Chapter eight hundred and ninety-six saints destroyed
"Go away, Juntuo carries his son, and don't disturb us from watching the Battle of Saint Slaughter!"
Evolutionaries from all over the universe objected and told Ouyang Feng to stop blocking the camera and move aside.
Now, although there are many people taking pictures, the signal is intermittent, which cannot satisfy the desire of people in the star sea to explore, and they all want to watch the detailed fierce battle.
In the battlefield, Chu Feng held the blood-dripping Samsara Knife in his left hand and the Purple Golden Bamboo in his right hand. It was like an ancient fierce tiger emerging from the world, with a murderous intent. He didn't want to let one go.
Now, he was chasing the skinny ancient saint of the zombie tribe with a knife, slashing wildly along the way, hoping to kill the old guy immediately.
Now this terrifying saint of the corpse clan is also trying his best. His whole body is glowing with black light, and his withered old skin is as black and shiny as black gold.
Even if the Samsara Knife strikes it, it will make a clanging sound and sparks will fly everywhere. Sometimes it can split and black blood spills, but sometimes it can only open a small gap.
His strength is evident!
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
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Chu Feng kept swinging the knife, and in a short period of time, he chopped him more than a hundred times. He also slapped his face dozens of times with the blade of the knife, and the sound of his big mouth being slapped was endless.
The oldest saint of the corpse clan was furious. He had never suffered such humiliation before. It was so shameful to be slapped in public like this.
So he went crazy, and the black gold skin all over his body erupted into even more dazzling runes, with red glow in the black light, burning the true life blood, hoping to return to his state so that he could kill Chu Feng.
At the same time, he even shouted: "Everyone, kill, if you don't want to die, follow me and kill together. I will teach you a taboo formula that can break through the confinement and restore the ability to move!"
The saint of the corpse race had veins popping on his face. His old face, which looked like dried orange peel, was stained with blood from the reincarnation knife. Even his cheekbones were torn apart.
For him this was catastrophic and humiliating as never before.
Sure enough, as he recited a mantra, those slow-moving saints began to speed up burning their own life blood.
It's a pity that their strength has not skyrocketed, and the enhancement has been limited.
"Kill!" Chu Feng's eyes flashed with cold electricity. This time, with just one strike, he chopped the ancient saint of the corpse clan in half, making his soul light much dim.
However, the other saints of the Corpse Clan followed up and worked together to prevent him from killing him completely. There are four Saints in the Corpse Clan!
"die!"
Chu Feng roared, and in just a moment, the Purple Golden Bamboo and the Samsara Knife all hit a Corpse Saint, causing his body to disintegrate, being strangled by the Samsara Knife, and completely destroyed physically and mentally.
"You!" The ancient saint of the corpse clan was furious. He took this opportunity to reorganize his skinny body and let out a low roar, like a fierce ghost.
"It's not over yet, kill again!" Chu Feng shouted, trying his best to swing the purple golden bamboo, the treasure in the holy weapon, and beat the other corpse saint until half of his body was gone.
"Ah..." This strong man of the corpse clan who became a saint in recent times roared and struggled desperately to escape, but in the end his head was cut off by the Samsara Knife and the soul light was defeated.
In an instant, the Corpse Clan lost two saints, making the ancient Corpse Saint's eyes cold and his murderous intent boundless. Unfortunately, he could not display his strength in this place.
"boom!"
The saints joined forces and began to counterattack. They all released their true life blood without any reservation, their whole bodies were bright red, and they attacked Chu Feng.
The golden giant sword in the hands of the old tyrant of the Celestial Clan was extremely sharp. When he struck it, Chu Feng felt a burst of pressure. Fortunately, this old guy was suppressed. He was indeed the best among the saints who survived from ancient times.
when!
Sparks flew from the Purple Golden Bamboo, swinging up the giant knife. Chu Feng used his current speed, strength and other advantages to knock him away and kill a new saint from the Celestial Clan.
"puff!"
After a collision, he directly decapitated the man and chopped off his head. Then, with a sudden swing of the Purple Golden Bamboo, his divine light exploded into pieces and was completely annihilated.
"Chicken wag!"
Chu Feng said casually.
As a result, a group of saints turned livid, frightened and angry. If not restricted, how dare this little devil speak like this? With so many people here, he would have been crushed into a pulp long ago.
In the universe, the evolvers who saw this scene through intermittent pictures were speechless. This demon had a very relaxed mentality. He still had the leisure to say this in the midst of a fierce battle.
Chi!
Thousands of red feathers flew towards Chu Feng, like sharp swords, each one bright red and translucent, and shot towards Chu Feng with great power.
This was activated by Yin Jiuque. He tried his best and most of his feathers disappeared!
"Yin Jiuque, today I will completely wipe out you group of starry sky knights. You should be the last one, right?" Chu Feng said.
He has killed three starry sky knights, leaving only Yin Jiuque.
In the dazzling red light, in the gorgeous sword energy, Chu Feng waved the Purple Golden Bamboo, and suddenly the lightning burst out one after another, hitting all the feathers and turning them into burnt black, and some even exploded and turned into powder.
"Buzz..."
Chu Feng rotated the purple golden bamboo and killed Yin Jiuque. With a snap, half of Yin Jiuque's body collapsed and exploded into a ball of blood mist.
"Ah..." Yin Jiuque roared angrily. He was very unwilling to be trapped in front of this forbidden land. Such a weird and terrible thing happened. His own strength was drastically reduced. He had no choice but to do anything.
He knew that he was probably going to be killed. He couldn't break free from the restraints, and the purple golden bamboo fell down, giving him a strong pressure.
boom!
Sure enough, when the Purple Golden Bamboo swung down, his head was smashed and disappeared. The soul light tried to escape, but was struck by the Samsara Knife and disintegrated directly.
"Well, it would be a waste not to make such a big red sparrow into a delicacy. Although only half of it is left, it is enough to eat!" Chu Feng picked up the headless Yin Jiu Sparrow and threw it into the space.
In the bracelet, this is holy-level flesh and blood, a great tonic.
"Roar!"
The old saints from the Corpse Clan came to kill, and the strong men from the Mechanical Clan killed them. In addition, there were also saints from the Spirit Clan who were still alive, holding the god-turned-blood flag and attacking fiercely. The Celestial Clan also fought tooth and nail.
Only the three saints of the Yaxian clan remained motionless and stood there without taking any action. However, their faces were extremely ugly and they could not move forward or retreat.
puff!
Chu Feng cut off the neck of the spiritual saint with one knife, and a head flew up, bringing with it a large amount of blood. At the same time, he was still attacking the ancient saint of the corpse clan, using all his strength to severely injure him, and the black corpse blood was everywhere.
Splash out.
As a result, some blood spattered on the three saints of the Yaxian tribe. They did not use the special taboo method of the corpse tribe, which made it difficult to move. At the same time, they mainly wanted to stay out of the incident, so they encountered this embarrassment.
"You..." The old woman from the Yaxian tribe wanted to get angry, but when she saw Chu Feng's cold eyes, she closed her mouth.
In fact, Chu Feng ignored the three of them and focused on chasing down the saint here. Then he made a deadly move and struck hard, causing blood to splash here.
Because even the ancient saint of the Corpse Clan was split open again by him with his knife, and the old tyrant of the Celestial Clan also had half of his body broken off.
In an instant, the area was filled with holy blood. There were blood stains on the faces and clothes of the three saints of the Yaxian tribe. They were splashed on them.
"My magic, my peerless combat skills..." a saint roared, because this battle was too frustrating. They have various saint-level methods at their disposal, but now they can't use them. The divine chain of order rushes out.
Outside the body, she is as weak as a willow, which is so heartwarming.
"ah……"
A saint from the Machine Tribe was beaten to pieces by the Purple Golden Bamboo. His soul light fell into the front of the Samsara Blade and dissolved quickly. He let out a piercing scream.
At this moment, the saints present were all cold. They had great abilities, but they couldn't use them. They died one after another, and their end was tragic.
The starry sky at this time was silent because, after piecing together the pictures taken by many people from the scene, they were able to restore the details of the battle.
There was silence all over the universe, and everyone was dumbfounded, staring at one person to see how Chu Feng hunted down the saint.
This scene was so terrifying that the entire universe seemed to have lost its voice. What kind of situation was this? The top figures from all races were so fragile. How many of them were killed by him in one breath?
You can see that the holy blood is blooming, and a young figure is going on a killing spree, trying to destroy the crowd of saints all by himself!
Having magical powers all over the body, but not being able to use any of them, is what makes the saints the most resentful. Some people are unwilling to accept it even to death, roaring and feeling extremely aggrieved.
Phew! Phew!
One blood flower after another bloomed, and Chu Feng went on a killing spree, walking through the crowd of saints, cutting through all the way, and some people were torn apart and disappeared between heaven and earth.
Holy death events continue to happen!
Bang bang bang!
After the death of a saint from the Nether Clan, Chu Feng concentrated on killing the ancient saint from the Corpse Clan and the old tyrant from the Celestial Clan, because they were the only two left at the scene.
During this process, Chu Feng swung the dark red long knife and slapped their heads and faces dozens of times, causing them to experience the nightmare of being slapped again.
For people at this level, being slapped in the face with a long knife is like killing one's body. Both of them were beaten by Chu Feng and flew across, like kites flying across the face, carrying blood and scattering in all directions.
The people watching the battle were completely dumbfounded, and then even more horrified, with chills from head to toe!
"You two are so thick-skinned that you can still grow well no matter how you cut them apart. I don't believe you can't really cut them apart!" Chu Feng was killing while grinding, which was inconsistent with the painting style of splattering holy blood.
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All over the universe, evolvers of all races watched blankly.
"Ancestor!"
"Chu Feng, you devil!"
Relevant ethnic groups, such as the Spirit Tribe, Mechanical Tribe, Xilin Tribe, Nether Tribe, etc., have already exploded their nests, and all the saints in the tribe who went to the Great Abyss have been wiped out!
The people of the Zombie Clan and the Celestial God Clan were even more roaring. Now it was their two great saints who were receiving Chu Feng's final terrifying killing blow, and they could no longer survive.
Then, people saw that the ancient saint of the corpse clan was beaten to death by Chu Feng, flew out like a rag bag, and his soul light was scattered by the reincarnation knife!
He recovered again and again, but in fact he had already consumed too much life energy, and now there was finally no way to resurrect him!
puff!
The Purple Golden Bamboo fell and disintegrated his physical body, destroying both body and soul.
On the other side, the face of the old tyrant of the Celestial God Clan was also shattered by the Samsara Knife Fan. Finally, his body exploded, and the soul light could not escape. He was cut open by Chu Feng with a knife, and then suddenly shattered, and finally completely disintegrated and disappeared into thin air.
Next to them, the three saints of the Yaxian tribe were covered in blood, their bodies were cold, and they stood there motionless!