Chapter 82: You are not worthy

"This... is this our blood swordsmanship? Why don't I look like it!"
"This sword technique is illusory, but it has an endless killing intent."
"This is too scary, right? Elder Chu turned out to be so strong?"
Everyone at the Blood Sword Gate opened their mouths in a daze for a while.
But they didn't notice, their eyes were full of fanaticism and worship.
That is the worship of the weak for the strong, and that is the fanatical trust of the weak for the strong.
Seeing the children of the Xiao family running around, everyone suddenly took action, like cutting melons and vegetables, like a of death harvesting the lives of these people.
"Brothers, fight with them, the master will avenge us!"
"Anyway, it's all dead, if you don't feel weak, just make it a bit!"
Looking for the reputation, a trace of killing intent flashed in Chu Feng's cold eyes, and he sneered: "If you want to die? Then I will fulfill you!"
As soon as the voice fell, the sword light like water, with a little blood stain, disappeared into the sky.
Just one sword, slaughtered a hundred people...
Some people even have time to do it in the future, and their heads have already fallen to the ground.
Many Xiao family disciples no longer flee, but threw their weapons on the ground one after another, slowly kneeling on the ground, one, two, one hundred, two hundred...
"We are willing to disarm and surrender, we are willing to enter the blood sword gate!"
"I hope Elder Chu will spare his life!"
"Elder Chu, spare your life!"
Everyone shouted loudly.
In the entire Xiao family, no one can afford the weapon in his hand.
Because they all know that the young man in front of them is a demon, a complete demon.
In the world of demons, he has no room to survive at all?
"Join the Blood Sword Sect?" Chu Feng frowned and sneered.
With these few wastes, want to join the Blood Sword Sect?
Why do you want them? Turn off the battle? Or eat rice?
"You are not worthy!" Chu Feng sneered, and immediately gestured at the person next to him. For a time, the sword was everywhere, and blood was flowing!
Chu Feng looked at what happened in front of him indifferently, as if he was looking at a masterpiece, his eyes were full of smiles.
This is the world of immortals, and if you want to cultivate immortals, you naturally need a lot of resources.
The easiest and most direct way is to destroy the door.
The resources of a small school will definitely be enough for yourself for several years!
As the so-called murder let go of the golden belt, so Chu Feng had no guilt for what he did.
On the contrary, this kind of killing is performed almost every day in the world of cultivating immortals, for the sake of cultivation techniques? Martial arts? Xianshu? Pill?
So if you want to live in such a world, you can only be more ruthless than others and make them fearful.
Here is a world respected by the strong, and the moment of death is staged,
Weakness is the most direct original sin!
The air was filled with the smell of blood that could not dissipate for a long time, and the flowing blood soaked Chu Feng's boots.
Withered bones piled up into a hill, thousands of people died in this battle without gunpowder!
Not long after, it was the Xiao family, and there was no one else except the people at the Blood Sword Sect.
No one survived in the Xiao family of Nuo Da.
And the culprit of all this was walking in this courtyard full of blood, and eyes flashed with coldness that ordinary people couldn't compare, a group of cold colors without any emotion.
"Elder Chu, there is a treasure house underground in the Xiao family. We...Should we..." one of the Blood Sword Sect disciples asked weakly.
"Do you want?"
"Do you think we spent so much effort just to destroy a little Xiao family?"