Chapter 73: Who made you move her

"Look at the trash behind you."
"Do you think they can protect your blood sword gate?"
"It's just wishful thinking." The master of Luosha sneered.
"Of course you can't rely on them, but you can rely on me." A thick voice slowly sounded behind everyone.
In the next moment, a dark sword glow passed through tens of thousands of people and approached Xue Luo Ji.
"Puff puff……"
With the flash of this sword light, blood soaked the earth, and hundreds of Rakshasa disciples tried their best to cover their throats, but even so, the blood was indefinitely sprayed.
In a short moment, hundreds of floating corpses were on the spot.
"It's him?"
"Is it Chu Feng?"
"How is this possible, Xu Hufa personally caught him, how could something go wrong?"
"Didn't it mean that his dantian was abolished? How could there be such a tyrannical strength?"
One sword and a hundred people, thousands of miles of blood.
Obviously, this sword also made the people of Luoshamen panic.
But at this time, the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect were very angry and morale was high. It was Xue Luoji who looked at Chu Feng in surprise, and now this man who looked like a or a demon.
"I'm late!"
"Next, I will take care of you all!" Chu Feng said softly.
As soon as the voice fell, the master of Raksha sneered, "What can you do if you are here?"
"It still saves me the trouble. You want to keep the Blood Sword Sect with such a trash? Want to keep Xue Luo Ji?"
"wishful thinking,"
Chu Feng shook his head slightly, and murmured, "Human, even if you can't see what your situation is!"
When the words fell, an invisible sword qi burst out, imaginary and real, difficult to detect.
For a time, it seemed that the real void had already turned into a sword formation.
Naturally, Xue Luo Ji couldn't let go of such an opportunity, her figure flashed, and she disappeared into the night, and the red-practice soft sword in her hand was like a poisonous snake, suddenly approaching behind the master of Rakshasa.
"No!" Chu Feng scolded anxiously.
However, everything has long been a foregone conclusion. The steel spear in the hands of the master of the Rakshasa gate is stirred, and an invisible whirlwind is formed in his own state. If it is the previous Blood Falling Ji, I am afraid there is still room to face.
But the current Xue Luoji was already seriously injured, and was stirred by such a violent wind, the whole figure suddenly flew out.
The blood in his mouth spurted out wildly, and his originally pale face became pale to the extreme.
The graceful figure was also drenched in blood.
"Who made you move her?" A trace of coldness flashed in Chu Feng's cold eyes, and his hostility grew spontaneously.
The long sword in his hand shook slightly, his figure resembling a ghost, a sword pierced out, and the dark sword aura carried endless sharp light.
In a moment, it became full of the entire hall, with sword energy vertical and horizontal, and it was difficult to check the reality.
The dazzling light is like the stars in the night sky, and the falling blood sways like a river.
What Jianfeng pointed to, and looked at everything.
Seeing this, the master of the Rakshasa gate suddenly became embarrassed to the extreme, strongly supporting the invading sword energy in his body.
The steel gun in his hand condenses an invisible barrier in the void.
That extremely sharp sword light was more than three feet away from the master of the Rakshasa gate, so you could not enter it.
"Bang, bang, bang..." A sound of golden and iron humming suddenly sounded.
Jian Mang's original sword mang was somewhat emptiness, but at this time it was hit directly into powder and disappeared into the void.
Chu Feng's eyes condensed coldly, his figure resembling a ghost, quickly retreating.