Peerless Martial Soul

"Oh? Really? I really want to taste what it feels like to be hunted down?"

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he laughed:

"These broken star irons belong to us. If you come back now, it's already too late. I still need to collect some interest."

A look of panic flashed in the eyes of the young man in purple robe, and he shouted: "You, what on earth do you want to do? What interest do you want?"

"Interest is your life!" Chen Feng said these eight words one by one.

Then, suddenly, the figure turned into a phantom, launched the Jinghong Step, and instantly arrived among their crowd.

He slashed out with a sharp knife, directly cutting off one person's head. Then he turned around and stabbed the other person's chest with his knife, blowing out that person's heart.

At the same time, he kicked out a person on the waist, directly shattering all the bones in that person's body. At the same time, he hit another person with the kick, causing that person to have broken tendons and fractures. He lay on the ground screaming loudly. Call.

In an instant, Chen Feng took action and killed four people in a row.

At this time, Chen Feng was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing wantonly.

The screams continued to sound.

These people tried their best to resist, but how could they be Chen Feng's opponents?

When some people saw this scene, they screamed in panic and turned around to run away.

Chen Feng didn't pay any attention to these people who escaped. Then after Chen Feng killed everyone, he laughed loudly: "Still want to run? Can you run?"

The Jinghong Step was launched, several flashes appeared, and the speed was extremely fast, exceeding the number of those people by several times, and they were behind those people in the blink of an eye.

Kill them all with one knife.

Suddenly, there were dozens of corpses on the ground.

At this time, only the young man in purple robe was left in the Crimson Sect.

Until then, he hadn't even reacted yet and was staring at this scene blankly.

From the time Chen Feng took action to killing them all, it only took a dozen breaths.

And when he saw Chen Feng walking towards him with a cold face, he seemed to realize something. He felt cold all over and felt great fear in his heart.

With a puff, he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Feng.

With fear on his face, he shouted: "You, don't kill me."

Chen Feng walked up to him and said with a smile: "Now do you know how to beg me? Now do you know how to ask me not to kill you? Is that right?"

"Then what did you do just now?"

There was a sarcastic smile on Chen Feng's lips, and he suddenly slashed out with a knife, directly cutting off his left arm. The young man in purple robe screamed on the ground in pain.

Chen Feng sneered: "It's fun to play with me, isn't it?"

Then Chen Feng cut off his right arm and asked again: "Isn't it fun to play with me?"

"It's boring, it's boring. Please spare me. I don't dare to do it anymore." The young man in purple robe begged loudly.

Chen Feng laughed and said, "It's too late!"

Saying that, Chen Feng directly struck out with a palm and printed it on his head.

The young man in purple robe was shocked, his eyes were full of regret, and he had lost his life.

His heart was cut off by Chen Feng's palm.

His body fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Feng took out all the mustard seed bags on the ground, but he did not put them away himself, but put them aside.

He said to Wei Hongxiu and others: "We will make distribution after we leave the ancient tomb."

Wei Hongxiu and others nodded.

Chen Feng did this very fairly. He did not rely on his own strength to rob, or because he wanted to get more things.

Then, Chen Feng joined the battle group again.

At this time, these demon puppets seemed to be attracted here.

There were thousands of demon puppets in the corridor, and they surrounded Chen Feng and others on three levels inside and three outside.

With the arrival of a large number of demon puppets, Chen Feng and others also fell into a bitter battle.

In all directions, they all seemed to be demon puppets.

However, with Chen Feng's guidance, they knew the weakness of the demon puppet, and because Chen Feng was extremely powerful, their small team had the upper hand.

Among the thousands of demon puppets, they ran rampant and killed wantonly.

At this time, another group of people came over at the door of the tomb.

These people also saw the scene of Chen Feng fighting with the demon puppets, and of course they also saw the broken stars on the ground.

The eyes of these people suddenly lit up, and one of the big men shouted loudly: "It turns out to be broken star iron, brothers, pick it up quickly."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng flew up from the air and slashed him vertically, directly splitting him in half.

Then Chen Feng stood there, as powerful as a god of war, holding the Purple Moon Sword in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "With this as the boundary, anyone who dares to take a step forward will be killed!"

The voice was full of murderous intent.

These people were all shocked by Chen Feng's sword, and they took a step back.

Soon, two people who seemed to be leaders stood up and said loudly: "This brother seems to be too domineering, right? Everyone has a share, why do you monopolize it?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "These broken stars were obtained by killing the demon puppets with our hard work. No one can take them except us!"

"Then you mean not to get out of this way?" Another big man in black robe said with a gloomy face.

Chen Feng looked resolute and just said two words: "That's right."

"Brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder and kill him! I don't believe it, there are so many of us and we can't deal with him alone?"