It will be killed!

Without the slightest mercy, he cut off Chen Feng's other martial arts paths, and after Chen Feng entered the Supreme Martial Mansion, he was even ready to let his disciples kill Chen Feng.

to prevent future troubles.

And now, traces of Chenfeng have been found in the Hearing Dao Mountain.

Naturally, they won't let it go.

This group of ten people walked straight to the top of the mountain where Chenfeng was.

"This mountain, I want it, here, it's not something that people like you can occupy, see my Holy Martial Mansion disciple, don't you want to go?" one of the young men with a gloomy face said coldly, his eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth unceremoniously.

"Huh?"

Chen Feng raised his eyes, he glanced at these ten people, and his heart was as safe as before.

"Don't you understand, we'll let you go!" the group was very proud, and when they saw Chenfeng's reaction, they threatened again.

They knew that Chen Feng was proud in his heart and would not retreat, since this was the case, if they provoked Chen Feng first, they could naturally use the conflict to kill Chen Feng.

All of them are blood-moving consummation.

Facing Chenfeng in the middle of the blood movement, he naturally came to capture.

If you want to kill on the spot, it's too easy!

"That's Senior Brother Wang Chong in the Holy Martial Mansion, the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Blood, he really went to find trouble with Chenfeng, hey, when he entered the Supreme Martial Mansion, he should be quiet, and wait until the cultivation goes up, and then come out, this Chenfeng is too conceited!"

"He's just a mid-stage cultivator, and he doesn't have a chance to face any of these people!"

The crowd sighed.

They felt sorry for Chenfeng.

Any one of these people, cultivation, can crush Chenfeng, and now that they meet, in their opinion, Chenfeng will inevitably be defeated, even if they don't die, they will definitely hit the foundation of the influence.

In the Eight Great Martial Mansions, there is no prohibition of fighting.

The same is true in an area like Tingdao Mountain, as long as it doesn't hurt their lives, the elders of the Eight Great Martial Mansions will not come forward.

Only a warrior who has experienced the battle of blood and fire is a truly powerful warrior.

So, as long as you don't die, this area is allowed to happen!

"If you tell me to get out, I'm going to get out?" then I'm sitting here, can I say that the garbage of your Holy Martial Mansion is not allowed to appear in front of me?" Chen Feng didn't reply, and replied in a deep voice.

He didn't have the slightest affection for the Holy Martial Mansion.

The other party came so unscrupulously, he didn't think about not fighting back at all.

"You're looking for death!"

The young man with a gloomy face, Wang Chong's eyes were round, and murderous intent appeared on his face.

"Zhao Yang, you go up, abolish him, a waste in the middle stage of blood transfer, enter the Supreme Martial Mansion, and think that he is invincible in the world! Give him a lesson, let him know, I, a disciple of the Holy Martial Mansion, must not be insulted!"

He spoke in a cold voice.

Then he smiled coldly and ordered in a deep voice to a young man behind him.

"Good!"

"Chenfeng, right, I thought you were something, it turned out to be just a waste in the middle of blood!"

The famous Zhao Yang's teenager walked out.

He is slender and long, and he looks a little obscene, but at this moment, he sneered, and the breath of the Great Perfection of Blood Movement escaped, and the shock was amazing, and he was also a handsome man.

"You're in bad luck to meet me!"

He smiled coldly, and shot directly, one hand was like a sharp claw, grabbing it, and the shot was a killing move, and the claws were like hooks cast from dark iron, and the sound of whirring wind was played.

It's very sharp.

The power of this grasp seems to be able to shatter the mountains.

As he made a move, many people exclaimed.

"Is this the strength of the Great Perfection of Blood, my claws are like hooks, I feel like I can pierce my flesh with one claw!"

"When I look at it from afar, I feel a chill in my heart!"

The other disciples of the Martial Mansion exclaimed in surprise, when it came to strength, they could not compare to the disciples of the Holy Martial Mansion.

The people cultivated by that martial mansion are all very outstanding, whether it is talent or strength, they are far from being comparable to other martial mansions.

Woola!

Grabbing his claws, Chenfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Just as the paw prints were about to touch themselves, Chenfeng suddenly made a move.

He slapped it out.

He didn't use any martial arts, just an explosion of his own power.

"Look for death!"

"In the face of my god-killing claws, you actually want to fight with pure physical strength, hum, let you know what cruelty is!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yang snorted coldly.

Boom!

A loud bang was heard.

Then, a scream rang out, resounding in everyone's ears, "Ahhhh

Amid the screams, everyone looked over in surprise.

It was not Chen Feng who screamed, but Zhao Yang, his whole body was rolling on the ground, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the hands that shot before were all broken at this moment!

He was crushed!

A simple slap in the flesh.

It actually broke Zhao Yang's hands! How powerful is such a physical power!

The crowd was blown away!

Terrible!

It was too terrifying, and Chenfeng's strength was beyond their expectations.

It's just a slap, directly slapping off Zhao Yang's hands in the Great Perfection of Blood, seeing such a result, many people feel their scalps numb, such strength can be called terrifying!

"That's too fierce!"

"That's a martial artist who moves blood to the Great Perfection!"

"My God, it was suppressed with one palm, is this the disciple cultivated by the Supreme Martial Mansion, doesn't it mean that the Supreme Martial Mansion is the weakest Martial Mansion among the eight Great Martial Mansions!"

The crowd rang out, and they all looked at Chen Feng in surprise.

At this time, Zhao Yang let out a burst of painful wails, and he rolled on the ground, unable to speak.

However.

A foot kicked out suddenly, and in an instant kicked him out.

"Rubbish!"

Wang Chong opened his mouth with disgust on his face, and looked at Zhao Yang with a look of dissatisfaction, "A waste in the middle of moving blood can't be defeated, what's the use of you!"

"You go up together, and give me a kill for him!"

He ordered in a deep voice, and the eight people beside him stepped forward in unison, their eyes surging with murderous intent Obviously, the ferocity of Chenfeng before made them all feel a little palpitating.

Zhao Yang is in the same realm as them.

As a result, his hands were broken with a slap, such ferocity, the young man in front of him, I'm afraid he is not a soft persimmon.

But under Wang Chong's gaze, none of them dared to retreat.

Wang Chong's methods, they all know, if they go against his will, they will definitely not have a good end, in this case, a person in the middle stage of moving blood will not be more terrible than moving blood!

Grab the bull by the horns.

They made a decision to kill Chenfeng together.

"Don't be so troublesome, you're going to accompany him right away, compared to him, you may not be as good as others!" Chen Feng smiled heartily, he got up suddenly, and a blue light reflected on his body.

It was as if there was an endless arc of electricity flickering.

Woola!

In an instant, he seemed to turn into thunder, and instantly disappeared into the crowd, and everyone didn't see how he was moving, it was the supreme body martial art obtained from the Thunder Dao Sect, the Thunder Light Escape Method!