Sikong Xuan's heart was gradually filled with fear as he looked at Zuo Zimu's devil-like figure, trembling uncontrollably.
No, that's not right!
The other party could no longer be called Zuo Zimu. The figure in front of him was simply a monster! It was impossible for human beings to have the ability to 'eat' so many living people in a few breaths!
Moreover, after absorbing a large amount of flesh and blood, he actually turned into another unfamiliar young man's face.
Seeing the other party's god-like and devilish methods, Sikong Xuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Sikong Xuan finally understood. No wonder the Infinite Sword School didn't have any defenses when they encountered such a huge change. Thinking about it, it should have come from this person. The real Zuo Zimu had probably died long ago.
He had thought that he could easily occupy Sword Lake Palace and complete the mission set by Vulture Palace by taking advantage of the changes in Infinite Sword School. This way, he could suppress the Life-Death Notes in his body earlier and avoid the inhuman pain. He did not expect to encounter such a monster!
At that moment, besides unwillingness and regret, he was also furious at the Vulture Palace! If it wasn't for those women ordering him, he wouldn't have fallen into this hell of death!
However, Chu Feng wouldn't give him time to regret. After absorbing dozens of people, although these people's cultivation levels were too low and had little effect on his cultivation progress, his body had once again obtained a trace of strengthening.
He estimated that his current strength was probably more than two tons.
Chu Feng's heart was burning with passion as he felt the more powerful energy in his body. Even his gaze towards the 'prey' beside him was filled with desire. Sikong Xuan was so scared that he almost thought that he was going to lose his chastity in his later years.
Since he had received the feedback from the Blacklight Virus, Chu Feng naturally didn't want to let everyone off. He didn't give them any chance to beg for mercy and once again turned into a blood-red whirlwind, killing his way into the crowd.
One of his arms turned into a wind whip, and the other into a charged blade, like a bloody harvesting machine. With his toes as the axis, his body spun rapidly like a human-shaped tornado.
The wind whips and blades in his hands were like two bloody arcs, one big and one small. As he spun, they continued to harvest cruelly.
Meanwhile, the members of the Divine Farmer Sect around them seemed to be acting out the various aspects of life.
Those who risked their lives to advance were instantly cut into two. Some of the people who were crying and running away could not do anything to Sushuki who had sealed the entrance. They could only sit on the ground and wait for death. There were also those who were scared stiff, muttering the blessings of gods and buddhas, but they still could not avoid the fate of being separated from their heads.
As for the members of the Limitless Gang who fell to the ground, they did not even have the strength to shout and lost their breath.
Only Sikong Xuan, who had a relatively high level of martial arts, managed to calm himself down and jumped onto the roof beam before the blood tornado could get close.
However, as he looked at his gang members who were dying miserably and wailing, his heart felt like it was bleeding.
Finally, after a few breaths, Chu Feng, unwilling to waste his " food ", absorbed all the limbs on the ground. He curled his lips in satisfaction and raised his head to look at Sikong Xuan, who was standing on the roof beam.
Sikong Xuan instantly felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at Chu Feng. He knew that he might not be able to leave this place alive. And the God of Slaughter on the other side obviously did not seem to be afraid of the Vulture Palace. Otherwise, how could he open this bloody massacre without any scruples?
However, perhaps it was the final struggle of a dying person. Even though he knew that he was no match for Sikong Xuan, he still gritted his teeth and jumped down. At the same time, the moment he jumped down from the beam, he continuously sprinkled countless unknown poisonous powder from his body.
He was anticipating the poison that he had meticulously concocted to be able to slightly obstruct Chu Feng. He burst forth with a speed that he had never seen before in his life and rushed to the entrance. The internal strength in his dantian flowed into his palms as if it was free.
"Open it!"
At this moment of life and death, Sikong Xuan's unprecedented potential erupted. His dark palms seemed to have the power to pierce through the clouds and split rocks. With a terrifying momentum, they struck the hardened whiskers, making a cracking sound.
Hearing the cracking sound, Sikong Xuan was overjoyed.
However, the reality of despair always liked to reveal its true colors when you were full of hope. To his horror, he suddenly realized that his all-out palm strike had only broken one of the roots!
Looking at the entrance that was blocked by the tangled roots of the beard, Sikong Xuan was burning with anxiety.
He was desperate to survive, and before he could continue attacking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Lowering his head, he realized that a weapon that looked like a whip had pierced through his chest.
"My own poison is actually useless!”Realizing that Chu Feng treated the poison powder that he was so proud of as if it was nothing, Sikong Xuan could only remain silent with an intense unwillingness.
Chu Feng didn't want to delay any further. He quickly walked over to Sikong Xuan's corpse and absorbed it. He looked at the bloodstains and flesh on the ground and used his disguise ability to restrain his killing intent. He shook his head in self-mockery and walked out.
" The Chu Feng of the past has already disappeared." This was his last thought before he left.
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At this moment, not far from Sword Lake Palace.
A beautiful girl in green was hiding behind a stone block outside the palace. It was Zhong Ling, who had just escaped from the Sword Lake Palace.
At this moment, she would occasionally look down at the Sword Lake Palace and then look at the mountainside with a worried expression.
After she learned from Zuo Zimu that the Shennong Gang was attacking the mountain, the clever and quick-witted her quickly gave up the idea of watching the show. She chose to leave the Sword Lake Palace with the guests in the chaos.
However, he did not expect the Shennong Gang to be so arrogant. When they attacked the entire Infinite Sword School, there were still many disciples guarding the mountainside. As a result, the guests who came down from the small path were captured by the Shennong Gang disciples as soon as they reached the mountainside.
Fortunately, she had relied on the Lightning Mink to create some chaos and escaped. However, this was only temporary safety, regardless of whether the disciples of the Shennong Gang came to search the mountain or the Sword Lake Palace was taken over by the Shennong Gang. Even he would not be able to escape the fate of being captured.
However, just as she was regretting her decision to come to the Sword Lake Palace to watch the show, she suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder. It was actually a slender palm that had unknowingly been placed on his shoulder!
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