Chapter 1722 The knife has been washed, and the ability to kill people!
"The army of three hundred thousand was completely defeated, and those who escaped... not even one out of ten was left alive!"
By the end of his speech, his voice was low and his head was lowered, not daring to look at Tian Buyou's expression.
As his words fell, the hall fell into a strange silence.
Suddenly, everyone heard a crisp sound,
They looked up in shock and saw that the precious scroll Tian Buyou was holding in his hand was crushed to pieces by him.
Then, they saw that Tian Buyou's face had become extremely ugly, ashen, the flesh on his face was beating in spurts, and his breathing was very heavy!
His appearance frightened these Tian family warriors to the point where they all trembled in their hearts and quickly lowered their heads, not even daring to look directly at him.
But a hint of ridicule flashed through their hearts: "Just now you were here talking about others, and you were still here asking others how to stay calm and how to maintain their demeanor. Now it's your turn, and you behave better than anyone else."
It’s unbearable!”
Suddenly, Tian Buyou let out an angry roar and slammed his fists on the ground.
With a bang, the main hall was almost shaken down, and many Tian family warriors screamed in surprise and stepped back.
Tian Buyou let out a crazy roar: "Chen Feng, you damn bitch, how can you be so powerful?"
"Tian Bujiu, you loser, you deserve to die!"
"I invited such a powerful master for you, and you still lost?"
"And you, Qu Changfeng, you really don't live up to your reputation, you boast so much! What kind of bullshit three-star Martial King? What kind of young first disciple of the Nirvana Sword Sect, wasn't it easily killed by someone?"
"You are also a waste, just like Tian Bujiu!"
He slammed his fists on the ground while uttering a series of crazy insults. Almost everyone was scolded by him.
He cursed and bombarded for a long time. Finally, the hall could no longer bear it and collapsed with a loud bang.
Among the ruins, he seemed to have finally exhausted his strength and sat down on the ground, with a dazed look on his face.
"This errand is completely screwed up. What should I do? What should I do?"
After a long time, he thought clearly, and finally a wry smile appeared on his lips.
"Now, there is no way. The only way is to go back quickly and report the matter truthfully. Only then can we have a chance."
He shook his sleeves, stood up, and ordered the Tian family warriors: "Let's go back to Linzi now."
The Tian family warriors responded in unison.
But at this moment, it seemed that Tian Buyou realized how out of character he had just been.
He glanced around and suddenly saw a Tian family warrior covering his mouth and seeming to be snickering.
So, he immediately became furious. In an instant, his face turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was extremely ferocious.
In a flash, he appeared next to the Nada family warrior, grabbed him by the collar, lifted him up, and shouted sternly: "You damn bitch, how dare you laugh at me? How dare you laugh at me?
Am I your master?"
The Tian family warrior quickly said: "I... don't..."
"You didn't? I'm watching! Die!"
As he spoke, he used his hands hard and with a bang, he broke the Tian family warrior's neck and fell heavily to the ground.
Then, he looked at everyone in the Tian family and shouted loudly: "Whoever dares to laugh at me, this is your fate!"
Many of the additional warriors were silent, no one dared to speak, but they all despised him in their hearts. They cursed secretly in their hearts: "You are a piece of trash who only dares to take advantage of your own people."
At the same time, Chen Feng had also left War Dragon City and rushed towards the direction of the Nirvana Sword Sect.
He didn't have much time left, and he had to cherish every minute and every second. After entering thousands of miles into the vast mountains, Chen Feng suddenly felt a huge aura approaching him at an extremely fast speed.
Chen Feng suddenly stopped, a smile appeared on his lips, and he stood there without saying a word.
He just took out the dragon-slaying knife, and then suddenly stretched out his hand to guide it into a small mountain stream next to it.
Suddenly, a stream of clear water was controlled by Chen Feng and splashed on the dragon-slaying knife!
The figure was already hovering a thousand meters in front of Chen Feng.
A purple robe is like purple flames, burning in the air. It is none other than one of the ten young masters of the Thirty-seven Dragon Slaying Kingdom, Young Master Lieyan, Xiong Chengjing!
Xiong Chengjing looked at Chen Feng, frowned, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Chen Feng, what are you doing?"
Chen Feng smiled and said nothing!
Xiong Chengjing's brows gathered with evil energy, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Chen Feng, you are so brave! You are a pariah, how dare you not answer when I ask you a question?"
Chen Feng still looked at him, smiling and saying nothing.
At this time, Xiong Chengjing was completely irritated. He glanced at Chen Feng and said coldly: "Chen Feng, you will definitely die here today!"
"I'm curious, why don't you run away?"
Chen Feng finally spoke at this time. He smiled and asked, "Why should I run away?"
"That's right." Xiong Chengjing showed a sarcastic smile on his lips, looked at him and said: "Anyway, you can't escape this time. If you escape, you will die, if you don't escape, you will die. In this case, there is really no point in escaping.
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Chen Feng shook his head, looked at him, suddenly smiled and said: "Xiong Chengjing, I can answer you now, what am I doing!"
"I'm washing the knife!"
"Wash the knife? Why wash the knife?"
"A washed knife will be sharper when killing someone!"
A stern smile appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth. As he spoke, Chen Feng suddenly raised his dragon-slaying knife high and shouted loudly: "Xiong Chengjing, suffer death!"
As he spoke, Chen Feng roared, leaped into the air, and slashed forward with the dragon-slaying sword extremely fiercely.
This time, he actually took the initiative to attack Xiong Chengjing, the three-star martial arts master.
When Xiong Chengjing saw this scene, he laughed angrily and laughed loudly: "Okay, Chen Feng, you don't know how to live or die, how dare you attack me?"
"Then let me show you what a real master is like. An arrogant waste like you will be easily killed by my hands!"
As he spoke, he flashed his figure, blasted out his palms, and two pillars of purple sun fire suddenly spread towards Chen Feng.
Last time, he used this move to beat Chen Feng to the point of being seriously injured and on the verge of death.
At this time, a sarcastic smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips.
The aura on his body suddenly increased crazily. In the Tianhe of his martial arts, the power of the Great Vajra's Annihilation surged crazily, pouring into every part of his body and into the dragon-slaying knife.
The surface of Chen Feng's body is glowing with a faint golden glow, and there are bright stars inside!
