Once the killing begins, it's just you and me!

In this battle, the Zhongzhou family can be said to be elite, they know that if they can't kill Chu Feng today, once Chu Feng continues to grow, Zhongzhou will no longer belong to their Zhongzhou!

What's more, now everyone understands that Huaxia guards and protects Chu Feng, and in the rest of the place, it is difficult for them to snipe Chu Feng.

Today, as long as Chu Feng dies, not only Zhongzhou, but also the land south of the Yangtze River will fall into their hands.

Therefore, no matter how big the price is, as long as Chu Feng is dead, it will all be worth it!

Lin Weiyuan, Ren Yingying and the others panicked to the extreme, and tried their best to break through the layers of enchantments that blocked them, but it was in vain, and everyone still couldn't make an inch, they could only watch Chu Feng being besieged by thousands of martial arts powerhouses, but they couldn't do anything.

"This barrier was jointly arranged by the elders of the Ancient Dao Sect and me, and it cost countless heavenly and earthly treasures, how could you break it! Don't be delusional anymore!" Yang Qianxue, the palace master of Tianyang Palace, had a cold light in her eyes, she looked at Chu Feng, who was surrounded in the center, and was also waiting for the couple to appear!

The family sects held their breath one by one, and all their minds fell on Chu Feng, waiting for the fall of this man who made Jiangnan Zhongzhou set off countless storms!

Chu Feng was holding the Chixiao Sword, his pupils were already red, and there were even more fires burning in the blood.

The sword qi was surging, the netherworld black chain was flying, and every time Chu Feng moved, someone died.

Chu Feng's Prison Suppression Body was raised to the extreme at this moment, and he rushed sideways, killing a bloody path, even if he was a God Realm powerhouse, he couldn't stop Chu Feng's blow!

The severed limbs and stumps kept falling, but Chu Feng's killing was just beginning, the long sword was in the air, and the sword fell to the enemy!

Half an hour passed in a flash, and the faces of the major family sects became more and more ugly, logically speaking, Chu Feng should be exhausted by now, but now Chu Feng is still killing frantically, as if he is enjoying it.

One corpse after another fell, these sect families were distressed to the extreme, and the money and energy required to train a martial artist were unimaginable to outsiders, but now these powerful martial arts powerhouses were constantly being harvested like radish and cabbage under Chu Feng's sword.

Yang Qianxue, the palace master of Tianyang Palace, had a calm face: "What are you panicking about! Chu Feng can kill for half an hour, can he still kill for an hour!"

"The early stage is fierce, and Chu Feng's physical strength will inevitably be difficult to support in the later stage, and Chu Feng will definitely die without a place to bury himself at that time!" the sixth elder of the Ancient Dao Sect said coldly, but at the same time, his hands couldn't help but tremble, among the strong men who besieged Chu Feng this time, the Ancient Dao Sect also had disciples to make a move, otherwise it would be impossible to convince these family sects in Zhongzhou to contribute!

But he knew that all these disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect were the world's heavenly pride, and each of them had poured countless efforts into the Ancient Dao Sect when they were cultivated!

Now Yan Hui was killed by Chu Feng with strong strength, and the disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect who pounced first and then died tragically under Chu Feng's sword.

This kind of loss has not been suffered by the Ancient Dao Sect for more than ten years!

"Chu Feng must die!" The Sixth Elder of the Ancient Dao Sect had a gloomy face, looking a little hideous, where was there still the slightest trace of Taoist style.

Cold sweat began to ooze from the foreheads of the four major families of Huaxia, and every time a strong person fell, their hearts would tremble.

The Grim Reaper intermediary overseas Hongmen came from the body trembled, in order to kill the game today, they contributed the most, almost half of their strength, if Chu Feng did not die today, their status in Huaxia would decline vertically, and they would even be swallowed up by the rest of the forces that were eyeing each other!

It is not an exaggeration to say that this battle is a battle against the water.

"Chu Feng will definitely die!"

"He won't last long!"

As a result, another half an hour passed, and Chu Feng's killing continued, Chu Feng was like a machine that would not get tired, and everywhere he passed, there were corpses.

The Chixiao Sword was still blooming with a cold glow, making an excited trembling sound, and the flying sword world was flying in mid-air, constantly harvesting human heads.

All around is a cold fire that never dies.

Less than half of the siege of thousands of men remains.

Chu Feng licked the corners of his mouth, this feeling ...... It's all too familiar.

In the eighteenth layer of purgatory, the people Chu Feng had killed had gone through much more heroic things than this, so Chu Feng would not have a psychological burden at all, for him, it was just a game, a game that risked his life!

And he, always the winner.

There is more and more blood, and the smell of blood wafting in the air is disgusting, but at this time, Chu Feng is so elegant, his black clothes are not stained with any blood, and the Chixiao Sword is sharp, Chu Feng's killing is like an art, a terrifying art of killing!

Lin Weiyuan Ren Yingying kept swallowing her saliva, even if they looked at this killing scene, they were terrified, and they didn't even want to look at it directly.

Mr. Chu...... It's really invincible!" Lin Weiyuan sighed.

"Master......" The worship in Ren Yingying's eyes became more and more hot.

Everyone behind the two of them was dumbfounded, and their belief in following Chu Feng became more and more firm.

And within the Murong family, it was the first time that one sect family after another felt what despair was!

Some of the heads of the family knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and all the people of their family had been killed by Chu Feng......

Without the strong, what is a family?

If they could choose again, they would rather offend Tianyang Palace and the Ancient Dao Sect than be the enemy of the demon Chu Feng!

More and more sect families turned pale, if Chu Feng was allowed to kill like this again, they would be finished!

"Palace Master, you have to come up with an idea!" someone said with a trembling voice.

"Yes, Chu Feng is simply the reincarnation of the god of death, if it continues like this, this kind of price is not something we can bear!"

"Elder, you have a word!"

The bodies of the four major families of Huaxia began to tremble, Zhao Mogong, Sun Ming, and Li Shitian's fear of Chu Feng had reached an overwhelming level, and Chu Feng's terrifying and powerful completely shattered their pride!

Fan Qianman's delicate body kept retreating, she had never seen a person who could be so indifferent to life, who could treat killing as a trivial matter so much, and had never seen someone so good at killing!

The Grim Reaper's intermediary from the overseas Hongmen gritted their teeth, and now the losses have reached the limit they can bear, if they continue like this, it will inevitably make them break their muscles and bones!

Yang Qianxue, the palace master of Tianyang Palace, clenched her fists and looked hideous: "Wait a minute! Chu Feng is just forcibly supporting! No one can be tireless, absolutely no one can do it! I absolutely don't believe it!"

"That's already the case!How can you retreat!Keep killing me!" The Sixth Elder of the Ancient Dao Sect's pupils were full of blood, and he roared!