Their steps were very light, and their eyes were all concentrated on Cang Yuebuhan lying on the ground, obviously they were very afraid of Cang Yuebuhan's existence.

A short-haired man in the lead slid his right hand around his neck, and the warrior behind him rushed towards Cang Yue Bu Han, while the short-haired man ran to the cage with kind eyes and looked at the two warriors covered with scars in the cage, and said anxiously: "Feng'er, Tao'er, it's too late for his father."

Seeing everyone coming, everyone who was originally listless in the cage stood up and a light of hope appeared in their eyes. When the family came, they were finally able to leave alive.

The short-haired man raised his right arm and was about to break the cage, suddenly a fat figure flashed in front of him. The next moment, the drooping fat all over his body jumped up in an instant, and it seemed that the fat flesh all over his body seemed to turn into muscles. The thick right arm suddenly raised, bringing up a strong wind of madness, and it rushed out quickly, heading straight for the short-haired middle-aged warrior.

Zheng Shiyi kicked his eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. It was so fast! The fat man named Zheng Chen looked inconspicuous, how could he have such a fast fist speed!

The short-haired warrior looked at the fist in front of him that looked like a movie, and the wide knife in his hand subconsciously blocked his chest, trying to resist Kuangba's punch.

"clang……"

A crisp sound of metal breaking sounded, and Zheng Chen's fist instantly shattered the blade in front of the other party, and fell heavily on the other party's chest. A mouthful of scarlet blood was sprayed out of his mouth. The powerful impact force caused the short-haired warrior to slid backward and left a deep scratch on the ground, and then he stopped in front of him.

"Father!"

A sound of concern and surprise sounded, Chu Feng's whole body stood up, and his arms tried to break free from the control of the rope.

At the same time, on the other side, a short figure appeared, and suddenly kicked the ground. An extremely powerful side kick directly on the abdomen of the warrior rushing in front. The kicked warrior seemed to be a truck that was running quickly and retreated wildly, completely knocking the warrior behind him. On the trunk, all the remaining six people jumped down and completely surrounded everyone.

With less than one breathing technique, several people lie on the ground, seriously injured in a team of more than 20 people.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the scene in front of him and sighed helplessly. It seemed that there were their children in this cage, but even if they were pursuing and saving people, they had to choose some warriors with high cultivation. None of the more than 20 people had the cultivation level above him. Wouldn't they die?

"It's so comfortable to sleep..."

Cang Yuebuhan, who had been lying on the ground, stretched lazily as if she had woken up from a dream, and looked at the people currently surrounded: "Chu Jianfeng, after following for so many days, I can't help but sneak attacks. It seems that you also know that in three days, you will never have a chance to arrive at our territory. However, the level of sneak attacks is a little later."

Chu Jianfeng covered his chest with his left hand and adjusted the frequency of his breathing. The squeezed anger suddenly burst out and cursed: "Let me go! Do your Cangyue family know what you are doing? God of Zizai forbid us to practice the Blood Prison Futu. If the matter is exposed, it will be exterminated by the whole family!"

"Free God?" Cang Yuebuhan stood up and shrugged indifferently: "Free God is in the Free Heaven Realm, just a blood priest, how can he alarm him?"

Free God, Free Heaven, Blood Suicide.

Zheng Shiyi fell into a deep thought as he heard the three completely unfamiliar names. Who is the free God in their mouths? Could it be the royal family in this world? No, the royal family will normally guard this world and will not leave easily. So who is the free God? It seems that he is a very authoritative person.

Although I don’t know what the Blood Prison Futu is, I can tell from their mouths that the young people in the cage are probably practicing the Blood Prison Futu’s sacrifices, and using young warriors as sacrifices is undoubtedly an extremely vicious martial art.

Cang Yuebuhan inserted his five fingers into his dark hair, scratched his head, and walked to the cage in two steps. He reached into the cage with his right hand, slapped Chu Feng's face twice, and slapped the cloth stuffed in his mouth, and directly slapped the cloth stuffed in his mouth. Scarlet blood flew out with two white teeth.

Cang Yuebuhan looked at Chu Jianfeng naturally and said excitedly: "He is your son, he looks a little talented.

Alas... It's a pity that he only has three days of life. After three days, everyone in the cage will become dead bodies. Of course, this is not the first batch, nor the last batch. After years of friendship between the two families, I will give you a clear path and hand over all the young warriors of the family members. Maybe you can survive."

Zheng Shiyi became more and more alert when he listened to Cang Yue Buhan's words. The strong are respectful and the strong are the prey of the weak. It is truly reflected in the vast world. It is even more cruel than the small world. Some people actually killed so many young warriors to practice evil skills, and they do not regard people as humans at all!

"Beast, let me go!" Chu Jianfeng clenched his right fist angrily, and his strength was so great that he even inserted his nails into his palm. Drops of blood flowed down his fingers in an instant: "Since I am not afraid of God of Freedom, then I will go to Freedom Imperial City to report the jade letter!"

"Jade-like?" Cang Yuebuhan casually pushed Chu Feng's head with his right hand, wiped the blood splashed in his hand, and laughed: "You are here today, can you still go back alive?"

Cang Yuebuhan patted Zheng Chen's back with his right hand: "No living."

Zheng Chen answered, and the eight people looked at each other and surrounded each other. However, Cang Yuebuhan leaned leisurely on the trunk on one side, as if she was watching a good show.

The eight people suddenly kicked the ground, instantly compressing the attack range of more than 20 people. Zheng Chen's huge body was like flowing water in the crowd. The blades in his hand kept waving, the knife rose and fell, and countless sounds of the collision and screams of the blades sounded in this space.

The eight people had intertwined their positions and covered each other. The offensive was no less than the more than twenty people on the other side, and they were even far above the opponent's strength in terms of attack. Several of the opponents were beaten to retreat under the attack of eight people.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the weak sneak attack team and tried hard to break free from the ropes with his arms. Once upon a time, he had experienced such a thing. The members of the Xuanming Sect also tried their best to save themselves. Now these warriors are even more desperate to save their children.

I just came to this world and still had a lot of things I hadn't done. The toxins in my body were almost relieved on this day. Although the Cangyue family had three people who were above me and the woman who led the team, when the number of people was superior, with their own help, maybe there was still hope of winning!

His arms were tense, trying to break the rope tied to his body. Suddenly, the toxins in his body seemed to have a sense of the rope tied to his body, and they became active, and even filled the entire meridian in an instant.

The power that had just recovered in his body completely disappeared at this moment. He took a deep breath and was shocked. What? The toxicity actually spreads throughout his body. The rope on his body can actually sense the toxins in his body. If he tries to break free from the rope, the rope will arouse toxins throughout his body!

What is going on? I have never seen such a rope. I know too little about the world. With my current state, it is more important to help, even standing is a problem...

In an instant, a cold light flashed, the shadow of the knife spread all over the sky, and blood splattered everywhere!

After dozens of rounds of battle, both sides suffered casualties and fell into a stalemate.

Chu Jianfeng held the blade in his trembling right hand tightly with his hands, looked down at the corpses all over the ground, his dull eyes revealed endless despair, and his mind was even blank.

The next moment, he raised his head, as if he had completely lost his mind, and quickly kicked the ground, appeared in front of Cang Yuebuhan in an instant, and the sword blade in his hand suddenly raised and stabbed it directly.

Seeing that the sharp sword tip was about to stab Cang Yuebuhan's heart, he didn't look like he wanted to act. Instead, he showed a relaxed expression on his face. Suddenly, Zheng Chen's figure appeared in front of Chu Jianfeng, and his hand was wide enough to stab from top to bottom.

"puff!"

The sharp blade was as easy as passing through paper, separating Chu Jianfeng's abdomen, passing through his entire body, and finally coming out from the back of his neck. At almost the same time, the sharp blade was the same as Zheng Chen's technique and directly inserted into Chu Jianfeng's body from different positions.

Chu Jianfeng's whole body was penetrated by eight sharp blades, and scarlet blood kept leaving along the blade, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The eight people pulled out the blade that was inserted into their bodies at the same time. Chu Jianfeng was lying on the ground, his whole body twitching greatly. His half of his body was twitching on the ground, and his eyes showed infinite self-blame and unwillingness. His right arm stretched towards the blade that fell to the ground, as if he wanted to make a final move.

Zheng Chen wiped the blood of the sword, walked to Chu Jianfeng in two steps, stepped on Chu Jianfeng's right hand with his left foot, rubbed his right foot on his head, and sneered and sarcastically: "Old guy, you dare to come to save people at this level. You are overestimating your ability. Judging from your pain, I'll give you a ride."

"Bang!"

A crisp burst sounded, and Chu Jianfeng's entire head was like a watermelon crushed by a heavy object, bursting instantly, scarlet blood and brain matter sprayed all over the ground, and he died completely in the blood wave.

Everyone in the cage looked at the dead bodies on the ground with trembling eyes, and they were all stunned. No one made a sound, but Zheng Chen walked to one side, poked Brother Li's waist with his elbow, and asked with a smile: "Brother Li, how are you? How many of them have you killed just now?"

"Five." Brother Li wiped off the blood from the blade and placed the wide knife into the scabbard behind him.

"Only five?" Zheng Chen showed a proud look on his face and said proudly: "Brother Li, you can't do it. With that old thing just now, I killed ten of them. Should I remember this first skill on my head?"
Chapter completed!