Chu Feng lost his sword energy.

An elder who took action, before he could get close to him, was penetrated by a sword and died of a life of death.

“The third one.”

At this moment, many people believe that this scene in front of them will become their lifelong nightmare.

They are from the Wu Sect, and they kill people like a slap, but compared with the person in front of them, they are completely different.

At this time, all the elders died on him.

“The fourth.”

“The fifth one.”

"The tenth."

Less than a minute before, the young man in front of him walked ten steps, and there were ten corpses of the elders of the Wumen at his feet.

At this moment, the elders of the witch sect sitting in the first seat could no longer help but shouted angrily.

"stop."

You know, these elders are the mainstays in their sects.

Now that everyone is tragically dead in front of you, how can you not let them get angry?

"Who are you? What kind of hatred do I have with you in the Witch Sect? I have made you kill me so hard."

Ren Qianchou said with a dark face and gritted his teeth.

"Jiang Liuer is my person. If you dare to touch me, you are very brave in the Wu Sect!"

Chu Feng looked indifferent and had already taken another step as he opened his mouth.

"Your people?"

Everyone was stunned, and the leader of the Blood Witch Cult suddenly thought of something. He raised his hand and pointed at Chu Feng as if he had seen a ghost.

"Are you Chu Sheng?"

"What?"
Chapter completed!