Eight Desolate Sword Emperor

Chapter 32

Jiang Feng's eyes turned to look at a person around him.He said indifferently: "Dead people, do you also want to humiliate?" There was no trace of emotion, and his emotions could not be seen. "Under the silver-white mask, those gray and deep pupils are full of coldness, desireless and ruthless.

"Since you like trampling on the dead so much, then go and accompany them." Jiang Feng's heartless voice reappeared.

With the sword behind his back, he stepped forward, like a breeze, and came to a person who was rummaging through a corpse.

"One sword, just one sword"

When the sword rises, people die.

There are no extra moves, just a simple but unpretentious sword.

"Who the hell are you?"

"The one who will kill you."

Jiang Feng spoke again. It was icy cold and full of killing intent. It made people feel cold and couldn't help shivering.

The next moment, the sword intent was concentrated on the tip of the sword, stabbing one person after another, simply and neatly, without even any reason.

"What does he want to do, does he want to kill all of our people, is it possible?"

Seeing another figure fall, the crowd trembled slightly, terrified.

No one dared to step forward to stop him, because that would only hasten their death, and all they could do now was run for their lives.

Jiang Feng's intuition has been numb now, his pupils are red, but his mind is still relatively clear, he holds a long sword, kills one person with one step, and never stops a thousand miles.

At this time, dozens of people were already killed by the sword, and they became Jiang Feng's souls for no apparent reason.

There is only anger in Jiang Feng's heart now.

Gradually, Jiang Feng's sword seemed to be covered with a red mist of blood. With each person killed, the mist of blood on the sword became more solid, as if it was about to take shape.

"Damn it, luck can't be so good. Practice swords to develop sword intent, and kill people to generate killing intent. This frankly makes people live."

Mo Tian complained in Jiang Feng's mental space.

Finally, some of them began to flee, with fear on their faces.Some people were even frightened and shocked.

"No, we must stop him, we cannot let him go on killing, otherwise it will be our turn sooner or later."

Someone felt that the crisis was getting closer and spoke, and everyone around him nodded in agreement.

"We all work together to kill him, and we can't let him have a chance to break down one by one."

The crowd gradually moved closer to one place, ready to join forces to deal with Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng's strength was too terrifying. His sword was like a life-threatening talisman. He would kill whoever he met.

Jiang Feng's brows suddenly frowned, and he looked at the crowd that was gradually closing in. Those who touched Jiang Feng's eyes felt the breath of death coming faster.

"Everyone goes together, I don't believe he can deal with all of us alone."

"Yes, don't be afraid of him. With so many of us working together, even if he is not weak, we will definitely be able to deal with him."

It seemed that they sensed the fear of the companions around them, and some people spoke comforting words, not sure if it was to embolden him.

Jiang Feng's sword still didn't stop, and his footsteps approached slowly, and the surging sword intent became stronger and stronger, covering all of them, constantly destroying their self-confidence.

"I don't want any treasures."

Finally, one person's confidence was completely destroyed by this sharp sword intent. He turned around and ran away. He had a feeling that in front of Jiang Feng, no matter how many others there were, he still couldn't take Jiang Feng's sword.

"The sword of death."

Jiang Feng stepped on his feet suddenly, and swung his long sword out. Immediately, the gray air of death wrapped around the sword glow, turning into an extremely powerful sword gang, destroying everything.

"Puff puff……"

There was a slight sound, and the bodies of those who were about to join forces to deal with Jiang Feng froze there, their eyes full of horror.

Lowering their heads, they looked at their abdomen, where a perfect cut was extremely clear.

"why?"

The crowd fell down one by one, and until they died, they still didn't understand why Jiang Feng wanted to kill them.

"Because you must die."

Holding the sword, Jiang Feng turned around. Wherever his eyes passed, the crowd dropped everything and ran away.

Jiang Feng drew his sword again, but this time not only with the air of death but also with speed and strength, they had no other choice but to escape.

"Who is presumptuous here."

The red blood mist on Jiang Feng's sword began to condense, and Jiang Feng's pupils seemed to have two emotions: ignorance and sobriety.

His pupils turned a little bloody.

Luo Bingqing who was beside him also noticed something strange, and saw that something was wrong with Jiang Feng.

"Jiang Feng, are you okay?"

Jiang Feng seemed to be half asleep when he heard this, but his pupils gradually became clear.

''I'm fine"

At this time, a piercing shout came out, and immediately, two figures jumped down from the sky and landed on the martial arts peak.

These two figures are a man and a woman, and the woman said, "Who are you?"

This woman was none other than Jiang Feng's former fiancée, Ye Wushuang. Her beautiful face showed a bit of pride, and she coldly shouted at Jiang Feng, aloof.

Ye Wushuang was also very talented in the original Qinglan Academy, but it was far inferior to Jiang Feng's talent. He joined the blood sect of the Xuewutian faction as an inner disciple. Only then did the family's appreciation enter the Blood Sect.

She and Xiao Tenglong are in charge of taking care of Yun Haizong.

However, compared to Xiao Tenglong, she is still far behind. Now that Xiao Tenglong is valued and cultivated, Xiao Tenglong will become a dazzling figure, worshiped and respected by people.

His choice of Xiao Tenglong is the best choice.

Seeing that it was Ye Wushuang and Xiao Tenglong, Jiang Feng took off his mask, and a wicked smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Is this place just the two of you?"

Jiang Feng asked, and with a step, suddenly, the piercing sword energy became scarlet, and his sword became faster, and he rushed out fiercely, a domineering, bloody sword momentum bloomed.

"Jiang Feng, it's Jiang Feng, he dared to step into Qinglan Academy."

Ye Wushuang's heart trembled violently, she never dreamed that Jiang Feng would dare to come back.

It's just that there is no strong person at all now. If the two of them can't deal with Jiang Feng together, the rest of them will only be slaughtered.

It can be said that in today's Qinglan Academy, Jiang Feng's strength is enough to walk sideways.

"Fighting, how could I be missing."

Everyone followed the voice, and Jiang Feng was shocked that he survived.

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