Chapter 1317: A Song of Long Hatred

If Shi Feng intervened in this matter, it would become extremely troublesome.

No one present could compete with Shi Feng, let alone defeat Shi Feng.

You must know that Shi Feng has lived for more than 100,000 years, and he is the dominant figure in the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range.

If it weren't for the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains trapping her, the world might have become of what it would become.

"A bunch of people who can't get on the stage."

The phoenix roared, and the stone broke the earth.

The heroes regressed, and no one dared to look at Shi Feng.

They had a strong feeling that as long as they glanced at Shi Feng's eyes, they would definitely sink into it and couldn't extricate themselves.

"According to records, the predecessors can't rush out of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range!"

An old fellow was sure.

It's ridiculous to say that Shi Feng called Gu Hengsheng a "senior", but the group didn't take Gu Hengsheng very seriously.

Until now, haven't the heroes seen the essence of the matter?

In other words, a large part of them knew whose attitude it depended on, but they pretended to be pretentious and didn't want to entangle with Gu Hengsheng.

"If I don't come out, I can kill you."

Shi Feng's voice was cold, hitting the depths of his soul.

No one dared to doubt Shi Feng's words, because when he reached Shi Feng's realm, a single thought could determine the life and death of hundreds of millions of people, and kill people invisibly.

However, the Blood Moon Wolf Clan, who was about to become a prisoner, could not only give up?

If you give up, the efforts you have made and the price you have paid will not be in vain.

"Little finch, don't talk nonsense with them, do it!"

Gu Hengsheng was still stroking the qin, and his flat words fell into Shi Feng's ears.

"Yes, Senpai."

She is a little finch, and only two people in the world can call her that.

One is Gu Hengsheng, and the other is the deceased swordsman Su Xixue.

With a flap of her wings, Shi Feng approached the very edge of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range, and she was only one step away from stepping out of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range.

It's just that this is already Shi Feng's biggest limit, and if he wants to take this step, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

"Stand back!"

Tens of thousands of heroes smelled death and fell backwards.

Shi Feng shot ruthlessly and did not give everyone a chance to escape.

Boom - its wings flicked in the sky, startling gusts of wind.

When this wind swept past Gu Hengsheng and the others, the breeze was gentle, blowing the corners of the clothes.

And when the wind fell on many powerful enemies, it was like a sword, tearing their bodies and even their souls.

"Ah......" Many people had no power to resist, and turned into a blood mist before they could escape thousands of miles.

"Retreat 100,000 miles, I don't think she can suppress me from such a distance."

Because of the obstruction of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range, some of Shi Feng's strength was reduced.

Otherwise, how could Shi Feng let these enemies escape.

Zhu Qiang didn't dare to confront Shi Feng, and fled backwards at an extremely fast speed, for fear that he would become a corpse if he was half a step slower.

"Die!"

A fiery red essence light burst out from Shi Feng's eyes, pierced through the layers of void, and fell on the body of a living fossil.

Poof! Fiery red flame light pierced the living fossil's body, shattering its flesh.

At the last moment, the living fossil soul came out of the body, exerted the ability to press the bottom of the box, and called for help to the strong man on his side: "Help me!" ”

Without waiting for the rest of the powerhouses to lend a hand, Shi Feng's next divine power followed, wiping out the soul of the living fossil.

"Why did such a being come forward?

What kind of relationship does Shi Feng have with Gu Hengsheng? ”

Many old antiques speculated while stepping back.

In the blink of an eye, the powerhouses of the major forces retreated to a place of 100,000 miles, they were panting, and they had not yet struggled out of their fear.

Shi Feng's coercion was so terrifying that it was impossible to resist.

In an instant, more than 2,000 people died under Shi Feng's blow.

At this time, it rained blood outside the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range, and a faint smell of blood came with the breeze.

Dingdingding...... Gu Hengsheng was still stroking the qin, his eyelids didn't even lift, he was used to seeing bloody rain.

The tomb man, the old madman and the others looked at Gu Hengsheng, and their pupils were filled with uncalm ripples.

Shi Feng soared in the clouds, giving the world great pressure.

Perhaps, this is the true demeanor of the Heaven Hating Sword Immortal 100,000 years ago! Dressed in white, Shengxue, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his slender ten fingers were plucking the strings.

Gu Hengsheng sat cross-legged on the ground, lowered his eyebrows and closed his lips, and said nothing.

No one could guess Gu Hengsheng's thoughts, and he was silent.

"My Blood Moon Wolf Clan can be protected by Mr., it is a blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of generations!"

The patriarch's eyes became more and more respectful when he looked at Gu Hengsheng, and he whispered in his heart.

"If he does not die in this life, he will preach."

In the past, the old madman still had a trace of suspicion about Gu Hengsheng, but now that he saw this scene, he was convinced.

Because the old madman saw from Gu Hengsheng's body the domineering that belonged to the Heaven Hating Sword Immortal, the kind of invincible shadow that looked at the world.

"The pressure on Xiao Hengsheng is too great."

The world only saw Gu Hengsheng's glamorous figure, and few people understood Gu Hengsheng's responsibility.

Dao Gu understood Gu Hengsheng's state of mind very well and muttered.

Sword Zun Dugu, he has no heavy burden, he can pursue his own kendo path desperately and challenge the heroes of the world.

However, Gu Hengsheng couldn't be so free and easy as Dugu Yan, he involved too much cause and effect, and it was impossible to follow the same path as Dugu Yan.

"Today, I swear by the heart of the Dao, at most a thousand years, and push the emperor's road!"

From the moment he saw the storyteller's corpse, Gu Hengsheng's Hongchen heart trembled a little.

With the sound of the piano surrounding his ears, Gu Hengsheng's comprehension of Hongchen Kendo deepened a little, and he saw the shadow of a long road ahead.

The death of the storyteller swept away the fog in front of Gu Hengsheng's eyes and pointed him in a direction.

The regret of the storyteller spanned more than 100,000 years before it was resolved.

The smile on the corner of his mouth deeply touched Gu Hengsheng's Hongchen Dao heart.

If you don't take an oath, you can't preach.

Only by pushing the emperor road sideways and killing the people of the world will no one take Gu Hengsheng's words as a deaf ear in the future.

A thousand years is just a nap for the old guy who has lived for many years.

For Gu Hengsheng, this is the most critical period for him to pursue Hongchen Kendo.

"Little finch, do you remember what I taught you back then?"

The powerful people on all sides thought that if they fled 100,000 miles away, they would be safe and sound.

Then, Gu Hengsheng will make the enemies feel desperate and the world fearful.

"Naturally, I remember."

The original years were Shi Feng's happiest time, and of course she would not forget the secret magic taught by Gu Hengsheng.

"A song of long hatred can defeat the enemy of the world."

Gu Hengsheng laughed, rose into the air, and sat in the clouds, accompanied by Fengqin.

The phoenix chirped, and it was very piercing.

The soul of the world began to tremble.