"Go away, Jun Tuo's son. Don't disturb us from watching this battle to kill a saint!"
Evolvers from all over the universe objected to this. They told Ouyang Feng not to block the camera and to slip away.
Although there were many people filming, the signal was intermittent and simply couldn't satisfy the exploratory desire of the people in the starry sea. They all wanted to see a detailed battle.
On the battlefield, Chu Feng held the Reincarnation Blade dripping with blood in his left hand and the Purple Golden Bamboo in his right. He was like a ferocious primordial tiger coming into being with overflowing murderous intent. He didn't want to let anyone go.
Now, he was chasing after the emaciated ancient saint from the Corpse Race with his blade in hand. He hacked wildly along the way, wishing he could immediately eliminate this old fellow.
This terrifying saint from the Corpse Race was also going all out. His entire body blossomed with black light, and his shriveled old skin was as black and shiny as black gold.
Even if the Reincarnation Blade hacked at it, it would make clanging sounds and send sparks flying in all directions. Sometimes, it would split open and black blood would sprinkle out, but other times, it would only create a small crack.
His strength was evident at a glance!
Slap!
Slap!
…
Chu Feng brandished his blade unceasingly. In a short period of time, he had hacked him more than a hundred times and even used the blade to slap his face dozens of times. The sound of slapping rang out incessantly.
The Corpse Race's most ancient saint was unable to restrain his anger. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? It was too f * cking shameful to be slapped in public like this.
That was why he went crazy. Glaring runes erupted from his black gold old skin. The black light carried a scarlet glow as he burned his life true blood. He wanted to return to his original state so that he could kill Chu Feng.
At the same time, he shouted, "Everyone, kill! If you don't want to die, charge with me! I'll teach you a taboo mnemonic chant that can break through the shackles and restore your mobility!"
The veins on the Corpse Race saint's face bulged violently. His dried orange peel-like old face was stained with blood by the Reincarnation Blade, and even his cheekbones were split into pieces.
To him, this was disastrous. It was a humiliation he had never experienced before.
As expected, as he recited the mnemonic chant, those slow-moving saints began to burn their life true blood faster.
Unfortunately, their strength didn't rise sharply and their increase was limited.
"Kill!" Chu Feng's eyes blossomed with cold electricity. This time, with just a single slash, the Corpse Race's ancient saint was cleaved in half, causing his soul light to become much dimmer.
However, the other Saints of the Corpse Race caught up to him and stopped him from killing him completely. There were four Saints in the Corpse Race!
"Die!"
Chu Feng roared. In just a short moment, the Violet Golden Bamboo and the Blade of Reincarnation both landed on the body of a Corpse Saint, causing his body to disintegrate. The Blade of Reincarnation continued to grind him to pieces, directly destroying both his body and soul.
"You!" The ancient saint of the Corpse Race was furious. He used this opportunity to reform his skinny body and let out a low roar like a malicious spirit.
"It's not over yet. Kill again!" Chu Feng shouted. With all his might, he brandished the precious Saint Artifact, the Purple Golden Bamboo, and struck the other Corpse Saint until half of his body was gone.
"Ah …" This Corpse Race expert, who had become a saint in recent times, screamed and struggled with all his might. He wanted to escape, but in the end, the Blade of Reincarnation chopped off his head and scattered his soul light.
In just a short moment, the Corpse Race had lost two saints. This made the ancient Corpse Saint's eyes ice-cold and filled with boundless killing intent. Unfortunately, he couldn't display his full strength in this place.
"Boom!"
The saints joined hands and began to counterattack. All of them released their true blood of life without reservation. Their whole bodies were bright red as they charged toward Chu Feng.
The Deity Race's old tyrant's huge golden blade was exceptionally sharp. When it cleaved over, even Chu Feng felt a burst of pressure. Fortunately, this old fellow was suppressed. He was worthy of being a well-known figure among the saints who had survived since ancient times.
Clang!
Sparks flew from the Violet Golden Bamboo as it swung the huge blade. Chu Feng used his current advantage in speed and power to shake him off and charge toward a new saint of the Deity Race.
"Pfft!"
After a series of collisions, he immediately beheaded this person and chopped off his head. Following that, the Violet Golden Bamboo suddenly waved and shattered his divine light, completely annihilating him.
"Useless chickens and pottery dogs!"
Chu Feng said casually.
In the end, the group of saints turned ashen. They were both shocked and furious. If not for being restricted, how would this little demon dare to speak like this? With so many people here, he would've long since been crushed into meat paste.
In the universe, the evolvers who saw this scene through the intermittent images were also speechless. This demon's mentality was quite relaxed. He still had the leisure to say such a thing in the middle of a fierce battle.
Chi!
Thousands of scarlet feathers flew over like sharp swords. Each of them was bright red and sparkling as they shot toward Chu Feng with extremely ferocious might.
This was activated by the Nine Yin Sparrow. He exhausted all of his power and most of the feathers on his body disappeared!
"Nine Yin Sparrow, today I've completely annihilated your group of heavenly knights. You should be the last one, right?" Chu Feng said.
He had already killed three heavenly knights and only the Nine Yin Sparrow was left.
Amidst the glaring red light and the dazzling sword qi, Chu Feng brandished the Violet Golden Bamboo. Immediately, bolts of lightning blossomed one after another and struck all the feathers. They were charred black and some even exploded into fine powder.
"Buzz …"
Chu Feng brandished the Violet Golden Bamboo and charged toward the Nine Yin Sparrow. With a bang, half of the Nine Yin Sparrow's body collapsed and exploded into a mass of bloody mist.
"Ah …" The Nine Yin Sparrow cried out angrily. He was very unwilling to accept this. Such a strange and terrifying thing had happened before he fell into this forbidden area. His strength had declined sharply and he was helpless.
He knew that he was most likely going to be killed. He couldn't break free from the bindings. The Violet Golden Bamboo pressed down and brought him a powerful pressure.
Bang!
As expected, when the Violet Golden Bamboo swung down, his head was smashed and disappeared. That soul light wanted to escape but was struck by the Reincarnation Blade and immediately disintegrated.
"Mn, it's too wasteful not to make such a big red sparrow into a delicacy. Even though there's only half of it left, it's enough to eat!" Chu Feng carried the headless and remaining half of the Nine Yin Sparrow and threw it into the spatial bracelet. This was the flesh and blood of a saint, a great supplement.
"Roar!"
The old saint of the Corpse Race and the experts of the Machine Race attacked. In addition, there were saints from the Spirit Race who were still alive. They attacked ferociously with the Divine Blood Banner and the Deity Race were also fighting with their lives on the line.
Only the three saints of the Quasi-immortal Race didn't move. They stood there without attacking, but their expressions were incomparably unsightly. They couldn't advance or retreat.
Pfft!
Chu Feng cut off the neck of the Spirit Race saint with one slash. A head flew up along with a large amount of blood. At the same time, he was still fiercely attacking the ancient saint of the Corpse Race. He used all his strength to inflict serious injuries, and black corpse blood splattered everywhere.
In the end, some of the blood splattered on the bodies of the three saints of the Quasi-immortal Race. They didn't use the special taboo technique of the Corpse Race, so it was inconvenient for them to move. At the same time, they mainly wanted to stay out of this matter, but in the end, they encountered such an embarrassment.
"You …" The old woman of the Quasi-immortal Race wanted to get angry, but she shut her mouth after seeing Chu Feng's cold eyes.
In reality, Chu Feng didn't pay attention to the three of them. He was wholeheartedly chasing after the saints. Next, he would strike a fatal blow and cause blood to splatter everywhere.
That was because even the ancient saint of the Corpse Race had been cut in half by his blade. The old tyrant from the Deity Race also had half of his body severed.
In a split second, saint blood splattered everywhere. There were bloodstains on the faces and clothes of the three saints of the Quasi-immortal Race. They had been splashed.
"My divine arts, my exceptional combat skills …" roared a saint because this battle was too stifling. They had grasped all kinds of saint-level techniques, but now they couldn't use them. Even the divine chains of order were as weak as willow twigs when they rushed out of their bodies. It was too depressing.
"Ah …"
A saint from the Machine Race was smashed into pieces by the Purple Golden Bamboo. His soul light fell before the Reincarnation Blade and dissolved rapidly. He let out an ear-piercing scream.
At this moment, the saints at the scene felt cold all over. They possessed great abilities, but they couldn't use them. One by one, they died tragically.
At this moment, the starry sky was silent because they could restore the details of the battle after piecing together the images that many people had taken from the scene.
Everywhere in the universe was silent. Everyone was flabbergasted as they stared at one person. They wanted to see how Chu Feng was going to chase and kill the saints.
This scene was too terrifying. It was as if the entire universe was silent. What kind of situation was this? The top-notch characters of each race were actually so weak. How many of them had been killed by him in one go?
One could see saint blood blossoming as a young figure unleashed a massacre. He was going to wipe out a group of saints all by himself!
They had a body full of divine abilities, but they couldn't use any of them. This was the thing that made the saints most resentful. Some people were unwilling to accept this even when they died. They were roaring and extremely sullen.
Pfft! Pfft!
Flowers of blood blossomed one after the other. Chu Feng unleashed a massacre as he passed through the group of saints. Along the way, people were torn into pieces and disappeared between heaven and earth.
The deaths of saints continued to happen!
Bang, bang, bang!
After the death of a saint from the Netherworld Race, Chu Feng concentrated on slaughtering the ancient saint from the Corpse Race and the old tyrant from the Deity Race because they were the only two left at the scene.
During this process, Chu Feng swung his dark red sword and slapped their heads and faces dozens of times. He made them experience the nightmare of being slapped continuously once again.
To people at this level, being slapped in the face with a sword was equivalent to being killed. The two were sent flying by Chu Feng like kites streaking across the sky. Blood sprayed in all directions.
The spectators were completely dumbfounded. Then, they were even more horrified. They felt a chill from head to toe!
"You two are so thick-skinned. No matter how you cut them open, they can still grow back. I don't believe you can't cut them open!" Chu Feng blundered as he attacked. It didn't match this scene of splattering saint blood.
Evolvers from various races watched in a daze from all over the universe.
"Old ancestor!"
"Chu Feng, you demon!"
The related races, such as the Spirit Race, Machine Race, Xilin Clan, and Netherworld Race, had long since exploded. The saints from their races who had gone to the Great Abyss had all been annihilated!
The people from the Corpse Race and Deity Race were roaring. Right now, it was their two great saints who were receiving Chu Feng's terrifying final attack. It seemed that they couldn't hold on any longer.
Then, people saw the ancient saint of the Corpse Race beaten to death by Chu Feng. He flew out like a rag bag and his soul light was scattered by the Reincarnation Sword!
He recovered again and again. In fact, he had long since consumed too much of his life energy. Now, he finally had no way to resurrect!
Pfft!
The purple golden bamboo fell and disintegrated his corporeal body, destroying both his body and soul.
On the other side, the old tyrant from the Deity Race was also battered by the Reincarnation Sword. In the end, his corporeal body exploded. His soul light couldn't escape even if it wanted to. It was slashed apart by Chu Feng and suddenly scattered. In the end, it completely disintegrated and vanished into thin air.
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