was chopped off by the Samsara Knife and the soul light was defeated.
In an instant, the Corpse Clan lost two saints, making the ancient Corpse Saint's eyes cold and his murderous intent boundless. Unfortunately, he could not display his strength in this place.
"Boom!"
The saints joined forces and began to counterattack. They all released their true life blood without reservation. Their whole bodies were bright red, and they rushed towards Chu Feng.
The golden giant sword in the hands of the old tyrant of the Celestial Clan was particularly sharp. When he struck it, Chu Feng felt a burst of pressure. Fortunately, this old guy was suppressed. He is indeed the best among the saints who have survived from ancient times.
when!
Sparks flew from the Purple Golden Bamboo, swinging up the giant knife. Chu Feng used his current speed, strength and other advantages to knock him away and kill a new saint from the Celestial Clan.
"Poof!"
After a collision, he directly decapitated the man and chopped off his head. Then, with a sudden swing of the Purple Golden Bamboo, his divine light exploded and was completely annihilated.
¡°You are a chicken and a dog!¡±
Chu Feng said casually.
As a result, a group of saints were livid, frightened and angry. If not restricted, would this little devil dare to speak like this? With so many people here, they would have crushed him into a pulp.
In the universe, the evolvers who saw this scene through intermittent pictures were also speechless. This devil's mentality was quite relaxed. He still had the leisure to say this in the midst of a fierce battle.
Chi!
Thousands of red feathers flew in like sharp feathersThe nightmare of being slapped.
For people at this level, being slapped in the face with a long knife is like killing one's body. Both of them were beaten by Chu Feng, flying across like kites, with blood flying everywhere.
The people watching the battle were completely dumbfounded, and then even more horrified, with chills from head to toe!
"You two are so thick-skinned that you can still grow well no matter how you cut them apart. I don't believe you can't cut them apart!" Chu Feng was killing while grinding, which is inconsistent with this painting style of splattering holy blood. .
Throughout the universe, evolvers of all races stared blankly.
"Ancestor!"
"Chu Feng, you devil!"
Relevant ethnic groups, such as the Spirit Tribe, Mechanical Tribe, Xilin Tribe, Nether Tribe, etc., have already exploded their nests, and all the saints in the tribe who went to the Great Abyss have been wiped out!
The people of the Zombie Clan and the Celestial God Clan are even more roaring. Now it is their two great saints who are accepting Chu Feng¡¯s final terrifying killing blow, and they can¡¯t stand it anymore.
Then, people saw that the ancient saint of the corpse clan was beaten to death by Chu Feng, flew out like a rag bag, and his soul light was scattered by the reincarnation knife!
He has recovered again and again, but in fact he has consumed too much life energy, and now there is finally no way to resurrect him!
Poof!
The Purple Golden Bamboo fell and disintegrated his physical body, destroying both body and soul.
On the other side, the face of the old tyrant of the Celestial God Clan was also smashed by the Samsara Knife Fan. Finally, his body exploded, and the soul light couldn't escape. He was cut open by Chu Feng's knife, and then suddenly shattered, and finally completely disintegrated and disappeared into thin air.
Next to them, the three saints of the Yaxian tribe were covered in blood, their bodies were cold, and they stood there motionless! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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