Feiyu Sect returned to deathly silence, only the heavy rain washed away, as if to hide all the previous traces. Chu Feng knelt on the ground, facing the big tomb, his eyes became increasingly cold and chilly.
He clenched his fists.
The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger, his eyes were cold and his heart was even colder.
Chu Tiankuang.
This is very likely to be his last blood relative of the Ninth Prince in the vast world. The greatest pain is nothing more than this. He has to witness with his own eyes his relatives who were unparalleled in the world and famous all over the world. He has no choice but to claim his own title, but he is powerless.
There is no way to change any outcome.
"You all deserve to die!"
Chu Feng gritted his teeth, leaving two lines of blood and tears in his eyes.
As if sensing his murderous intention, the sword box buzzed, and the four ancient swords inside also made a faint roaring sound, emitting waves of tyrannical killing intent from the devil.
Ever since he grew up in Feiyun Sect, he has been going through hardships all the way. From the beginning to the end, he has never been so sad. But now, even as strong as Chu Feng, he can't help but feel sad.
After a while.
Chu Feng took a deep breath, his tears had dried up. He bowed respectfully to the big tomb deep in Feiyu Sect, then turned around, carrying the door panel with the word "kill" on it, and strode away, facing the heavy rain, carrying
The mighty murderous intention marches far and wide.
Feiyu Sect has been destroyed.
Next.
It’s Dahe Sect!
In the past, the Ninth Prince's Palace was besieged by many forces. Chu Tiankuang returned from the battlefield and swept across the wilderness, fighting against many palaces, forces, and orthodoxies until they were suppressed. Among them, several palaces fell into dust and dozens of sects were destroyed.
Once, both Feiyu Sect and Dahe Sect survived, their secrets were lost, and their masters were suppressed and killed.
This is also Chu Feng's goal.
With his current strength, he cannot compete with the Shuyi Demon Sect, the Ji family, or even the Third Prince's Palace.
but.
It is not impossible to deal with Feiyu Sect and Dahe Sect, which have declined to the extreme!
"Just think of it as interest!" Chu Feng carried the door panel and walked through the rain.
When his figure fades away.
From a distance.
Dozens of figures rushed over, all wearing gorgeous clothes, and each person's chest was embroidered with a majestic white deer pattern. They were not old, only seventeen or eighteen years old, but they were all cave-like.
A master in this realm has a deep and condensed aura that is far beyond that of ordinary warriors.
These people are all extremely gifted geniuses.
"What happened to Feiyu Sect?"
"Before, the magic light shot into the sky, and there was a shocking loud noise. Even from hundreds of miles away, you could feel the sword energy looming here. Why is it so quiet now!"
"Something must have happened here, let's go take a look!"
The group of people looked at each other, their eyes shining with strange light.
They all come to White Deer Academy. They are famous geniuses in the imperial city, with great strength and extraordinary qualifications.
White Hart College.
This is the number one academy in the imperial dynasty. Whether they are ancient aristocratic families or top sects, their geniuses and disciples all take the honor of joining the academy. It can be said that the peerless masters in the entire imperial city have studied in this academy.
Practice.
Its status is too transcendent. Although it belongs to the royal family, it is not entirely controlled by the royal family.
Just like in Canglang King City.
The status of Tianming Academy in the royal city is average!
"The murderous aura is so strong, and the smell of blood is bone-piercing. Moreover, we have been here for so long, but no disciples from the Feiyu Sect have shown up. What exactly happened here?"
In front of this group of geniuses is a young man who is as graceful as a god.
He was dressed in a blue robe, with a faint whirlwind of wind blowing around him. He had long hair, and he naturally exuded an ethereal feeling without any wind. His whole person seemed to be integrated into the wind, giving people a sense of uncertainty.
His name is Feng Wuhen, he is the holy son of this generation of the Feng family, his cultivation has reached the third level of Cave Heaven, and his potential is endless.
Their group was originally practicing in the mountains and forests, but accidentally discovered the noise here, so they came to explore.
"Go and take a look." Feng Wuhen's eyebrows moved and he ordered in a low voice.
"yes!"
The other White Deer Academy disciples nodded respectfully, their figures flickered, turned into streams of light, and disappeared into the Feiyu Sect.
After a while.
Everyone came back one after another, their faces all turned pale, and the look of fear in their eyes could not be hidden.
"How's it going?" Feng Wuhen asked.
"All dead!"
A disciple shuddered, his voice trembling, "The entire Feiyu Sect is covered in blood. Someone took a strong move and used thunder to kill all the disciples in the Feiyu Sect... No one was left alive!"
"What a cruel method. Not even a corpse was left behind. Only blood stains dyed the ground red. Senior brother, let's leave. This place is too evil!"
They took a deep breath.
Even those from various major sects and orthodoxies have never seen such a horrifying sight.
No matter how weak the Feiyu Sect is, it is still a top-notch existence among the lowest sects. There are dozens of cave masters sitting in charge, but at this moment, it was destroyed quietly!
Leave no one behind!
The entire Feiyu Sect was completely silent, without the slightest trace of life.
"Who is it?" Feng Wuhen frowned.
"Although the Feiyu Sect is arrogant, it has been very low-key these years. Except for the chief disciple Jian Xin, who entered the imperial city to challenge the Ninth Prince, there was almost no movement. Why is the sect being quietly destroyed now?"