Seeing that Feng Wuchen was not threatened by him, the murderous intent in Ling Song's eyes flashed away.

"Hmph! If that's the case, then collect your sister's body!"

As he said this, Ling Song's right hand was brewing with palm energy, and he was about to slap Feng Ning to death with one palm.

At the same time, he did not forget to shout to the people beside him: "Come in together and kill him!"

"yes!"

Ling Song gave the order and saw three early stages of the Golden Body rushing toward Feng Wuchen at the same time.

"call!"

At the critical moment, I heard a gust of wind.

The next moment, three awe-inspiring sword energy flew from the mountain gate, two of which hit the throats of two golden body realm deacons. .??.

The sword energy lasted for a long time and even pinned them to the wall of the hall behind them.

Just as everyone was shocked, the remaining sword energy was already heading towards Ling Song.

"Pfft!"

The sword energy of a great master of swordsmanship, and at the peak of his caution, he had no chance to dodge.

There was only a muffled sound, and his left hand holding Feng Ning was cut off in a row.

Where the arm was broken, blood spurted out.

"ah!"

The screams came, and there was only one person left in the golden body state in front of Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he directly used the murderous sword.

With a slash of the sword, the head of the golden-body deacon instantly flew into the crowd.

But this is not over yet.

After killing this man, Feng Wuchen's sharp edge continued to stab Ling Song without losing any strength.

"You dare to arrest my sister! I will kill you today!"

Ling Song had just had his arm cut off, and he was no longer as proud as before.

I also saw with my own eyes that Feng Wuchen killed the golden body like a chicken.

He actually felt a little afraid of this young man.

Facing the faint sword light on the opponent's sword, he activated his body skills, retreated suddenly, and used all his strength to widen the distance.

"The sword radiance of a swordsman can only be three feet at most. If you want to kill me, it's impossible!"

When he spoke, Ling Song was already four feet away from Feng Wuchen, thinking he had dodged the sword.

But at this moment, I saw

The sword light at the tip of Feng Wuchen's sword surged, exceeding the limit of three feet.

"What!"

"Pfft!"

When Ling Song was shocked and pale, the sword light surged to five inches between the lightning and flint, piercing his heart.

"How is it possible...how is it possible..."

Ling Song couldn't believe it, even if his life was cut off for a moment.

Someone can actually break the shackles of the sword cultivator and release the sword light five feet.

"I said! I will kill you!"

After saying that, Feng Wuchen moved the Fenyang sword horizontally and drew it out.

"Whoa!"

Ling Song's body was split into two in an instant, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor. It was extremely bloody.

After killing Ling Song, Feng Wuchen took a deep breath.

He picked up the unconscious Feng Ning next to him and confirmed that the latter was fine, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he glanced at all the Chiyang Peak disciples on the field, and immediately used his feet to kick half of Ling Song's body into the crowd.

He raised his sword again, with endless killing intent in his eyes.

"Don't you want to kill me? I'm here now! Who comes first!"

Who comes first?

After listening to Feng Wuchen's domineering questioning, no one among the hundreds of people on the scene dared to move.

Because at this moment, there was a beautiful figure carrying a Wang Sword, walking step by step from the mountain gate.

That's the master of swordsmanship!

Even if they are tied together, they may not be this woman's opponents.

When Yue Qinyin walked to the main hall, several golden-body deacons suppressed their fear and said:

"Yue Qingyin! What do you want to do? You are the sect leader's personal descendant, do you want to help this devil deal with us?"

Just as Yue Qingyin was about to reply, Feng Wuchen stopped her.

The two looked at each other, and Yue Qingyin instantly understood what Feng Wuchen meant.

He immediately frowned.

"Don't forget what you promised me!"

Feng Wuchen smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, these miscellaneous fish are not something to be afraid of, but this movement may have alerted the other elders of Chiyang Peak. If you really want to help me, stop them for me."

Yue Qingyin was silent for a moment and took Feng Ning from Feng Wuchen's hand.

"Forget it! You fight quickly!"

After Yue Qingyin left, the place fell into a deathly silence again.

Feng Wuchen was holding the Burning Yang Sword, his face full of amusement.

"What? Didn't that old guy from Chi Lian give you an order to kill everyone in Wuhen Peak? Why don't you dare to take action when I come today? Could it be that all the people in Chiyang Peak are dead?

Are you a coward?"

As Feng Wuchen finished speaking, suddenly, a black shadow came from a certain direction.

"Wind Demon! Don't insult me, a disciple of Chiyang Peak, I will fight you!"

The person who came was just a deacon with a first-level golden body.

Sensing the cultivation level of the incoming person, Feng Wuchen only turned his head slightly and raised the Burning Sun Sword in his hand.

"Have the guts!"

"Pfft!"

But I heard a muffled sound.

The deacon's body had stopped five feet away from Feng Wuchen, turning into a headless corpse.

After killing this man, Feng Wuchen withdrew his sword light and said coldly: "It's a pity that he is too weak! Next one!"

"..."

"You dare to kill my senior brother! I will fight with you!"

There was silence for a moment, and then with a roar, another person rushed up.

Feng Wuchen still didn't even move his steps, and struck out with another sword.

"Whoosh!"

"Too weak! Next one!"

Feng Wuchen's contempt for life gradually aroused the anger of the Chiyang Peak disciples on the field.

After this person died, several figures were seen rushing up at the same time, including one in the air control realm.

"Everyone fights with him!"

"You dare to humiliate me, Chiyang Peak, like this. What do you think of us?"

>

"court death!"

Feng Wuchen's eyes instantly captured the figure of the incoming person, and directly activated the five-foot sword light to the extreme.

A red light flashed.

The next moment, several heads raised high and fell into the crowd.

At this moment, those disciples who were overwhelmed with anger and ready to move finally calmed down.
To be continued...