Supreme Profound God

Chapter 433 Slaughtering the Tianmu Sect

Three days later, a mighty wedding ceremony was held in Shengtian City. Most people in the city were sad. Chu Feng buried Yang Yimeng's ashes in the back mountain of Shengtian City. The newly erected grave suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Chu Feng stood in front of the new grave, holding a person in his hand, it was Mu Ming whose soul had been killed, and looked like a vegetable.

"Yimeng, I'm here!" Chu Feng said solemnly. The few short words conveyed countless sorrows. The calmer Chu Feng was at the moment, the more uncomfortable he felt. He even protected his beloved woman. No, is there any point in practicing?

It may have been a mistake for me to leave Zhongxuanzhou at the beginning, it was bitter and desolate, and my heart was broken.Standing a few steps behind Chu Feng, Du Lao, Mu Feng and Chu Bing also sighed slightly in their hearts. They opened their mouths to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

"You all go down first!" Chu Feng said calmly without turning his head, his whole body seemed to have no strength, looking at the newly built tomb with contemplative eyes, his heart seemed to be cut by a knife.

Watching silently, tears could no longer stop flowing, but it was a wordless pain, and it seemed to recall the time when he was in Baiyunzong, and the scenes seemed to flicker in his mind.

The beautiful shadow flutters, the white clothes flutter, the fragrance is charming, and the exquisite curves outline a wonderful picture.

Taking a deep breath, suddenly a ray of light flickered in Chu Feng's hand, and Mu Ming's head was cut off from the corpse directly by the profound energy, and the rest was a bang, and a flame shot out from it, directly burning it Lose.

"Mu Ming's head is for you to worship! Yimeng, you can leave at ease, and I will completely destroy the remaining Tianmu sect. I never gave you the title of wife before I was alive. I will give you this title later." Putting Mu Ming's head in front of Yang Yimeng's grave, two lines of tears flowed from his moist eyes.

Who said that a man does not flick his tears easily?Just because I haven't reached the sad place.

The dark ring on his right hand flickered in vain, Chu Feng took out a few bottles of wine that had been prepared, raised his head and began to pour it into his mouth.

"Gulong!"

He gulped down strong wine and sat down on the ground. No matter what, he couldn't get rid of Yang Yimeng's figure. Those vows and scenes broke his heart.

"We agreed to go to the peak together, and we agreed to never be separated. Why did you leave? Why are you so stupid? Can't you wait for me a little longer? I remember you said that if you can, you are willing to watch the sunset with me all the time. Sunrise, you said that the sunset is the most beautiful, when I rescued you from Moyu, I planned to watch the sunset and sunrise with you every day, but now, I can’t do it.” After drinking a bottle of wine, Chu Feng felt a little Feeling flustered, he kept smiling wryly, and felt heart-wrenching pains. He knew that he had lost Yang Yimeng forever.

Chu Feng sat for three days, drank all the wine in the ring, and was extremely drunk. He needed a reason to numb himself, and he really didn't want to face such a fact.

On the evening of the third day, Chu Feng was still in a state of drunkenness and dreams. Looking at Yang Yimeng's grave, he seemed to see a flickering figure, and shook his head with a wry smile. Chu Feng knew that he was dazzled.

"The sky is not beautiful, hey!" Slightly sighed, but it started to rain, with lightning and thunder, strong winds, black clouds in an instant, and even endless raindrops rolling down.

The downpour came in the blink of an eye. Chu Feng was bathed in the storm, as if he was washing his soul with it. He blamed himself, he couldn't even protect his own woman, so what's the use?

"elder brother!"

Suddenly, when Chu Feng was silent in the storm, he suddenly heard a crisp voice, and he turned his head slowly, looking at Chu Bing, who was wearing a white palace attire, and followed him into the rain.

"You...what did you call me?" Chu Feng disheveled, dressed like a beggar, looked sloppy, his clothes were mixed with mud and rain, if Chu Bing hadn't arrived, no one would have known him.

"Brother! Stop humiliating yourself like this. We are all very sad about the death of sister Yimeng, but being sad can't solve the problem. Everyone hopes you cheer up. You forgot that you promised Du Lao to stand on the top of the world. You Have you forgotten that you are going to revive the Chu family?" Chu Bing said in tears, tears in her eyes, the rain had already wet her clothes, but she didn't care.

"Brother! Wake up, don't fall like this! The more you do this, the more uncomfortable we will be!" Chu Bing said sadly, holding Chu Feng's hand.

"Boy Chu Feng, why did you promise me back then? Did you fall like this just because of Yang Yimeng's death? You are talented and intelligent, and you are a strong person. You should stand at the top of the world instead of being frustrated once or twice. I'm defeated!" At some point, Du Lao unexpectedly appeared in front of him.

"Master! Destroy the Tianmu Sect!" The old man Mu Feng called out the young master unexpectedly. Originally, he was Chu Feng's servant. It was correct to call him that way, but in the current situation, for Chu Feng, there was no way for him. It is different from a great encouragement.

Chu Feng's complexion kept changing, and at the end, he finally calmed down. He was no longer listless, and he began to think about what Chu Bing, Du Lao and Mu Feng said. Can he really fall like this? ?
No, absolutely not!
Whether it's for Yang Yimeng or for herself, or for the Chu family, she can't be depraved.

"Go, go down the mountain, prepare for the battle tomorrow! Slaughter all the Tianmu sects!" Chu Feng was shocked, his body was gleaming with mysterious light, his clothes that were originally wet had dried up in an instant, and at the same time, streaks of blue light were shining on his body.

"it is good!"

Everyone excitedly thought that it would be better to slaughter Tianmuzong than to let Chu Feng continue to degenerate.

The first thing Chu Feng did when he returned to Shengtian City was to integrate the guards of Shengtian City. Looking at the remaining guards who only had more than 100 people, he felt as if something had stabbed him hard in his heart.

There were more than 500 people at the beginning, but now there are only more than 100 people left, and I feel twitched. If there are more than 100 people, there are more than 100 people. It is better than nothing.

"Brothers, I am Chu Feng, the city lord of Shengtian City. I have made you all suffer. The Tianmu sect is deceiving people too much. I decide to slaughter the Tianmu sect tomorrow!" Chu Feng's speech, although not imposing, but also Exciting.

That scene was witnessed by many people when Chu Feng beheaded all the monks of the Tianmu Sect. At this moment, in their eyes, Chu Feng was an insurmountable god, and a burning desire for worship arose in their eyes.

"Slaughter the Tianmu sect!"

"Slaughter the Tianmu sect!"

(End of this chapter)