A level of holy son was directly disfigured by Chu Feng, which also made everyone present self-injury, and also felt cold on his back. Under such a siege, Chu Feng could easily break in and almost hit and kill a level of holy son. This strength really makes people feel scared.

Chu Feng has such a method, that is, if Chu Feng wants to kill them, he will probably not be able to do anything.

So even if the disfigured saint son appealed again, no one dared to take action easily. After all, Chu Feng was too strong and they didn't want to die.

Although they were still very happy just now, no one really cared about honor at the critical moment of life and death.

"Go to kill him!" The disfigured saint roared again, but everyone was still cautious and no one took the initiative to take action.

"Come here yourself. They have been scared by me and dare not take action." Chu Feng glanced sideways, not taking these people seriously at all, and took the initiative to provoke that level of holy son.

"Don't be instigated by him, continue to do as planned, and he will definitely die!" Another level of holy son raised his hand and stopped the disfigured holy son who was angry with Chu Feng.

Looking at these two level holy sons, Chu Feng felt awe-inspiring. These two level holy sons were calm enough. And the result was that Chu Feng would be very difficult to perform.

However, Chu Feng could understand that after all, the level of holy son who can grow to this level is in the group, both in mind and in strength. If it weren't for the Saint Son of Heavenly Heart, it would be very difficult for him to kill them when he had to fight against him.

"Take a move to kill Chu Feng, otherwise I will kill you according to the ancestor's order!" The other level of holy son said ruthlessly. Obviously, in his eyes, even these holy sons and quasi-holy sons were just cannon fodder.

Without waiting for someone to refute, the cold Holy Son took out a piece of decree that had been invited by the ancestors.

The Dharma is radiating with light, but the words on it are bloody and chilling.

Above the decree, it is indeed as the cold Son said, these two sages have everything and the right to live and kill them.

"kill!"

The law is already very clear, and they have no other choice but to attack. Only by killing Chu Feng can they have a way out.

Under the absolute control of the law, these holy sons and quasi-holy sons fought desperately. Moving forward is to die or not. Only by killing Chu Feng can they have a way out.

Chu Feng was once again trapped in a siege. This time, Chu Feng did not play those fancy tricks anymore. Instead, every punch fell, he would inevitably see blood. Whether it was a saint or a quasi-saint son, Chu Feng must effectively kill the opponent's vitality in order to relieve himself of the pressure.

"puff!"

When Chu Feng's iron fist fell, a man was bleeding on the spot, his body collapsed, his sea of ​​consciousness was smashed to pieces, and he died tragically on the spot.

This is a quasi-saint son, not the target Chu Feng is going to attack, but just being scratched by Chu Feng's fist.

The real target Chu Feng is not the quasi-saint son, but the opposite son.

Seeing Chu Feng's iron fist unparalleled, the sage son was frightened and sweated.

He raised his hand directly, grabbed the quasi-saint son beside him, and threw it in front of him, wanting to use this quasi-saint son to die instead of him.

The quasi-saint who was thrown over directly dilated his pupils, revealing an expression of infinite fear.

"puff!"

Without real contact, this quasi-saint son turned into a pool of blood mist.

A quasi-saint son could not stop Chu Feng's iron fist at all.

Waiting for Chu Feng's iron fist.

When the Holy Son was about to arrest someone again and died, he found that there was no one around him to arrest him.

He could only fight Chu Feng by himself.

When the Holy Son came up, he directly used the secret technique to use the secret technique to promote all his strength to fight Chu Feng.

This is a secret defense technique that stacks the space in front of him countless times to form a space shield.

Although this space shield is only a thin layer, the space distance inside is not much worse than the span of a galaxy.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Chu Feng's fist was still invincible, tearing apart the space shield and causing a terrifying explosion.

In the blink of an eye, the space shield was split into pieces and turned into countless pieces.

"puff!"

The saint's blood was smoldering, and the fairy blood stained the starry sky red.

"puff!"

There was another explosion, and the entire Holy Son was torn to pieces and turned into a blood mist.

With one punch, Chu Feng killed two quasi-saint sons and one saint son, and directly stolen those who besieged Chu Feng, all of whom were stunned.

"clumsy!"

The two level holy sons were waiting for this moment and saw that Chu Feng's power was exhausted. The two level holy sons also took action at the same time. With the strongest power, they used taboo means to attack Chu Feng.

Chu Feng could not completely avoid such an attack, and could only use his own body to resist.

"Thorn!"

Chu Feng's back was torn, and his flesh and blood flew, revealing his bones like jade.

"snort!"

Chu Feng groaned, and did not retreat, but directly used this force to move forward, continuing to maintain high combat power, and firmly held the holy son opposite him who had no time to react in his hand.

This holy son never expected that Chu Feng would be so cruel. He even more unexpected that Chu Feng would attack himself with such an attitude.

"die!"

Chu Feng pinched his hand and then punched him out, directly smashing the other party's head, shattering the sea of ​​consciousness, and withering his body. Another saint son fell on Chu Feng's hand.

Such a cruel Chu Feng, even the two level holy sons, did not expect that when they attacked again, they were already half a beat slower.

And this is enough for Chu Feng to turn around and avoid his vital points.

Two attacks wiped Chu Feng's shoulders and cut off a large piece of flesh on Chu Feng's shoulders.

Such pain made Chu Feng grin and couldn't help but tremble.

After gritting his teeth, Chu Feng also tore open a passage and briefly left the battlefield.

Chu Feng's seven springs of life, from the beginning of Chu Feng's battle, was running high, and vitality kept flowing down, repairing Chu Feng's wounds of all sizes and sizes.

It’s easy to say that the wounds on the back and shoulders are difficult to repair, and at least they cannot be repaired in a short time, because such wounds are caused by taboo secret techniques and cannot be repaired overnight. And Chu Feng cannot have time to repair them now. Chu Feng just took a breath and fell into the siege again.

The first update is here! Something is delayed, sorry!
Chapter completed!