"It's this Yang Feng again!"

When Zhou Changsheng heard Zhu Wanxing's words, his eyes turned to Yanfeng again, and his resentment almost spurted out: "If it weren't for you, how could my Zhou Wu family have reached the point of today! Even if he dies, he will take you back!"

"Go to die!"

Zhou Changsheng and others were defeated with hope of escaping, and their moves became more fierce and they had given up the leader who wanted to capture Yan Feng.*.* And the Zhu family blocked the way to the martial arts hall and rushed left and right desperately, but after the previous battle, they all had some internal strength. How could they beat the Zhu family masters who were in the best condition?

When the Yue family and the Qiu family came to see strong helpers, they were all excited and fought with the Zhou Wu family and fought each other. The Zhou Wu family and the Wutang fell from their advantage to their weakness. Not long after, they lost nearly half of the masters. The remaining more than 300 people were surrounded and used the rockery and observing wood and other obstacles in the Qiu family's courtyard to deal with them, but they were unable to rush out.

"Zhou Changsheng, give up struggling. Today, your Zhou Wu family can't escape from here!"

Yue Changting led a group of people into the Zhou Wushi family to support Yanfeng and immediately locked in Zhou Changsheng. Originally, in terms of martial arts, Yue Changting's internal skills had not yet broken through to the level of a master, but with the dual-held Breaking Yue Sword skill, he barely made up for the shortcomings of internal strength. Zhou Changsheng was injured in his right hand and was unable to use the entire set of two-art cone techniques, but was suppressed by Yue Changting.

Yan Feng, who was standing beside him, was freed by the Yue family master, and immediately rushed towards Zhou Changsheng and said to Yue Changting: "Leave him to me!"

"Be careful!" Yue Changting knew that Yan Feng wanted to kill his enemy himself, so he decisively withdrew from the battle circle to serve as a cover for Yan Feng.

"Little bastard, it's just right. You made our Zhou Wu family suffer a genocide disaster. I want to let you break into pieces!" Although Zhou Changnan struggled, his chest was full of resentment and he had no choice but to fight with Yan Feng and die together.

"Zhou Wangba, you killed my parents, letting you live to this day is already a good deal for you!"

A master of the Yue family blocked other enemies, Yan Feng changed his moves again, fighting Zhou Changsheng with his sharp sword skills, and fighting with fast and fast, which was a lifeless fighting style. Both sides dismantled more than a hundred moves and were injured, but Yan Feng was obviously much lighter, and the area where he was stabbed automatically stopped bleeding not long after. Zhou Changsheng lost too much blood and his physical strength gradually became exhausted.

"Sword Shadow follows!" Yan Feng's momentum exploded, and he suddenly used critical footwork. Two straight swords were handed to Zhou Changsheng's chest and right shoulder almost at the same time, asking him to avoid it.

"He actually retained his strength?" Zhou Changsheng looked at the blurry figure and sword shadow in front of him. He was shocked and hurriedly turned to the side and set up a two-meter cone to pierce the parry.

"Zheng!Puff--"

The Liangyi cone pierced in Zhou Changsheng's hand was broken into two halves under the powerful straight knife tip, and a blood hole appeared in his right chest.

"Go to die!" Yan Feng succeeded with a move, and then waved another straight knife, directly cutting off Zhou Changsheng's head.

Zhou Changsheng's head flew out and landed among the crowd of Zhou Wu's family, which immediately caused a panic: "The clan leader is dead! We lose!"

"Asheng! (Brother!)" Zhou Wancheng and Zhou Changming exclaimed at the same time, and then stared at Yan Feng fiercely.

"It's your turn!" Yan Feng looked over with his blood-filled pupils. Even though his body was covered in scars at this time, his aura did not weaken at all.

"Little beast, you're looking for death!" Zhou Wancheng's eyes were so bitter that he pulled away and turned to attack.

"Yang Feng, let me do it!" Yue Zhen saw that Yan Feng was covered in blood, and quickly stopped Zhou Wancheng.

"I will solve them myself!"

Yan Feng flashed, but the straight sword did not attack Zhou Wancheng, but instead rushed around and stabbed Zhou Changming.

"So fast!" Zhou Changming was shocked and jumped back to the side without thinking.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Yan Feng's expressionless face suddenly showed a sneer, as if the messenger of hell, which made Zhou Changming's back feel cold, and he instinctively raised two stalks and thorns to block his forehead.

"No front slash!"

A cold light flashed by, and Yan Feng's two straight swords were unimpeded as if they were slashing into the void, while the latter stood still, maintaining a defensive posture, with a dull expression, and his slightly sunken eyes were filled with horror and disbelief.

At this moment, the people around the people who fought to kill were in a flash of consciousness, and many eyes gathered. Zhou Wancheng found something wrong, and his eyes moved to the two stalks of the two stalks that were cut off at one end, and shouted in a trembling voice: "A Ming?"

"puff……"

A few seconds later, Zhou Changming kept spewing out a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and the two knife wounds in his chest finally cracked open. The blood gushed like a spring, and his whole body fell stiffly to the ground.

"Wufeng Slash..." Old Man Yan was the first to react. Although he had heard Yan Feng mention the power of the dual-held shadowless style, it was the first time he had seen Yan Feng use it. Then he thought of the burden of this sword skill and shouted: "Boy, are you afraid of your life?"

A trace of blood spilled out of Yan Feng's mouth, as if he had not heard Old Man Yan's words, his eyes turned to the rest of the Zhou Wu family's masters, and then disappeared from the spot again.

"Ah..." The crowd of Zhou Wushi family screamed one after another, and everyone was killed in one move, and they didn't even see clearly how to get hit the sword.

Yue Zhen thought that his eyes were sharp, but he still couldn't catch Yan Feng's sword shadow. He could only barely see the gesture of display. Then he soon felt Yan Feng's extremely fast breath and heartbeat, and said in surprise: "What move is this? Why is it so powerful?"

Qiu Lisong also noticed the situation here at this time and shouted to Qiu Jiangnan and others: "He is trying his best, go and stop him!"

Qiu Jiangnan also wanted to do as he told him, but when he saw Yan Feng's crazy figure, he didn't know how to intervene and said to himself: "The speed is so fast, who can stop him?"

Yan Feng killed all the way, and his body technique was used to the extreme. He ran past the crowd like a ghost, without a straight sword and no stagnation. He killed more than 60 masters in just half a minute, and there was still no sign of stopping. Those who were originally struggling were shocked, and a strong fear arose in his heart, and finally lost the will to resist.

"I don't want to die!" Some people began to rush wildly, trying to break through the siege, forcing the Zhu family masters to desperately stop them.

"All the people from the Zhou Wu family must die..."

Yan Feng's chest was extremely hot, and the blood crystal effect in his body was completely stimulated. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling and hit his nerves. There was no pain or fatigue. He felt endless strength and a strong murderous intent. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be still, and all enemies stopped moving, only his body and mind were active, completing the revenge massacre...
Chapter completed!