C93 Death of the bloody sword

"You have some brains. I originally planned to subdue you and make you my own."

At this critical moment of life and death, Wan Pingting's voice rang beside Cheng Feng's ears: "But now it seems that you won't have that blessing anymore!"

With that said, peng, the rope binding Wan Pingting suddenly snapped.

Immediately after, the Little Girl who was initially sealed by Cheng Feng jumped up and flew towards the other side of the battlefield.

"As expected … You really have a backup plan! "

Cheng Feng seemed to have already expected Wan Pingting's sudden outburst.

He seemed to have already predicted that her seal on Wan Pingting would be of no use, but he had been silently enduring it, in order to let Wan Pingting take the initiative.

And at this very moment, following the Blood Sword Young Master forcing Cheng Feng into a desperate strait, Wan Pingting finally revealed her true face.

"Since you are already in my hands, then there is no way for you to escape."

"Stay here for me!"

In this life or death situation, Cheng Feng's final trump card finally exploded forth. The amplification type's Second Layer explosively exploded forth, immediately causing Cheng Feng's overall strength, on top of his original foundation, to skyrocket by no less than three times!

A strength increase of three times, what sort of concept was that?

People who had never experienced it could not even imagine such a thing!

Whoosh …

Following the sudden increase in his strength, Cheng Feng's speed became shockingly fast.

Everyone only heard the sound of his clothes tearing through the air, and then they saw that the Little Girl that jumped out from Cheng Feng's back was already in Cheng Feng's hands.

Not only that, after Cheng Feng finished capturing Little Girl, he turned around and went back to the place he was standing just now. Only then did the Blood Sword Young Master's blood-red sword break his black clothes.

However, how could the current Cheng Feng be struck by Blood Sword Young Master's longsword?

Xiu Xiu! * Cheng Feng turned around twice in a row, and then arrived at the left side of the Blood Sword Young Master.

Immediately after, the hand raised and the blade fell, cutting off Blood Sword Young Master's head that carried an expression of shock!

Silence. At this moment, the place was deathly silent!

Everyone present, had their eyes opened wide, staring straight at Cheng Feng.

"This is …" "Really?"

"That A Teenager In Black Clothes Cheng Feng, did he really kill the Blood God Cult's official disciple, the Blood Sword Young Master?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! This must be an illusion! My eyes must be blurring!"

After the deathly silence, a thunder-like debate sounded out, and almost 90% of the people did not believe that Cheng Feng had killed Blood Sword Young Master.

However, when they rubbed their eyes and carefully looked again, they realized that this was the truth!

Cheng Feng had indeed killed the Blood Sword Young Master, without any forgery!

"Holy shit, this is actually real, Cheng Feng actually killed Blood Sword Young Master!"

"How did he do it?" You have to understand that Cheng Feng only has Middle Rank, but his strength has increased explosively by so much! "

"It should be some kind of top grade martial skill that can instantly raise the strength of the Martial Cultivator."

"So that's how it is, no wonder Cheng Feng was so brave just now!"

At this time, Tuoba Tao held the two gigantic Blood Axes in his hands, with the other half of the Blood Axe man's head tied to his waist, he rushed forward.

"What do you think? I thought you were going to die."

"You can rest assured, I, Cheng Feng will not die that easily!"

Cheng Feng replied with a smile, and then took out the two meter long blood sword from Blood Sword Young Master's hands, as well as the three year old boy tied to his waist.

The Blood Sword Young Master's blood sword was not just any ordinary weapon. It was most likely a Ares-Class level weapon.

As for the three year old boy, he was a Holy Embryos that was refined by the Blood Sword Young Master.

"Junior brother Cheng Feng, this is great, you actually killed the Blood Sword Young Master."

At this time, Xiao Bieli and the others who were surrounding and killing the Blood Sword Young Master woke up from their shock, and walked over: "You should know that even amongst all the official disciples of the Blood God Cult, this Blood Sword Young Master is still a famous person, and is said to be able to make it into the top one hundred."

"Only in the top 100?" Hearing these words, Cheng Feng's heart was not at ease.

One had to know, if it was a one on one fight, even Su Feiyang, who was known as the number one person in the younger generation in Knife Tower, might not be a match for the Blood Sword Young Master.

But amongst the official disciples of Blood God Cult, such a talent would only be in the top one hundred.

From this, it could be seen just how powerful the Blood God Cult was!

"Hmph, they are only killing Blood Sword Young Master who has run out of strength, what is there to flatter?"

Suddenly, an extremely ear-piercing voice sounded: "If it was a Blood Sword Young Master at its peak, even if there were ten of you, it would still be hard for you to escape death!"

"Heh, I, Cheng Feng, am indeed incompetent, and unable to defeat Blood Sword Young Master at my peak state."

When Cheng Feng saw this, he realized that the person with the foul-smelling mouth was Su Feiyang and frowned immediately. "However, this fellow who thought he was the best in the world was not even able to kill Blood Sword Young Master, who was at the end of his tether."

"Isn't this telling us that that fellow is done for?" If I were that person, I would have committed suicide long ago.

"Cheng Feng, you …" Su Feiyang originally wanted to mock Cheng Feng, but his words made his so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.

"Oh, that's right. Someone seemed to have competed with Senior-Apprentice Brother Xiao Xiao Bieli in gambling, saying that whoever kills all the official Blood God Cult disciples within the Blacksmith'S Hall first wins.

Cheng Feng looked at Su Feiyang, and jokingly said: "This time when we attack Blacksmith'S Hall, it seems like only Senior-Apprentice Brother Xiao has killed an official disciple of Blood God Cult, as for a certain person, he is empty-handed!"

"If that's the case, I think that there's no need to elaborate further on the outcome of the battle!"

"Heh, luckily Junior Brother Cheng woke up, otherwise I would have forgotten." As Xiao Bieli said that, he looked at Su Feiyang with ridicule.

"Cheng Feng, don't try to force your way through."

After Su Feiyang heard Cheng Feng's words, his expression immediately turned anxious. "The bet with Xiao Bieli, who kills all the official Blood God Cult disciples inside the Blacksmith'S Hall first, is' killing them all ', understand?"

"He, Xiao Bieli, only killed one person, how can that be considered as him winning against me?"

"Heh, Su Feiyang, do you think it's interesting for you to invert right and wrong like this?"

Cheng Feng pressed on step by step: "A loss is a loss, if you are going to bite off more than you can chew, could it be that you cannot afford to lose?"

Cheng Feng's question resonated with many of the people present.

But to Su Feiyang, this resonance was not inferior to a heavy bomb, causing his face to suddenly turn green, and he almost vomited blood.

"Hmph, Cheng Feng, the reason why you poured water on me was because you wanted to shift your focus."

As the first person on Knife Tower 371, Su Feiyang wasn't an ordinary person after all. Quickly after, he calmed down and retaliated, "This time, you borrowed all of our strength and only got the heads of two official Blood God Cult disciples. Isn't this a little too much?"

"Well, we have to hand over the head and split it equally!"

Vicious, Su Feiyang's retaliation this time was extremely vicious and seasoned.

One had to know, that the reason the Martial Cultivator s had come to the Tie Yi Lane, wasn't it because of the heads of the Blood God Cult disciples.

Currently, Cheng Feng had monopolized two heads of official disciples of the Blood God Cult, the number of people who coveted it was simply innumerable.

That was why when Su Feiyang instigated them, many of the Martial Cultivator s were moved!

"What a sharp tongue, he actually wants to encourage everyone to come deal with me."

Cheng Feng saw through Su Feiyang's thoughts immediately: "But before that, we better think about how to preserve our lives!"

"What do you mean?" Su Feiyang asked.

But Cheng Feng did not answer, and instead looked towards the Little Girl who was being pinched by him like a dragon bone from his spine.