"Boy, you really have the guts of a bear's heart and a leopard, and you dare to play with us, don't you know who we are?"
"You, now, immediately, immediately, let us go, or... I want you to die."
"Yes, let go quickly, or I will destroy your whole family."
They gritted their teeth, and with those eyes, they could not wait to tear Chu Feng to shreds, they were really angry with Chu Feng.
Because, this is the second time they have been tricked by Chu Feng.
And this time, they were played more thoroughly.
"I said everyone, I'm afraid you haven't figured out the situation. Now... it's not your turn to threaten me."
After Chu Feng said this, he clenched his palm tightly, and a long sword of enchantment formed by the power of enchantment appeared in Chu Feng's hand.
"Hahaha… "
"Boy, it's you who didn't understand the situation."
However, what Chu Feng didn't expect was that after seeing the spirit formation sword in his hand, those world spiritists not only had no fear, but laughed sarcastically.
"Do you think that we are all like that waste, easily injured by you?"
When he said this, the world spiritist looked at another world spiritist not far away.
And the world spiritist he was looking at was the only one among the eleven of them, the only worm-marked-level holy-cloak world spiritist, the one who had been injured by Chu Feng with the power of the enchantment.
"Why, is there any difference between you and him?" Chu Feng asked with a book of truths.
"Different? Of course."
"Do you think that we have lived in vain for so many years, and we are only good at enchantment?"
"Might as well tell you kid, aside from the spirit formation technique, our martial arts cultivation is beyond your reach."
"Even if our enchantment power is bound, our cultivation is still there."
"Even if we can't use force here, our flesh still carries the power given by our cultivation."
"It's ridiculous that you, a mere junior, want to hurt us too."
"Let's put it this way, eleven of us are standing here, even if we don't move, there are ten iron statues, and only one is a clay statue."
"If you want to torture us, you can only torture that clay statue. As for the ten of us, you can't shake it at all."
"And that guy himself is a waste. If you torture him, we don't care."
One of the snake-pattern-level Saint-cloak World Spiritists was expressing his intentions when he said this.
"I wipe, you are still not human, you mean, just let him torture me?"
And that one, the worm-marked Saint-cloak World Spiritist, complained very unhappily.
"Who made your own cultivation level poor, it's no wonder we are."
"Hahaha… "
The other ten people not only had no sympathy for that person, but laughed out loud and ridiculed him.
Seeing this scene, Chu Feng also felt helpless, these eleven guys are really a little abnormal.
Obviously he is trapped now, obviously the Qi Kong who was angry before is smoking, but he can laugh again in a blink of an eye, this heart is really not an ordinary big.
"So, according to what you mean, you are an iron statue?"
Chu Feng said to the world spiritist who had spoken to him earlier.
"Of course." The man nodded proudly.
"good."
Chu Feng smiled lightly, and then he came to the world spiritist who spoke.
Swah—
Suddenly, the sword light passed by, and blood splashed.
"Uh-"
Immediately afterwards, a scream like killing a pig came from the man's mouth.
It turned out that Chu Feng, the long sword of enchantment, had already pierced through that person's body.
"You bastard, you really dare to hurt Lao Tzu?"
The scream was also very painful at the same time, but also surprised at the same time.
He originally thought that if his cultivation was tyrannical, his physical body would also be tyrannical. Even if he could only use the spirit formation technique here, where their cultivation was placed, the degree of tyranny of the physical body was also there. Chu Feng was a junior. , you can't hurt them.
Unexpectedly, the restricting power in the gate of the World Spirit Palace is actually limited to such a point.
Even their physical strength has been weakened.
Obviously, aside from the technique of world spirit, they are also powerful cultivators.
Unexpectedly, here, but to be bullied by a junior.
Coupled with the power of the binding formation, not only did they not escape from here, but they also turned into eleven little sheep, who could only be slaughtered by Chu Feng, but they were powerless.
"Boy, you are dead. Do you know who we are? You dare to offend us. You are really courting death."
Suddenly, another angry shout sounded, and another yelled at Chu Feng.
Swah—
However, Chu Feng was merciless, waving his hand was a sword.
And after the sword, that one also let out a piercing scream.
It's not that their ability to endure is poor, but the pain that Chu Feng's long sword of enchantment brings to them is far beyond what people can bear. Boundary method.
After that, among the eleven of them, several more people made threats to Chu Feng.
But without exception, Chu Feng's long sword of enchantment pierced through his body.
Seeing that the threat was useless, they stopped threatening and began to speak softly to Chu Feng.
"Little brother, we don't actually know each other. We have no malice towards you. Besides, we haven't got the jade of the world spirit. You don't need to hold grudges like this, do you want to mess with us?"
"Why don't you let us go now, so let's be friends, okay?"
One of the world spiritists said to Chu Feng.
The other ten also agreed.
"Make friends? Do you think I'm stupid?" Chu Feng sneered.
"Then what do you think?" the world spiritist asked.
"I don't ask too much. You hand over all the treasures you got from the gate of the enchantment mansion, and I'll let you go." Chu Feng said.
"Damn it, you little bastard, are you trying to take advantage of the fire?"
Hearing this, the eyes of the eleven world spiritists changed.
As for Chu Feng, he nodded with a smile and said:
"That's right, I just want to take advantage of the fire." (To be continued)