"Chrysanthemums, suffer death!" Chu Feng shouted.

"If you want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

"Then try it!"

As the two spoke, they exchanged lightning speeds.

Boom!

Chu Feng's mighty Xuanlong spear and the chrysanthemum's dark green long knife struck head-on together, emitting a huge roar.

"Ahh

A scream came from the battle circle.

Chrysanthemum collapsed in a pool of blood.

In this confrontation with Chu Feng, his Xuan Qi did not hit Chu Feng's Xuan Qi, and that layer of defensive qi was immediately broken.

And his dark green Xuan Qi attacked Chu Feng's body, but it was all absorbed by Chu Feng's Turtle Void Dark Armor.

Chu Feng was unscathed.

After Chrysanthemum Fan screamed, Chu Feng's mighty Xuanlong spear stabbed out instantly.

Burst!

With the sound of this gorgeous spear piercing the flesh, the fear and despair on Chrysanthemum's face were presented in front of Chu Feng and everyone.

"Chu Feng, count you ruthless......"

At this moment of death, Chrysanthemum said coldly and stiffly.

"Nonsense!"

Chu Feng also smiled coldly, and suddenly drew his spear.

was mentioned by Chu Feng's reaction force, and Chrysanthemum's body instantly flew back more than ten zhang away.

Rumble!

His flesh also exploded in mid-air, and his body turned into pieces, and he could no longer die.

With the strength of the chrysanthemum's green qi cultivation, it was only one move to fight with Chu Feng, and he was killed by Chu Feng in seconds, shattered his bones, and died extremely miserably.

Chrysanthemum Fan, Chu Feng has never regarded him as a serious opponent, and now that this birdman is dead, it can be regarded as solving a hidden danger and making his ears quiet.

And the reason why he used the Haoqi Xuanlong Gun to kill him, instead of killing him with the Ten Directions Ice Stone, was because Chu Feng wanted to kill Chrysanthemum Fan to strengthen his own battle spirit and martial arts heart.

A very effective way for a monk to strengthen his martial arts heart is to constantly kill opponents who are stronger than himself.

Chu Feng is a yellow qi cultivator, and Chrysanthemum is a green qi cultivator, Chu Feng can kill it, and he can strengthen his martial arts heart.

The stronger the monk's martial arts heart, the more he will naturally be able to defeat those inner demons and other obstacles on the road of metaphysical cultivation in the future, break the inner predicament, and go further on the path of metaphysical cultivation.

And if he was opportunistic and used the Ice Immortal Qi to directly kill Chrysanthemum Fan, then although Chu Feng won, the heart of the martial arts would not be able to grow.

"Senior brothers, this treasure bag of chrysanthemums, after you open it, divide the contents of it! I, Chu Feng, killed him, just to eradicate the villain, but I didn't want to do these things!"

Chu Feng said, "But it's a pity to throw it away in vain, his things are distributed to the hands of the senior brothers, and it can be regarded as making a little contribution to the outer sect!

"Senior Brother Chu, thank you!"

"Senior Brother Chu, the grace of dripping water should be repaid by a spring, and those who will be senior brothers in the future will definitely repay you!"

"Senior Brother Chu eradicated the black sheep of Chrysanthemum Fan, and gave us his treasure bag, Senior Brother Chu's handwriting is really speechless!"

Chu Feng's vote to kill Chrysanthemum Fanfan made all the brothers applaud and won the hearts of the people.

"Where did the little doll come from, actually killing three of my disciples in a row? I think you are impatient!

And at this moment, an extremely majestic and heavy voice came from the sky not far away, as piercing as thunder.

This must be the summoner master of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, and it is the master of the three summoners who died just now!

Sure enough, just two breaths later, the clouds in the sky above his head opened and fogged, and an elderly summoner in a purple robe stepped on two skulls the size of a wine tank and slowly descended.

The old summoner was about a hundred years old, and his snow-like white hair fluttered like a flying silver whip.

He was very short, just over three feet tall, skinny, skinny, but he looked very strong in spirit, and his eyes sparkled like jewels.

"Chu Zunren, this skinny old man, named King Xifan, is the strength of the Seven Turns of Animals, one of the eight hall masters of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, and a really gratifying junior disciple in charge!"

Xiang Jianshan said to Chu Feng, "If you want to know who Nei Ying is in your Xuan Cultivator team, you should catch him and torture him severely! He is one of the leaders of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, so he must know who Nei Ying is!"

"That's right, that's what I mean!" Chu Feng nodded.

"It turned out to be Xiang Jianshan and Xiang Jiantian! How are you two sisters and brothers doing lately? It's really gratifying that people have issued an order for the Heavenly Corpse Sect to want your sister and brother, and now that you two have hit my hands, you can be arrested!"

The withered old man named King Xifan said, looking like he was winning.

"You old man, you're really naughty!"

Chu Feng smiled slightly, and said to the Xiang sisters and brothers, "To deal with this kind of old monster, we don't have to be polite, let's go up together and capture him alive!"

"Good!"

The Xiang sisters and brothers also have this intention.

The voice fell, and the three of them shot at the King of Rice at the same time.

Bo Bo Bo!

Whew!

Whew!

All of a sudden, Chu Feng's Ice Spirit, Xiang Jian Tian's Huge Hanging Ghost, and Xiang Jian Mountain's Ten Fire Soul Flowers, three completely different attacks, killed the Rice Treasure King at the same time.

The attacks are overwhelming, and the mountains are overwhelming!

And the King of Rice also summoned his own sub-horcruxes in an instant, a total of eight phantoms that looked like people and non-humans, ghosts and ghosts and ghosts hung up in mid-air, resisting attacks from all directions.

These eight phantoms are the outlines of the human body composed of eight human skins.

The Eight Human Skin Phantoms not only have different forms, some are standing, some are squatting, some are bare-handed, and some are holding murder weapons such as sickles and giant axes, but they can attack and defend independently, as if they are eight separate corpses!

Like the old ancestor, Chu Feng can't deal with it alone, so he has to join forces with the Xiang sisters and brothers.

And this King of Rice is obviously not easier to deal with than the ancestors, and even stronger.

Boom Boom Boom!

At the same time as several attacks collided instantly, a series of dense roars erupted, and the space was furious.

Except for Chu Feng and the Xiang sisters and brothers, the rest of the people could only watch from a distance, and they couldn't get close to the battle circle at all.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The eight human skin phantoms hanging in mid-air, every time they were attacked, they let out extremely terrifying screams, as if they were facing a thousand tortures.

And after each such cry, the attack and defense of the human skin phantom not only did not weaken, but became stronger.

"Chu Zunren, these eight human skin phantoms of the King of Rice can be used to neutralize the attack by guò screams when they are attacked!"

Xiangjian Mountain said to Chu Feng.

"Is that so, then let's fight a protracted battle with him, and there is no chance of winning!" Chu Feng said with a frown.