Chapter 80: Don't be nosy

"I advise you better not to be nosy, so that your life can be kept longer."
As soon as the voice fell, Chu Feng disappeared in place.
A moment later, a disciple of Hu Xiaotang rushed into the door and bowed respectfully and said: "Hall Master, the group of disciples has been assembled."
"I don't know when we will leave."
set off? ? ?
If it hadn't met Chu Feng before, Hu Xiaotang would not hesitate to help the Xiao family.
But now the pressure that Chu Feng puts on him is too terrifying, plus the rumors of killing people with a sword.
Even their narrow sects were shocked in their hearts.
"What's going on?"
"We don't need to go."
Hall Master Hu Xiaotang stroked his throat, Cicada said.
"but……"
Before that disciple could finish speaking, Hall Master Hu Xiaotang directly broke his mouth and said, "Nothing!"
At the same time, the Xiao family territory.
Thousands of disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, armed with long swords and steel knives, were aura.
The peripheral disciples of the Xiao family were completely slaughtered, and for a time it was bloody, blood soaking the ground.
Thousands of human heads were placed in a tower.
At this time, Chu Feng coldly looked at what was happening in front of him.
All this is too normal, the world of cultivating immortals is a world full of killing and death.
There is a brutal killing every moment, and only killing can truly reach another peak.
This was the stronghold of the Xiao family outside Yuncheng, and it was considered a branch of the Xiao family, so it was naturally far inferior to the blood swords.
Even Chu Feng hadn't felt any interest at all, and the entire Xiao family had been slaughtered.
He has never thought that what he has done is too much. This is the case in this world. If he wants to become a strong man, he is built with countless dead bones.
"Go in." Chu Feng said flatly.
Following his order, thousands of disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect, swept through the wind and thunder, went straight to the gate of Xiao's house.
The long sword in Chu Feng's hand suddenly came out of its body, the sky-shattering sword light flashed, and the Xiaojiashan gate shattered one after another.
"Who is here to dare to hurt my Xiao family?"
At this time, in the line of the Xiao family, the head of the Xiao family, with dozens of family children, stood at the gate of the mountain, and said with a cold expression.
The long swords in everyone's hands were already drawn, and the lingering sword light shone with dazzling cold light.
"This seat, Blood Sword Sect, Chu Feng!"
At this moment, Chu Feng came slowly, his figure more like a ghost, and he was already close to an elder of the Xiao family in an instant.
Faced with the sudden appearance of Chu Feng, the elder Xiao's expression became extremely frightened. In a hurry, he raised the long sword in his hand and swung a rustle. The extremely light sword aura exploded from the common tip.
Almost every sword has an extremely fierce aura, which makes people panic.
At the same time, the Xiao family elder shouted sharply: "Junior, my Xiao family is not something you can bully!"
"Lend me a sword!"
"This... also deserves to be called swordsmanship?"
A flash of disdain flashed from the corner of Chu Feng's mouth, and he sneered.
There are tens of thousands of sword lights in the void, and the real and the virtual are constantly intertwined, making people unable to see which one is true and which one is false.
The cold light flashed, the sound of the sword ming has not been cut off, and the elder Xiao's family has exploded and died.
The swaying blood mist slowly fell, and the shocking panic reached people's hearts.