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Chapter two hundred and two his battle(2/2)

As time passed by, the cold atmosphere in the air was like a steel knife, pressing on everyone's neck.

No one spoke, no one moved, everyone was watching and waiting silently.

Because they dare not move and cannot move!

They couldn't step out their feet or lift their hands. The huge murderous intention imprisoned everything in them, making them feel a fear from their souls.

They are afraid, afraid that if they move, the owner of the murderous intention will tear them into pieces in an instant!

The blood servant, the blood servant without a soul, felt scared. Thinking about it, only the strong survival instinct of living things can explain everything.

The next second, under everyone's gaze, Chu Zifeng, whose mouth was stained with blood, suddenly raised his eyes, and his cold eyes made everyone's hearts tremble.

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Standing calmly on the spot, his violent breathing gradually calmed down. In just a few short moments, his chest, which had been rising and falling, became as smooth as a stone statue.

How can he be angry? How can he be controlled by his emotions? Teacher, I'm sorry.

Opening his eyes again, there was no anger or irritability in Chu Zifeng's eyes, only coldness and a calmness like dead water.

He calmed down, but the strong murderous intent in his body almost turned into reality! It is hard to imagine that a person's murderous intent can be so terrifying. Such a huge and shocking murderous intent made everyone present feel breathless.

!

He stood there silently, the wound on his back was still bleeding, but that cold dead face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes had already regained its former coldness and a sense of heartfelt fear.

Although he does not want to be bound by his teacher, and although he does not want to accept everything the teacher imposes on him, his teacher will always be his guiding light in times of crisis.

Chu Zifeng, who was as cold as ice, stared coldly at the six blood servants in front of Qianqian, without any emotion in his eyes.

Facing his glance, all the blood servants were ready to fight as if facing a formidable enemy. Even if they lost their souls, their instincts gave them a great warning. Even the demon party warrior who claimed that he would not take action again

, seems to have plans to take action again.

The indifferent gaze slowly swept over, like a bone-piercing steel knife, across the faces of everyone present. The Demon Party warriors, six blood servants, and two Demon Party men in black robes swept across it in a circle. Chu Zifeng had no trace of anything.

It means that it just disappears.

Silence, deathly silence came.

The cool breeze blew, making everyone feel bitingly cold.

Chu Zifeng disappeared, there was no trace of him anywhere, he disappeared, he merged into his space.

Clinton looked around the empty surroundings uneasily. The figure that could appear anytime and anywhere made him feel deeply anxious.

"Whoosh!" The wind blew, bringing a seemingly endless silence, and the atmosphere on the field became even more torturous, because a terrifying opponent finally stepped into the field he was best at!

"Brush!" The sharp blade fell silently, leaving only the sharp cold light shining from the blade.

The blood servant, whose whole body turned into boulders, was almost slashed by a knife!

Even though he quickly dodged, he lost an arm, but the severe pain did not hinder his offensive. He clenched his fist to meet it, but his punch hit the air.

"Huh!" The ghostly figure disappeared again the second before Stone Fist arrived, and silently, he reappeared next to the rubber man.

"Poof!" The dagger swept across, and the blood was brilliant. The sharp dagger brought out a large splash of blood. The huge head rolled to the ground, and the attacking figure disappeared in an instant.

After the two attacks, there was silence for a minute and a half. He disappeared into the void and did not continue to attack as before, but chose to wait.

A minute and a half later, he appeared again while wandering in the void. After chopping off the left arm of a blood servant, he disappeared silently and avoided the incoming fireball.

"Brush!" The sound of a dagger cutting through the space sounded slightly, and another blood servant's head was ruthlessly cut off by him.

There was no sound. This cold man was wandering around the six blood servants like a ghost, silently and ruthlessly harvesting a certain organ of their bodies. As soon as he appeared, only the light of the knife flashed, and blood spattered everywhere, as if

Death is coming.

He is so quiet, so relaxed,

No one knows exactly where he will appear from. The sign before his appearance is nothing more than the huge pain from the dagger cutting his body.

Quietly, quietly appear from the void, quietly cut off your head, and then disappear into the void again.

Absolute tranquility symbolizes absolute death.

This is how he fights, this is Chu Zifeng’s battlefield!

Care leads to chaos, he forgets the teacher's instructions, and he never considers himself a good student.

But fortunately, his sister's helpless eyes reminded him of everything and his own fighting style.
Chapter completed!
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