A disciple of the Curse Tumen took action, with strange steps, like a cheetah, domineering hands, like a tiger's claw, and mysterious figure, like a crane. This is a martial art, at least eight stages.
Unfortunately, although his martial arts skills have reached great success, and although his cultivation is the same as Chu Feng, he is also a sixth-grade martial king, his combat power is much worse.
Bang--
Chu Feng did not take action, but his feet stomped on the ground suddenly, and a wave of air surged in and rushed to the disciple of the Curse Tumen.
Crack-
In an instant, bursts of crisp sounds came from his body. When he fell to the ground, not only did he bleed in seven holes, but his meridians were also broken and turned into a bloody man.
"Damn it!"
Another disciple took action. This is the seventh-grade martial king. He is one level higher than Chu Feng. He is absolutely sure that he can defeat Chu Feng.
He used his body skills and came to Chu Feng in an instant, clenched his fists with his five fingers and protruded his middle finger. This is also a kind of martial arts, and all the power of this martial arts is gathered on the middle finger. If you are hit, you will be disabled even if you don’t die.
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Moreover, in order to enhance his strength, he also pasted a hidden talisman on his middle finger, which was the method of the Curse Tumen to use the talisman to enhance combat power.
At present, his punch was aimed at Chu Feng's dantian. He wanted to destroy Chu Feng's cultivation. I have to say that he was very fierce.
Puff—
ah--
But before his fist hit Chu Feng, he screamed first. It turned out that his dantian had been pierced, and the one that pierced his dantian was Chu Feng. Chu Feng was like a sword with one hand, not only stabbing
He broke his dantian and pulled it out, but he still didn't get any blood, like a sword.
Bang-
After abolishing the cultivation level, Chu Feng slapped him in the face and slapped him several meters away. He put him on a big tree like a sandbag, and then fell to the ground.
Go past.
"Next!" Chu Feng's sentence was clear and he was very contemptuous. The person who put the Buddha in front of him was not a person, but a pig and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, ducks and geese waiting to be slaughtered, and a group of animals. He wanted to kill him.
"you……"
Seeing this scene, the dozen remaining disciples of the Curse Tu Sect were so angry that they gritted their teeth and wanted to rush forward to deal with Chu Feng.
"Stop." However, he was scolded and stopped him. It was Yan Gui.
"I underestimate you," said Yan Gui.
"You are not the first to say this." Chu Feng smiled faintly.
"Even if you have the third-grade combat power of the counterattack, you can only compete with the ninth-grade Martial King with the cultivation of your sixth-grade Martial King."
"And there are quite a few of me who can compete with the half emperor. You really think you have a chance of winning." Yan Gui said.
"If I say that you are all my opponents together, do you believe it?" Chu Feng asked.
"Hahaha..." As soon as Chu Feng said this, Yan Gui and other disciples laughed together. In their opinion, Chu Feng was definitely joking.
It was like a monkey saying to a group of wild wolves, I can eat all of you in one bite, it is unrealistic, and it can make people laugh to death.
Swish-
However, at this moment, a stream of light suddenly flashed, as if something had come to them.
After a closer look, they were shocked. It was Chu Feng, who had come to the middle of them, and there was a strange smile on the corner of their mouths.
"Let me down"
Suddenly, Chu Feng raised his hand suddenly, and a golden light shot into the sky, turning into a golden auspicious cloud.
The auspicious clouds flashed with golden light, the runes flowed, and suddenly fell, a huge pressure also fell from the sky.
boom--
In an instant, all the disciples of Yan Guizai's Curse Tumen were lying on the ground like dead dogs, unable to move forward.
"Do you believe it now?" Chu Feng asked.
"You, what kind of monster are you?" A disciple was frightened, and even his voice changed. He could never have imagined how powerful Chu Feng would be.
But his cultivation level is obviously the sixth-grade Martial King. He could not imagine any other possibility except for monsters.
Buzz —
Chu Feng held the sword with one hand and appeared in his hand. He suddenly stabbed the man's left shoulder with a "puff" sound, and penetrated his shoulder.
"I'll ask, you guys will answer, don't blame me for being polite." Chu Feng's tone was cold and murderous intent was stern. This was definitely not a joke.
The disciples of Zhutumen all noticed this. Language can lie, but murderous intent will not lie. Especially Chu Feng's murderous intent was refined from countless killings. This is definitely not fake, especially killing.
The decisive disciples of the Mantra Sect were able to understand this even more.
So the disciples of the Zhutumen could imagine how terrible Chu Feng was. His hands were definitely stained with the blood of countless people. He killed countless people. He was a demon who killed people without blinking, and he was a real cold blood.
Killer.
So they knew that Chu Feng could do what he could do and would really kill them, so even Yan Gui didn't dare to say anything more. He was like a frightened bird, lying on the ground, trembling.
"Who among you are the seven sons of the curse earth?" Chu Feng asked.
"This..." Everyone was stunned when they heard this, especially Yan Gui's expression became very unnatural, but no one was willing to speak.
Swish-
Chu Feng's arm slid, and the long sword on the disciple's shoulder moved, and slashed directly from the dantian, cutting his dantian in half.
"Ah--" The disciple screamed. His misery was not because of the pain, but because of his cultivation for many years, and his cultivation was evaporating at this moment. This really made him worse than death.
Then, Chu Feng pointed at another disciple, stabbed the sword into the person's body, and threatened: "Tell me, otherwise I want you to be the same as him."
"No, don't nullify my cultivation, I said, I said..." The disciple did not dare to resist, and then cried in pain after sweeping his eyes over the three of them.
Because although the three people he looked at were not the strongest people present, they were the three with the most transcendent status.
One of them is the strongest disciple of the Zhutu Sect, Yan Gui, who is the ninth-grade Martial King.
The other two Chu Fengs don’t know what they are called, but their cultivation is an eighth-grade martial king and a seventh-grade martial king.
After looking at these three people, Chu Feng smiled... While he smiled, he closed his eyes and four faces appeared in his mind.
Jiang Qisha, Wu Kunlun, Zhao Yuetian, was crazy for a hundred years.
After these four people appeared in the Eastern Seas, they caused huge waves and became Chu Feng's biggest enemy.
When they first appeared, Chu Feng felt a great pressure. The four of them were like four insurmountable high walls, and the oppressive Chu Feng could not breathe.
The four of them are the head of the Mantu Sect and the fourth of the seven disciples he personally passed on. The outside world calls them the Seven Sons of Mantu Sect.
At that time, if Chu Feng had not used the power of Fairy Piaomiao, it would have been impossible for him to defeat Jiang Qisha and the others. He was too weak at that time.
Suddenly, Chu Feng opened his eyes and looked at Yan Gui and the other two again, with the smile on his face even stronger.
These three are also the Seven Sons of Curse, each of them is stronger than Jiang Qisha and the four men, but now they can only lie at Chu Feng's feet like a dead dog. Chu Feng just wants to kill them and trample on one of them to death
There is no difference between ant.
The most important thing is that this time, Chu Feng did not rely on anyone's power, he relied on... his own cultivation.
"Yan Gui, it seems that you are the leader of the seven cursed earth sons." Chu Feng walked to Yan Gui and asked.
"Chu Feng, it's not me who wants to deal with you, it's Qin Lingyun, it's Qin Lingyun who wants us to deal with you."
"Yes, there is the benefits Qin Lingyun has given me in my Qiankun bag. Take it away. No, you take it away. You take it away, and you take it away, let us go." Yan Gui didn't dare to answer.
Instead, he begs for mercy.
It’s not that he has no backbone, but that he is very scared and regretful now.
He had thought Chu Feng was a lamb and he could easily capture it. Now he realized that the other party was a tiger. Even if he was a hungry wolf, he was still weak in front of Chu Feng and became the other party's food.
Chu Feng smiled again. He had known that Yan Gui and others had attacked him for a long time, which might be related to Qin Lingyun, but he did not expect that it would be true.
Chu Feng reached out and grabbed them all, sucking them into their hands. Then, it was very natural and put them into his own Qiankun bag without any sense of guilt, just as if these were his.
However, it was obvious that Chu Feng had no intention of letting them go, but instead opened his palms and another suction force surged out, grabbing Yan Gui over.
Chu Feng grabbed his collar with one hand, held the long sword of force with the other, and stabbed into his waist, which was only a slight difference from his dantian.
"I will ask you and answer you. If there is any hesitation or a lie, I will let the power you have cultivated in these thirty-two years turn into clouds and smoke."
"You'd better tell me the truth. You should know that if you lie, you will never be able to hide it from me." Chu Feng's eyes were like lightning, and thunder flashed, as if he was a monster in the world, and could see through everything.