The faces of several sect leaders looked ugly.

They naturally saw Chu Feng’s intention.

If they continue like this, they will not be able to hold on.

After all, the powerful recoil force alone increases exponentially.

However, at this time, no one dared to let go.

Letting go means death.

puff.

When the sixth small sword stabbed, someone finally couldn't stand the force of the countershock and opened his mouth and spewed out blood.

Whoosh.

Finally, the Nine Swords returned to one another, and the shield penetrated through it like a piece of paper in front of it in an instant.

In this way, the power of the small sword was not exhausted. With powerful force, he directly nailed Ren Qianchou, who was the first to the wall behind him. After smashing it down, he was completely breathless.

"puff……"

The remaining people were all shaken by the powerful anti-shock force, and blood was spurted out from their mouths, and they were in a mess.

At this time, Chu Feng's eyes had already fallen on the remaining sect leaders.

At this moment, the remaining sect leaders were almost frightened and trembled one by one.

Before Chu Feng could speak, someone hurriedly spoke.

"Saint Chu, don't kill me, I'm willing to surrender."

"Yes, yes, I'm willing to surrender."

"I do, too."

Now that Ren Qianchou is dead, they dare not fight head-on, they all immediately put down and beg for mercy.

"It's too late to survive now."

Chu Feng's face was cold, and his voice was like the Nine Netherworlds came.
Chapter completed!