Chu Feng was still running upward, and the scenery around him was constantly flashing behind him, but he didn't have time to look at these scenes, all his attention was on the middle level of the elder seat in front of him. Bayi Middle School?wen.com?? (1) ?.? 8 (8) 1 (1) .COM

The cultivation of the lower-level elders is generally at or below the upper seventh order, and from the middle elder seat, the elders' cultivation is at least the upper seventh order, and will continue until the middle of the eighth order.

The upper elder seat was from the middle of the eighth order to the peak of the eighth order. Only the powerhouses of the ninth order or the leaders of the major forces could enter the main hall above the sea of clouds.

And the few elders who leave the water are at most only in the middle-level elder seats, such as Lilan's right-hand man who has left the kitchen.

Chu Feng's first goal was to be able to end the killing in the middle-level elder seat, at least to keep Lihuan, and then to the upper-level elder seat, he didn't have the slightest certainty, and he wouldn't rush up to give it a try-even if he wanted to try, he still needed to let the elders of the middle-level elder seat join forces before he could go up, otherwise, he was afraid that it would be an imperfect ending.

The elder seat on the middle floor is divided into four areas, surrounding the four sides of Huai Mountain, respectively on the four cliffs that open and protrude like flower petals, and are shrouded in clear streams and flowers, which is very beautiful.

Chu Feng only glanced at it, confirmed that he had reached the middle level of the elder seat, and then galloped along the road around the mountain towards the area where the water was located.

The area from the water was not far from the stairs up the mountain, and it was one of the closest areas, but in an instant, Chu Feng had already rushed to the top of this raised cliff facing south.

The scene above the cliff was the same as that of every banquet area below, dozens of the elders who had once dominated one side had fallen in pools of blood, their lives and deaths unknown, while the three black-clad assassins were still doing a neat harvest.

There was hatred and anger in the eyes of those elders, but they were helpless, the closer they were to the main hall, the stronger the sonic impact they received, and the stronger the confinement was, it was not easy to break through.

What's more, it has only been a short time since I have been engaged until now, where can anyone break through that confinement?

Under confinement, no matter how powerful and brutal they are in their respective territories, they are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter at the moment, innocent and helpless.

The arrival of Chu Feng was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, and a storm suddenly arose.

The three killers couldn't help but be stunned, but even if they continued to devote themselves to their work, they were focused and dedicated, just like Chu Feng was really just a fresh breeze, which would not have any impact on the situation at all.

Chu Feng took a breath, he didn't shout anything "stop", because that had no effect, because the other party's actions had already shown their purpose, they only needed to kill people, and that would be enough.

Therefore, he did not hesitate at all, the exercises were running at full strength, and wisps of demonic blood light bloomed in his eyes.

A killer felt the aura of danger, he turned his head, looked at his companion, and then finally put down the work in his hand, put the long knife in front of him, and stared at Chu Feng with a pair of eyes like hungry wolves, wanting to use his actions to buy more time for his companion.

Chu Feng clenched the wooden whip in his hand, he didn't hesitate, his body was already shot out like an arrow from the string, his degree was very fast, it was the pole after running the Wind Riding Technique with all his strength, and there were few degrees in the world that were faster than the Wind Riding Technique.

But his degree didn't work, because the killer was also fast.

The killer is very fast, quick in his methods, and fast in his actions.

If you are fast, you can kill people invisibly without knowing it, and you can act quickly, even if you fail to act, you still have a chance to escape.

A good killer is often a monk with poles.

And great killers are not only quick in their tactics and quick in their actions, they are faster in their reactions.

The killer had already had a premonition of the direction in which the opponent was going to attack when he saw the afterimage, and without even thinking about it, he turned the long knife in his hand sideways, circling a piece of mysterious light, like a spring rain falling from the sky.

And almost at the same time, a wooden whip poked out of the spring rain, like a willow branch, impartially, pointing at the center of his eyebrows.

The willow sprig grew quickly, as if it had been multiplied countless times.

It could have been faster, but the spring rain that nourished it blocked its budding path, making it a little slower than it should be.

A point is not a very important degree, not to mention that in such a short distance, what is determined by a point of degree is only a moment of lightning, a moment that cannot be completed even by a breath, and a moment that cannot be completed by even a blink of an eye.

But this moment was the moment that distinguished life from death, because it was at this moment that the long knife finally turned to the killer and became entangled with the willow.

Wicker is soft and full of toughness, whereas knife is hard and does not bend.

But this time, the contact between the wicker and the long knife lingered, but the long knife was bent into a graceful arc, like a rainbow after the rain, and the wicker under the rainbow was still straight.

The killer was slightly shocked, but he didn't panic, because he always knew that the opponent he needed to face was so powerful that it would never be expected by him. Because everything was not what he expected, in the end everything fell into his expectations.

He stepped back with the force of the wicker's impact, and with each step the bricks under his feet cracked like a spider's web, and he did not try to stalemate with the wicker, for such a stalemate was meaningless.

His hand holding the knife was like flowing water, driving the long knife that had completed the rainbow bridge to draw a pitch-black arc in the air, and it bounced to his back in an instant.

He wasn't afraid that the wooden whip would penetrate his eyebrows at this time, because the wooden whip had lost its support, and what he needed to watch out for was a few peach blossoms sticking out from behind.

If he had spare energy, he would have thought about the mentality of a big man who would choose such a delicate flower as a peach blossom.

But he didn't think about it, because he didn't have the energy left.

Because the opponent he is facing is very strong, so strong that he must concentrate on dealing with it, otherwise the slightest mistake will be a certain death.

The long knife cut a curtain of light behind him, and the curved blade bounced, constantly vibrating, making a tooth-aching sound.

With the trembling of the blade, the light also fluctuated like waves, cutting off the peach blossoms that emerged from the void and shattering into a virtual shadow in the sky.

The other party's response was beyond Chu Feng's expectations, and he immediately realized that this person was very strong, especially with a quick reaction and sufficient experience.

So he seemed to be fully aware of his every move and fully anticipated the offensive he was about to take.

Chu Feng didn't hesitate, an ice lotus condensed in his hand, he twisted the branch of the ice lotus, and wanted to throw this ice lotus to temporarily lock this time and space, but almost at the same time, from the killer's hand, a red light was released.

That red light was very intense, and before it even approached Chu Feng, it made Chu Feng feel the unbearable heat.

But Chu Feng didn't choose to dodge, he just stared slightly, and then raised the wooden whip in his right hand, and slashed towards the red light.

The red light seemed to be a galloping mountain, but at this moment, an axe that opened the mountain fell from the sky and forcibly split the mountain in half.

The mountains were still advancing, but they were torn apart by the axe into two different mountains, and they no longer followed the same trajectory, but bypassed the fearful axe on both sides.

The killer's gaze fell on the wooden whip, it was a plain wooden whip that didn't weigh him down, and he didn't use the long knife in his hand as dough, but it was no ordinary object.

He knew that if he could take away the wooden whip, the other party might not be so powerful.

The killer groaned slightly, and he finally began to switch from defense to offense.

He clenched the red light in his left hand and maintained a continuous attack, and at the same time, the whole figure approached his opponent like a ghost.

He was wary of the ice lotus twisted in his opponent's left hand, he looked at the cold air of the forest, he knew where this ice lotus came from, and he also knew what the situation would be like once this ice lotus was thrown, so he was extremely cautious, but also extremely fast.

Chu Feng clenched the wooden whip tightly against the red light that was becoming more and more fierce like a flood tide, the red light obviously came from a good magic weapon, after such a long time, the offensive did not slow down at all, but became heavier and heavier like a mountain and a sea.

Chu Feng clenched the wooden whip, he was forced to take a few steps back, he noticed the killer who came forward like a ghost, but his right hand could not be free, he could only hold the ice lotus in his left hand, waiting for the opportunity, throwing the ice lotus, and calming time and space.

The killer was already approaching in an instant, and he had been paying attention to Chu Feng's left hand, also waiting for the ice lotus to be thrown.

But he wasn't going to wait, because a good killer definitely can't just wait, he also needs to create the perfect timing himself.

This perfect time will be created by him.

He slowed down his body suddenly, and the long knife in his hand pierced through the red light curtain, and the sword instantly swallowed up, becoming a long river, like an awakened dragon, roaring towards Chu Feng's face and killing him.

Chu Feng's expression froze slightly, and he finally threw out the ice lotus he was holding in his left hand.

The ice lotus produced a mist in the air, slowly spinning, causing the long knife and the sword to freeze in the air at the same time, and even the surging red light was stagnant.

Stagnation was only a moment of stagnation, because the next moment, another piece of Xuanguang swept out from behind the light curtain, shattering the ice lotus, and the Xuanguang like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter jumped towards Chu Feng's wrist.

This sudden change was obviously unexpected by Chu Feng, the Xuanguang only jumped slightly, and cut off Chu Feng's right hand from his wrist, blood sprayed, and the wooden whip flew out.

The killer's eyes showed a bit of scheming, because he knew that without this biggest support, the opponent might not still be his opponent.