Bones can be seen deep down, and the blood is flowing like a gush.

He looks just like a bloody man, not much better than Uncle Chengyou.

But, that’s exactly what he is!

At this moment, he was standing in front of everyone, clutching the broken-looking knife in his hand!

In front of them, he killed one of their disciples!

This scene is enough to scare the remaining three people!

Chen Feng's blood-stained eyes glanced at the faces of the three Qinghong Immortal Sect disciples in front of him. From their faces and eyes!

I saw the fear and fear in it!

The next moment, he slowly revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

"Haha...hahaha..."

This laughter seemed to be stained with blood, full of the smell of blood.

Chen Feng picked up the broken knife in his hand, still looking invincible and fighting to the end, almost crazy!

Pointing to the three people in front of him.

"Is this enough?"

By this time, Chen Feng's voice was actually not loud anymore.

But, even if it’s neither light nor serious, it’s just seven words!

When it reached the ears of Kong Penghui and the three Qinghong Immortal Sect disciples, it was like it was suddenly magnified countless times!
Chapter completed!