Chapter 15: Later, the picture is a little bloody

It's your turn to die.

When Chu Feng said these words in a very calm tone, Rao is Qian Yishan and Qian Yan Wang, who had killed countless people and were bold, felt a downright coldness in their hearts.

That invisible sense of fear even brought great fear to these two people.

But what made these two people feel even more incredible was Chu Feng, why did he appear here?

Impossible.

This guy should be dead, right, they can feel how terrifying the gunfire was just now, how dense the bullets were.

In this case, it is simply impossible for anyone to survive.

How the hell did this guy do it? Unbelievable.

However, that fear only lasted for a short moment, and the two quickly came back to their senses.

It was Xia Yuyao, who saw that Chu Feng was still alive, and a touch of ecstasy flashed on his face.

"Chu Feng, you...... You're still alive, are you hurt? Xia Yuyao hurriedly asked.

Chu Feng smiled.

"I'm fine, but ...... I'm sorry because I put you in danger because of the trouble I caused. Chu Feng said apologetically.

Xia Yuyao pursed his lips lightly and shook his head slightly: "I...... I'm fine, you can come and save me, I'm ...... Happy, but too dangerous......"

The two of them talked to themselves, as if they were chatting normally, as if they had not noticed the tense state of affairs now.

That kind of attitude even made Qian Yishan and Qian Hades feel a little speechless.

I don't know how long these two people are going to talk, in case it is endless, wouldn't it be troublesome?

After a few seconds, King Qian Yan finally couldn't help but interrupt the conversation between Chu Feng and Xia Yuyao: "Boy, your name is Chu Feng, right?" ”

"Strength, it's good."

"My subordinates, although they are not masters, but they are also licking blood from the knife edge, and they are also equipped with weapons, you can actually beat those people down, you can be regarded as a good hand."

"But, if you solve those people, do you think that you are qualified to stand in front of my Qian Hades?" King Qian Yan shouted in a deep voice.

King of Money?

It's just that this title makes Chu Feng feel a little weird.

The corners of his mouth curled up a little uncontrollably, and it was a mocking smile.

"Hades?"

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, you deserve to be called that?" Chu Feng sneered.

King Qian Yan was not angry, and looked at Chu Feng's gaze as if he was looking at a frog at the bottom of a well: "Whether you are worthy or not, it's not up to you to decide." ”

"You may not understand that you and I are not people on the same level at all."

"Well, today, I'll let you see how big the gap between us is."

"Chifeng Sword!" Suddenly, King Qian Yan burst into tears.

In the next second, his mouth suddenly opened, and only a fiery red luster was seen, which burst out directly from King Qianyan's mouth.

It looks like a little monster in Ultraman, about to spit a laser cannon out of its mouth.

The weird picture made Xia Yuyao's face change greatly.

This is not making a movie, Xia Yuyao has never seen this kind of picture, and he was shocked and speechless for a while.

It was Chu Feng who didn't care about this kind of scene.

The expression was indifferent.

Soon, I saw a diamond-shaped flying sword about seven inches long, with a red body and a red crystal, erupting from his mouth and levitating in front of King Qian Yan.

After squirting out of his mouth, the luster on the flying sword was even better, and for a while, the entire room was filled with that bright red, and the temperature in the room soared instantly, and the curtains seemed to be about to burn.

The appearance of King Qian Yan became extremely rampant at this time: "Hahahaha, idiot, I've never seen this kind of thing, today, let you see the power of immortal cultivators, and it can be regarded as your luck to die in the hands of immortal cultivators, give me death." ”

With a burst of shouts, King Qian Yan pinched the seal in his hand, and the Chifeng sword pierced at Chu Feng's heart.

The speed was fast, and behind the flying sword, there was a fiery red light, burning violently.

The speed of the flying sword was too fast, faster than a bullet, and Chu Feng didn't seem to have the slightest chance to react at all, only to hear a pop, and the flying sword had already drilled into Chu Feng's chest.

"Hmph, idiot, it is also your glory to be able to die at the hands of Chifeng Sword." King Qian Yan said proudly.

Obviously, he is quite proud of the power he has mastered.

This is the power of immortal cultivators.

Ordinary people, in front of the power of immortal cultivators, are the most humble ants, they can trample a large area to death with one foot at will, even if this Chu Feng is a cultivator, in the face of this powerful force, there is no chance of survival.

"Chu Feng......" Xia Yuyao screamed in fright, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes in an instant, and his body trembled as he saw the Chifeng Sword poked in Chu Feng's chest.

For a moment, deep down, there was almost a deathly despair.

Chu Feng's body seemed to be falling.

However, no.

King Qian Yan was laughing wildly, and Qian Yishan was also full of pride.

From beginning to end, they didn't take Chu Feng to heart at all.

"You two, are you also immortal cultivators?" At this moment, Chu Feng's voice came indifferently.

Crunch!

The sound of the two laughing wildly stopped abruptly.

The originally hideous face changed dramatically in an instant, and his eyes were staring at Chu Feng deadly.

This can't be, how can this guy be alive, shouldn't he have died a long time ago, right?

The Chifeng Sword has penetrated this guy's heart.

However, if they looked closely, the two of them finally found a strange place, the Chifeng Sword had penetrated the heart, but around the wound, there was not even a trace of blood.

"Ah, I'm so sorry."

"Because, the strength of the two of you is so weak that I don't even notice it." Chu Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Impossible, how are you still alive, the Chifeng Sword has penetrated your heart, that high temperature alone can roast you, how can you still be alive?" Where is the King of Qian Hades still has the previous arrogance, screaming miserably.

The transition from heaven to hell was made in this instant.

There was even some desperation in his voice.

"Are you talking about this thing?" Glancing down at the Chifeng Sword on his chest, Chu Feng grabbed the hilt of the sword at random, pulled it out of his body with a gentle tud, and played with it in his palm.

It is visible to the naked eye that the wound on the chest, in less than two seconds, heals spontaneously.

"This thing, a low-grade magic weapon? It's rubbish, and even if I swallow it, I feel like it might get dirty. Chu Feng glanced at his mouth, a little bored.

King Qian's face was distorted, his hand pinched the seal, and he frantically urged the Chifeng Sword, wanting to recover the Chifeng Sword.

However, it can't be done.

The Chifeng Sword, like a loach, kept writhing in Chu Feng's palm, but it couldn't break free at all.

Immediately, Chu Feng's fingers clenched suddenly, only to hear a creaking, and the Chifeng Sword was directly crushed, and the crumbs scattered down the cracks of his fingers.

At the moment when the Chifeng Sword shattered, King Qian Yan was hit hard, his face was like white paper, and his mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The magic weapon is connected with his own blood and blood, and he can command like an arm, and now, the Chifeng Sword has been destroyed, and King Qian Yan has also been seriously traumatized.

"You, you dare to destroy my Chifeng Sword." King Qian Yan hissed sharply.

There was a strong fear in his voice.

People who can easily destroy their magic weapons must have far more strength than themselves, damn it, I didn't expect to meet such a master.

This time, miscalculated.

Xia Yuyao was also stunned.

His mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make the slightest sound.

"It's too good for the two of you to appear, it just so happens that I need to sacrifice ten immortal cultivators, but I didn't expect you two to send it to the door by myself, I really have to thank you well." Chu Feng smiled.

Qian Yishan's face was also pale, his strength was slightly stronger than his father, but it was also very limited, and he was definitely not the opponent of the man in front of him.

"Daoyou, that, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's our father and son who have offended, how offended, dare to ask the name of the senior, maybe you still know our master." Qian Yishan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said quickly, hoping to use the power of his master to suppress Chu Feng.

However, Chu Feng didn't care.

just turned around and glanced at Xia Yuyao, and said softly, "Can you close your eyes?" ”

The tone is gentle, but the content of the words is creepy.

"The picture of the meeting may be a little bloody!"