Beauty's personal servant

"You can't live because you've done evil!" Chen Feng closed his eyes and his voice had no emotion.

The next moment, a substantial Qi sword appeared in front of him and slowly rotated. These Qi swords are made of Chen Feng's sword Qi. They have edges and corners, and the lines are clear and lifelike. It can be seen that Chen Feng's understanding of Kendo has once again improved to a higher level.

"Mystify!" A friar of the black wind League snorted coldly, then his flying sword came out of the scabbard and was stabbed directly into Chen Feng's Dantian by his imperial envoy.

In his opinion, Chen Feng is just a show off. No matter how gorgeous his moves are, after all, the strength in the later stage of the robbery is there, and it is still vulnerable to the strong in the Mahayana period.

But he was wrong.

Hearing the sound of a sword roar, an air sword beside Chen Feng suddenly moved. A white sword flower suddenly appears, which is incomparably gorgeous. At the next moment, the black wind alliance friar who attacked Chen Feng's eyes froze. Then, his Dantian suddenly exploded a mass of blood. He saw a big hole in his Dantian, connecting the Dantian with the Yuan Ying inside, which was twisted into pieces by Chen Feng's Qi sword.

A sword will kill you.

Chen Feng's strong sword made everyone's eyes cold. Without the expected trembling, these friars of the black wind alliance all had blood light in their eyes, and strands of bloodthirsty light flashed in their eyes.

Chen Feng looked in his eyes and sighed in his heart: "these people have been lost by the negative emotions in the crystal. Once they enter the combat state, their mind will no longer be controlled by themselves. Before long, I'm afraid these people will become outright killing machines.

A sense of killing rose in Chen Feng's heart. These people must not let them out of this small world, otherwise, the cultivation world will inevitably set off a bloody storm!

The light flashed, and the Qi sword around Chen Feng began to run. Many Qi swords slowly spread out, spread a strange sword array in front of Chen Feng, and then fiercely covered the friars of Heifeng League.

This sword array is extremely extraordinary. It is an upgraded version of Chen Feng's Six Harmonies sword array. Through this killing, Chen Feng condensed his Qi sword and began to deduce it slowly. Different from the original 36 flying swords, Chen Feng's number of Qi swords reached 72 this time.

This is the second stage of Liuhe sword array. The Liuhe sword array arranged by 72 flying swords is more powerful than the simple version arranged by 36 flying swords. I don't know how much. After this time's precipitation of kendo, Chen Feng has been able to arrange a Liuhe sword array of 72 flying swords.

"Hiss -"

Blood spilled into the sky.

Under the strength of Chen Feng's Liuhe sword array, the monks of Heifeng League fell down in rows like cutting rice.

The huge disparity in strength enables Chen Feng to easily take the lives of these people without much effort. It's like Chen Feng is facing a group of bigger mole ants.

In the twinkling of an eye, the monks of the black wind alliance were all dead and injured. The rest, still fearlessly, rushed towards Chen Feng. They had already lost their fear of death when they entered the state of battle.

Soon, when the last batch of friars were also annihilated under Chen Feng's sword array, the 72 Qi swords that formed the Liuhe sword array dissipated slowly.

On the ground, a monk groaned among the dead. Although his movements were small, they were very conspicuous in such an environment.

"What about your leader and vice leader?" Chen Feng stepped forward, and with his powerful power, the Friar's quarrel was momentarily blank.

"Alliance leader... They took a group of experts to the west, along with the alchemy master." The black wind alliance friar said like pouring beans.

Chen Feng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then his mental strength spread out and completely covered his surroundings.

"Sure enough, no one. Don't you have to go to the West personally to clean up the remaining evils of the black wind alliance? "

Suddenly, Chen Feng's face changed, and a touch of horror appeared on his face: "the west, isn't the West where Nalan Hongyan went? I hope nothing happens! "

Then, he didn't see any action. The body of the last seriously injured black wind alliance friar suddenly exploded, and at this time, Chen Feng was like a flying ROC flying towards the West.

……

In the west, in a swamp, a group of people are constantly pushing in.

This group of people is the leader and deputy leader of Heifeng alliance, raiding Wenrui brothers and some of their elite men. Of course, accompanying people and alchemy are always Qiyang.

"Roar -"

Another wave of humanoid monsters rushed out from both sides of the swamp and attacked the crowd murderously.

Qiyang, the alchemist, was used to this scene. Along the way, they encountered many waves of humanoid monsters. Without exception, raiding Wenrui and his men easily cleaned up these monsters, even without Qiyang. Later, Qiyang was used to it. Whenever a human monster suddenly rushed, he just needed to hide in the crowd. The monks of the black wind League naturally killed the monster.

At this moment, seeing the impact of the human monster, the monks of the black wind alliance once again felt a strong madness in their eyes, like beasts of prey. Their eyes glowed with blood, and the corners of their mouths showed a bloodthirsty light.

They attacked strongly and fought with humanoid monsters, as if they enjoyed the happiness of killing. Soon, this group of humanoid monsters were tortured and killed by them again.

Looking at these crazy friars, Qiyang suddenly felt the hairs on his back and heart stand up. He couldn't help pinching a small medicine bottle in his arms, which was a sigh of relief.

"Qiyang always, after this swamp, we'll go to the cemetery." Xiwenrui said with a smile. Qiyang said that his face was still stained with a little monster's blood, which made him look ferocious.

"OK, let's hurry." Qiyang nodded and quickened his pace.

Soon, the crowd walked out of the sun and came to a wetland. Vaguely, you can see that the center of the wetland seems to be shrouded in clouds, which looks hazy and mysterious.

"Look, that's the cemetery, master Qiyang. I need your help later." Xi Wenrui pointed to the cloud filled place, and his tone was a little deep.

A group of people walked slowly towards the cloud and fog. The ground was full of small ponds. Fortunately, all of them have outstanding accomplishments. A small pond is like walking on the ground.

Suddenly, the footsteps of raiding Wenrui and raiding Wenhua suddenly stopped. They looked coldly at a small foot on the ground and looked gloomy: "no, it seems that someone will arrive earlier than us."