Chapter 892: To the Cemetery

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"Self-inflicted, don't live!" Chen Feng closed his eyes, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice.

The next moment, a substantial qi sword appeared in front of him, slowly spinning. These qi swords are all condensed by Chen Feng's sword qi, with edges and corners, clear lines, and vivid. It can be seen that Chen Feng's comprehension of kendo has once again improved to a higher level.

"Trick up the mystery!" a monk of the Black Wind Alliance snorted coldly, and then the flying sword came out of its sheath, and he was sent to stab Chen Feng's dantian.

In his opinion, Chen Feng is just a showman. No matter how gorgeous his moves are, after all, the strength of the late stage of the Tribulation is there, and he is still vulnerable in front of the strong men of the Mahayana period.

It's just that he was wrong.

Hearing the sound of a sword roar, an air sword beside Chen Feng suddenly moved. A sword flower with white flowers suddenly appeared, and it was extremely gorgeous. The next moment, the Black Wind Alliance monk who attacked Chen Feng froze, and then, a ball of blood suddenly exploded in his dantian, only to see that a big hole was broken in his dantian, connecting the dantian and the Yuanying inside, all of which were twisted into pieces by Chen Feng's qi sword.

A sword out, no life.

Chen Feng's strong sword made everyone's eyes cold. Without the expected trembling, these Black Wind Alliance monks all had bloodshot eyes, and wisps of bloodthirsty light flashed in their eyes.

Chen Feng saw it in his eyes, and sighed again in his heart: "These people have been lost in the negative emotions in the spar, and once they enter the battle state, their minds will no longer be controlled by themselves. Soon, these people will be complete killing machines.

A killing intent rose in Chen Feng's heart. These people must not be allowed to get out of this small world, otherwise, the cultivation realm will inevitably set off a bloody storm!

The brilliance flickered, and the qi swords around Chen Feng suddenly came into operation, and a large number of qi swords slowly unfolded, laying out a strange sword formation in front of Chen Feng, and then slammed towards the monks of the Black Wind Alliance.

This sword formation is extremely extraordinary, and it is the upgraded state of the simplified version of Chen Feng's ** sword formation. With this killing, Chen Feng condensed his qi sword and began to deduce it slowly. Unlike the original thirty-six flying swords, this time Chen Feng's number of qi swords actually reached seventy-two.

This is the second stage of the ** sword array, and the ** sword array arranged by seventy-two flying swords is more powerful than the simple version of the thirty-six flying sword arrangement, I don't know how much. After this period of precipitation of the way of the sword, Chen Feng has been able to barely arrange the ** sword formation of seventy-two flying swords.

"Shhhh

Blood spills in the sky.

Under the strength of Chen Feng's ** sword formation, the monks of the Black Wind Alliance fell in rows as if they were cutting rice.

The huge disparity in strength made it easy for Chen Feng to take the lives of these people without spending much effort at all. It's as if Chen Feng is facing a group of larger ants.

In the blink of an eye, the monks of the Black Wind Alliance were killed and wounded. The rest were still rushing towards Chen Feng without fear of death. When they entered the state of battle, they had long lost the fear of death.

Soon, when the last group of monks were also annihilated under Chen Feng's sword array, the seventy-two qi swords that formed the ** sword array slowly dissipated.

On the ground, a monk was in the pile of dead people, and although his movements were small, he was extremely conspicuous in such an environment.

"What about your alliance leader and deputy alliance leader?" Chen Feng stepped forward, and his powerful power made this monk's fight blank in an instant.

"Alliance Leader...... The alliance leader took a group of masters to the west, and with them was the alchemy master. The Black Wind Alliance monk said like pouring beans.

Chen Feng frowned slightly, and then, his spiritual power spread overwhelmingly, completely covering the surroundings.

"Sure enough, no one. Don't you have to go to the west in person to clean up the remnants of the Black Wind Alliance?"

Suddenly, Chen Feng's face changed, and a touch of horror appeared on his face: "West, west is not the direction where Nalan Hongyan and they are going, I hope something else happens!"

Then, without seeing any movement from him, the body of the last seriously injured Black Wind Alliance monk suddenly exploded, and Chen Feng at this time was like a flying Dapeng, flying towards the west.

......

To the west, in a swamp, a group of people was pushing in.

This group of people is none other than the Black Wind Alliance's main and deputy alliance leaders, the Wen Rui brothers and some of their elite subordinates. Of course, the accompanying alchemy is always Qiyang.

"Roarβ€”"

Another wave of humanoid monsters rushed out from both sides of the swamp, charging at the crowd with murderous vigour.

This scene, Qi Yang, an alchemist, is used to it. Along the way, they encountered many waves of humanoid monsters, and without exception, Xi Wenrui and his subordinates easily cleaned up these monsters, and there was not even a single thing about Qiyang. Later, Qi Yang was used to it, whenever a humanoid monster suddenly rushed in, he only needed to hide in the crowd, and those monks of the Black Wind Alliance would naturally kill the monster cleanly.

At this moment, seeing the onrushing humanoid monster, a strong madness rose in the eyes of the monks of the Black Wind Alliance again, like a fierce beast that saw its prey, their eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of their mouths revealed a bloodthirsty light.

They attacked aggressively and fought with the humanoid monsters, as if they enjoyed the pleasure of killing, and soon, this group of humanoid monsters was once again tortured and killed by them.

Looking at these monks with crazy fighting intentions, Qi Yang suddenly felt the hairs on his vest stand up, and he couldn't help pinching a small medicine bottle in his arms, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Qiyang always, after this swamp, we will arrive at the cemetery. Xi Wenrui said with a smile as Qi Yang said, his face was still stained with a little monster blood, making him look a little hideous.

"Okay, let's hurry up. Qi Yang nodded, not speeding up.

Soon, the crowd walked out of the photo and came to a wetland. Faintly, you can see that there seems to be this cloud in the center of the wetland, which looks hazy and mysterious.

"Look, that's the cemetery, Grandmaster Qiyang, I'm going to need your help. Xi Wenrui pointed to the misty place, and his tone was a little deep.

The group walked slowly towards the mist, the ground was potholed and full of small pools. Fortunately, everyone is an outstanding person in cultivation, and the small pond is tantamount to walking on the ground.

Suddenly, the footsteps of Xi Wenrui and Xi Wenhua suddenly stopped. They looked coldly at the little foot on the ground, and their faces became gloomy: "No, it seems that someone arrived earlier than us." ”