Chu Feng knew that his reaction was still slow, but he couldn't help it, because the moment the sound wave hit, he was also imprisoned.

The big drum, the big bell, and the continuous drum music all came from a certain magic instrument, an extremely powerful magic instrument.

If nothing else, it must be the Emperor's magic weapon, so it can bring the power of the terrifying soul.

The power came from the top of Huai Mountain, and in a moment, it swept through the entire Huai Mountain with the sound waves, and all the unsuspecting people were shocked by this power and forgot everything.

Even though their eyes reflected cold and blood, many people were still unable to move because the magic weapon was too powerful.

Those who can break through the confinement of the magic weapon have cultivated at least above the seventh order, but even if their cultivation is reached, it is extremely time-consuming, and they cannot break through the confinement in a short period of time.

According to Chu Feng's estimation, if he relied on cultivation alone, he was afraid that only a ninth-order monk would be able to get rid of the confinement of this magic weapon in a very short period of time.

Two black-clad masked men were slaughtering the people in the area, and the moment the shouting ended, they suddenly appeared in a hidden corner of the area.

There was nothing on them that could reveal their identity, or anything other than the wisps of black aura that swirled around the long knives in their hands.

They appeared suddenly, but they moved quickly and crisply—as if everything had been agreed upon, they quickly split up, each advancing deeper from either side of the cliff.

Their technique was very clean and neat, they simply moved forward, and then swung their knives, accompanied by a flash of black light, and the people under the knives had fallen in a pool of blood, but their speed of movement did not stop at all.

They continued to push forward, mercilessly slaughtering the monks who had been imprisoned by the powerful magic weapon, causing the entire cliff to quickly turn into a pool of blood.

Such a scene was staged in the entire Huai Mountain at this moment, spreading from the banquet place at the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

In every gathering place of the banquet, such black-clothed people appeared, more or less, slaughtering the disciples of the various forces in front of them.

Many people can only watch, but there is nothing they can do.

They watched their fellow men fall in a pool of blood and tried to come to the rescue, only to find that they were still confined and unable to move. They tried to open their mouths to roar, only to find that their whole body was so stiff that they couldn't even vibrate their vocal cords to make a sound—not even their bodies tremble with fear.

They could only watch the tragedy happen, watch their fellow door fall, and watch the executioner walk towards them step by step with a long knife that was constantly dripping blood.

Some of them want to ask for mercy, they want to cry, some want to curse, they want to scold, but it is just luxury, they can only feel a chill invade their body, and then they will feel something start to drain from their body, his thoughts begin to become dull, and his sense of the outside world becomes numb, until he can no longer see anything, hear nothing, fall into chaos, fall asleep, never to wake up again.

Chu Feng watched them appear, and then killed, his expression calm.

He knew that none of these people really appeared out of nowhere, they had always been here, but they had hidden their figures, hiding in dark corners, waiting for an opportunity.

With such an ability to conceal his body, he had seen that killer organization, a killer organization that was drunk and did not belong to it.

Their appearance here seems to indicate that there is some cooperation between this organization and the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, although I don't know how deep this cooperation is - does Sima Lang really not know Drunken and Returnable?

But why did Sima Lang deliberately warn himself, wanting to let himself retreat?

Chu Feng watched the killer approach, leaving only the last three zhang distance.

He took a deep breath, and then his form had disappeared from the past.

When the first killer realized that there was one less person in front of him, he already felt a chill coming from the middle of his skull, he was stunned, then he saw an afterimage in front of him, and then he lost his support and fell forward.

At the moment when the first killer began to fall, the second killer finally realized the danger, but despite this, his reaction was still half a beat late.

As he tightened his grip on his long knife and prepared to guard him, he sensed a chill over his shoulders, followed by the sound of blood spurting out, and both arms had already made several arcs in the air and landed behind him.

The killer's body stiffened a little, as he found that he couldn't keep up with the other party's speed.

This is not unexpected by him, because the person who can get rid of the confinement of the bells and drums will definitely not be his opponent, but he doesn't know, why such a person will appear in this area, he should clearly appear in the upper echelons, and a more powerful person will be in charge, why does he appear here?

Chu Feng was very calm, he waved the unpretentious wooden whip in his hand, wanting to lock up the cultivation of this killer.

But Chu Feng obviously underestimated the professionalism of these killers, he didn't have time to lock the killer's cultivation at all, and the killer suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his entire body turned into a puddle of pus and blood in an instant, corroding the flat square bricks on the soles of his feet to unevenness.

The bricks here are all reinforced by formations, but they can't even resist pus and blood, and the poison swallowed is so toxic, which can be seen.

Chu Feng's face also changed slightly, and according to the smell of pus and blood escaping into the air, he could vaguely discern what kind of poison this killer had swallowed, so his face became more and more solemn.

The other party obviously came prepared, and in order not to be left behind, he would use such a poison, which makes people have to admire the courage and determination of the other party.

Chu Feng took a deep breath, didn't dare to delay for too long, quickly rushed to Lihuan's side, and began to luck to help Lihuan break through the confinement brought by the sound wave just now.

Chu Feng was the first among the people under the sea of clouds to break free from his imprisonment, but he relied not on cultivation, but on the wooden whip in his hand.

His last move before the drums beat was to pick up the whip.

It was also this action that made Chu Feng's confinement only a short moment, and after that moment, he returned to normal.

But Chu Feng didn't dare to act rashly, because he didn't know the true strength of those killers, and once he made a rash move and missed again, he would lose all opportunities to counteract. So he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy. Only a sure attack can be exchanged for the most ideal results.

Chu Feng knew that he was too calm at this moment, and he could even be described as almost cold-blooded, because none of the young people who fell in front of him were damned.

But he had no choice but to do so, because behind him was Lijuan, a man he was determined to do everything he could to protect.

Chu Feng handed the wooden whip into Liwan's hand, and Liwan was also driven by the wooden whip's resistance to the bell and drum, and in an instant, he got rid of the confinement of the bell and drum.

"You save Sister Aya, I'll help Xu'er!" Liwan didn't say anything superfluous, she knew that the current situation didn't leave any room for herself and others, even if she wasn't smart, but she also knew what was important at the moment.

Chu Feng stuffed the wooden whip into Liya's hand again, helping Liya break through the confinement.

As Liya violently spat out a mouthful of blood, Liya finally regained her freedom.

"It's you!" Li Aya looked at Chu Feng with some surprise, although she was not able to see through Chu Feng's disguise, but she still knew Chu Feng's wooden whip.

Liya was more serious than Liwan, she wiped the blood stains on the corner of her mouth and said: "Leave it to me and Wanwan here, there should be no other danger, you go to the mountain to take a look, if you can save some seniors...... Then please."

Chu Feng nodded, didn't say any more superfluous words, turned around and galloped towards the mountaineering road, he didn't want to fly to alarm the others, so it was safest to run on the ground.

Chu Feng didn't look at the bottom of the mountain, he knew that the bottom of the mountain was a more tragic scene, but if he was distracted at this moment, then the mountain would lose control, and how many masters would fall and die, it was unknown.

Without the support of the masters, no matter how many lower-level disciples are saved, in the end, it will only be a bamboo basket to draw water.

Liaya's judgment is not wrong, although this judgment is also generally cold.

Chu Feng galloped up along the mountain path, and the area where they were before was already the top layer of the disciple's seat, so if they went up, they had already entered the elder seat.

The entry step of the elder seat was the seventh order, so for the lowest level of the elder seat, Chu Feng did not have too much fear, after all, he didn't believe that the killer organization would send an eighth-order monk to deal with the seventh-order elders, even if there were many people, it would not be possible to have such a powerful strength, otherwise he would definitely not become a leading figure in the organization with the cultivation that was drunk ten years ago and did not return to the peak of the seventh order.

The first seat at the bottom of the elder seat appeared in front of Chu Feng's eyes, and almost at the same time, those assassins also discovered Chu Feng's existence, they tacitly dropped the work in their hands, and one after another Xuan Guang rushed towards Chu Feng.

Before Chu Feng could make a move, a cold air had already struck from the bottom of the mountain, completely freezing the entire road up the mountain.

A handsome young man with blue eyes and blue hair walked slowly from the bottom of the mountain with a waist knife, exuding wisps of cold air all over his body.

He gently waved the long knife at his waist, only briefly breaking away from the entanglement of the coarse cloth, which made Siye seem to fall into a dead silence.

A ray of light flowed on his blade, and a huge ice wall had already appeared in front of Chu Feng, and almost at the same time, those Xuanguang had also arrived in front of Chu Feng, causing the ice wall to suddenly collapse and become countless fragments, flying all over the sky, reflecting thousands of bright rays of sunlight.

"You move on, here...... Leave it to me. Bing Zhiqi muttered indifferently, the waist knife was still in his waist, his left hand held the blade tightly through the coarse cloth, and his right hand held the handle of the knife, looking calm and calm.

Bing Zhiqi said, his eyes fell on the assassins in front of him, and a demon roared behind him, with a sense of blood, like hell.