"You little thief, you are so brave that you actually hurt the foreign affairs elder of the Hehuan Sect!" At this moment, an old figure suddenly appeared. An old man with white hair and beard was flying in the air. Behind him, eight beautiful female cultivators followed closely. They were half-naked, with skin as white as snow, and were extremely beautiful.
At this moment, these eight women were flirting and touching the old man in front of them from time to time, with extremely seductive movements.
"Old pervert!" Looking at these eight women, these three words emerged in Chen Feng's mind.
"Are you the lecherous leader of the Hehuan Sect?" Chen Feng ignored the old man's questioning and asked back bluntly.
The old man's eyes were cold and murderous, "I asked you to let go of the Foreign Affairs Elder, didn't you hear me?"
Chen Feng smiled, his smile was so mocking: "You asked me to let go and I let go, who do you think you are?"
"Little thief, how shameless!" Before the leader of the Hehuan Sect could speak, the eight women around him moved at the same time. They jumped up at once like puppies whose tails were stepped on. The next moment, a flying sword with flowing light appeared in their hands.
"Yin Yang Sword Formation!" The eight women shouted in unison, and then the eight of them moved and rushed towards Chen Feng in a very coordinated manner.
"A bunch of bitches!" Chen Feng's eyes turned slightly cold, and he waved his hands in the air at the eight women flying towards him rapidly.
Suddenly, a strong airflow appeared out of nowhere and blew over the eight women in an instant, blowing them all over the place, without any clothes to cover their bodies. They no longer cared about rushing towards Chen Feng.
Under normal circumstances, Chen Feng would be happy to feast his eyes, but he could tell at first glance that these eight women were not good people, and he didn't know how many times they had been slept with by the leader of the Hehuan Sect. Naturally, Chen Feng had no interest in them at all.
The one who was truly surprised was the leader of the Hehuan Sect.
These eight women were not only his concubines, but also his eight trained guards. All eight of them were at the level of the Fusion Stage without exception. When they joined together, they were enough to rival a powerful man at the Mahayana Stage.
The young man in front of him looked young, but he could create a strong wind with just a wave of his hand and block the attack of the eight women.
Unconsciously, the leader of the Hehuan Sect suddenly became more cautious. He looked at Chen Feng with a cold gaze, and did not stop the eight women's actions, but watched coldly.
At this moment, the strong airflow passed, and the eight women stood firm again. Under the strong airflow just now, the eight of them had their hair disheveled and looked extremely embarrassed.
All of the eight women were furious. As women, they cared most about their appearance. How could they bear seeing him in such a miserable state
"You little thief, prepare to die!" The eight women attacked again, the flying swords in their hands flashing, and rushed towards Chen Feng.
"You don't know how to live or die!" Chen Feng snorted, and immediately stopped holding back. A sword light cut through the sky, flashed by the eight women, and then disappeared.
The next moment, the eight women's bodies all stopped. They originally had surging breath, but now it seemed as if they had lost all breath and stood still.
Then, a line of blood finally appeared on the neck of the eighth woman, and strands of bright red blood kept flowing down the blood line, becoming more and more.
Plop—
Plop—
…
One voice after another was heard, and eight women fell to the ground at the same time, their breath gone.
Chen Feng's brows did not move. He had already given these women a chance to retreat, but they still did not recognize the gap between them and still wanted to kill him. So don't blame Chen Feng for being ruthless.
At this moment, the one who was really panicking was the leader of the Hehuan Sect. Eight masters of the Fusion Stage were killed instantly by Chen Feng. During the whole process, he didn't even see how Chen Feng attacked. A strong fear rose in his heart. At this moment, the leader of the Hehuan Sect finally abandoned his previous arrogance and turned around to shoot into the distance.
Under the strong fear, he chose to retreat.
Chen Feng ignored it. There were still many people in the sky watching the scene here. These people would never let the Hehuan Sect Master escape. For them, catching the Hehuan Sect Master was just a matter of convenience. At this moment, they were all willing to do Chen Feng a favor.
"Look, this is your good sect leader. Do you feel desperate?" Chen Feng turned around and sneered at Leng Ruxue in the fire cage.
Although Leng Ruxue was only in the Nascent Soul stage, his face still showed emotions. At this moment, his face was full of despair and loss, and even more of a strong resentment!
"I give up, Chen Feng. I never thought that I, Leng Ruxue, would be defeated by an ant that I once looked down upon the most!" Leng Ruxue said with a complicated tone, but her Nascent Soul slammed fiercely into the fire cage.
Sizzle—
Waves of burning smell came, and the black flames of the hell on the fire cage instantly ignited Leng Ruxue's Nascent Soul and quickly burned it.
Seeing Leng Ruxue disappear, Chen Feng felt relieved, and his thoughts became clearer. After getting rid of Leng Ruxue, he let go of an obsession in his heart, and his state of mind improved.
On the other side, a breath was seen rolling in the distance. It was a late Mahayana cultivator who was carrying the leader of the Hehuan Sect who had just fled in a panic. This person was also an old monster who had hidden himself from the world. Although he was not as evil as Xuanzang and Changmei Patriarch, he was able to fight against the masters of the Three Tribulations Loose Immortals with his late Mahayana cultivation.
"Fellow Daoist Chen Feng, this person actually wanted to escape. I caught him for you." The cultivator laughed and threw the leader of the Hehuan Sect, who looked like a dead dog, at Chen Feng's feet. Then he stood aside calmly and said nothing more.
"Uncle Jin, I'll leave this person to you." Chen Feng said in a gentle voice, looking at Jin Zhong who was already stunned in the distance.
Jin Zhong was stunned at first, but then he reacted and hurriedly led the disciples of Jinsha Sect to come over.
"Then I will take over your duties." Jin Zhong did not refuse and walked to the side of the leader of the Hehuan Sect. He looked down at the latter and asked fiercely, "Fan Jianren, I want to ask you, where is the leader of my Jinsha Sect?"
The eyes of Hehuan Sect leader Fan Jianren trembled and he stammered, unable to speak.
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Chen Feng frowned and snorted.
Fan Jianren suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Chen Feng's powerful authority forced him to confess honestly: "It's in my storage ring."
Jin Zhong's face changed drastically when he heard this: "What, what did you say! Show me now!"
Fan Jianren gritted his teeth and reluctantly poured out the items in the storage ring. Inside, there were several bloody heads. One of them was the leader of the Jinsha Sect.
When Jin Zhong saw this, he felt dizzy. However, he soon calmed down. His eyes were as cold as a sword, and he said to Chen Feng: "Mr. Chen Feng, this person's life and death is in my hands, right?"
Chen Feng nodded.
"Okay! Disciples of the Jinsha Sect, listen up! Grind this old dog to ashes to pay tribute to the spirit of our sect leader in heaven!" Jin Zhong shouted, two lines of tears streaming down his face.