Just as many people in the martial arts world were hesitating, someone suddenly shouted in the crowd:

"It's right. Chen Feng wants to commit crimes in front of us, unscrupulously, and he will not take the heroes present seriously. If he lets him go wild, how can we face when others ask? He will definitely be ridiculed by the world and cannot raise his head!"

"This is the best in the world. The martial arts he learned must be a unique skill of magic. He is now isolated and helpless. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Why not take this person and force him to ask about his martial arts?"

"This person's evil deeds are a great trouble for the court. If this person can be eliminated, he will be in front of him."

For a moment, many voices rang out in the crowd, and they were condemned one side, as if organized.

Hearing these words, some people in the martial arts world changed their faces and were a little moved.

Luo Zhen was excited and guessed that it was a disguised imperial deceased fanning the fire, and immediately bowed to everyone:

"There are rules in the world. Chen Feng is in a rebellious manner and his ambition is a devil who is not born in the world. I would like to ask all heroes to help us and eliminate this harm to the martial arts world!"

The leader of the Vajra Sect also echoed loudly: "Yes, when this villain is killed, our sect will accept disciples. Those who are interested can enter the wall of our sect."

Seeing this, other major sects expressed their opinions one after another.

After hearing this, some people in the world thought that people were more confident, so they immediately put their hearts on, pulled out their weapons, and responded loudly:

"Don't worry, seniors, I will not stand by and let him make a fuss!

Zhou Jing glanced at the excited crowd and guessed that someone was leading the rhythm.

After a careful observation, he found that most of the people who were told were young and energetic people in the martial arts world, while some older fried dough sticks were shrank back silently.

Some young gangsters who still yearn for and fantasize about the great sect are easily instigated by empty checks as guns to please the great sects. However, some old gangsters understand that they are not in the same interest camp as the great sects. They work hard to work hard for others, and in the end they can only get some leftovers from others. Sometimes they don’t even have substantial benefits and can only get a few thin spots.

Zhou Jing withdrew his gaze, looked at the various sects, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you don't cry until you see the coffin, and you want to pay the debt to the end?"

Luo Zhen frowned: "Zhaizhu Chen, do you really want to do your own thing and be enemies of the world?"

"If you only have a few martial arts sects, you can speak arrogantly, which means that the people of the world are all? It is useless to say more, and you can see the truth under your hands!"

After saying that, Zhou Jing started his attacks and headed straight for all the troops.

"kill!"

All sent people to greet each other.

In an instant, shouts of killing rose into the sky, and countless people from the rivers and lakes rushed forward, and the water bandits took a defensive force to resist, and the field suddenly turned into a chaos.

Several masters of the great sect rushed forward and attacked Zhou Jing together. The sword light shield was aimed at his major key points, feeling that they could force the other party to resist and avoid.

However, Zhou Jing did not dodge or avoid, and swept his gun.

The iron gun rod emitted a heavy wind whistling, waving a black light in an arc at a dazzling speed.

Slap sex!

Before several masters could react, their waists suddenly felt ache, and then they turned numb. They felt their vision suddenly rise, as if they were rising into the air.

They all looked down and were stunned to find their lower bodies left in place, swelling blood like a fountain.

With one shot, they were all cut into two pieces in half!

"Ahhhh!"

A shrill scream suddenly broke out.

Zhou Jing let blood splatter all over his body, strides constantly, as if he had entered a state of no one. His shooting skills were very different from the exquisite style he had when he was fighting just now, and he became a big opening and closing.

With the blessing of the powerful force, the lethality has increased by several times!

The iron plate dragon spear swept across and slanted, and all the people turned into meat paste, without any enemy!

Layered crowds of people rushed up, and Zhou Jing rushed left and right among them, like a meat grinder, and his body shattered under his gun!

Such a fierce scene immediately shocked everyone present, and was extremely frightened, and the footsteps that rushed up subconsciously stopped.

Many people were only frightened and realized that when they were fighting with others just now, Chen Feng was focusing on his efforts, and he was not the real person he was!

Now the appearance of sweeping away the troops in blood is the real "demon of the world"!

"Kill him!"

Luo Zhen and other leaders of various sects felt cold and shouted anxiously, but their bodies were quite honest and did not dare to get close.

Lin Song had expected that he would let the disciples of Wushan Sect wander around the periphery and act like a show, without the intention of going up to siege.

He had been with Chen Feng for a while. If he had known how strong this man was, he had no intention of hitting a stone with an egg. He believed that afterwards, his disciples would be glad to escape, and thus support the wise decision of the head of his sect.

"After today, the martial arts world may be greatly damaged. If my Wushan Sect can protect more disciples, it will be a blessing in disguise..."

Lin Song's face was subtle.

A bloody storm broke out in the field, with broken limbs and broken arms flying all over the sky, and even a few corpses could not be found.

Zhou Jing rushed in the sea of ​​people. His characteristics of [long-lasting endurance] and [quick air return] made him look like he was tireless, killing everyone to death.

Gradually, some people in the world stopped because of fear and retreated. No matter how much the masters of various sects shouted, they didn't want to go up and die in vain.

Many old martial arts worlds who had no intention of getting involved at the beginning were secretly glad that they did not take action.

Not long after, all the people in the martial arts world retreated to the side and watched, and only the disciples of various sects were left fighting on the battlefield.

They were a mess of sand that each fought for, and had no morale at all. Seeing Chen Feng so fiercely, they were quickly frightened to stop the battle.

Soon, the field was full of corpses, the land became muddy and dark red, and it was hard to tell whether it was flesh or soil that was trampled on. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Zhou Jing was covered in blood, stood with his gun in his arms, expressionless, but his face was covered with blood, and he looked like Shura.

In front of him, all the surviving troops were scared. Some were slumped on the ground, some were shrunk into a ball, holding weapons tremblingly.

The people around the world were stunned and pinched their arms hard, unable to believe that there were such terrifying people in the world.

It is easy to slaughter a large number of experts in the martial arts world, and you can still stroll in the garden at this time... Isn't this really a demon?

Can people practice martial arts to this level?!

Zhou Jing strode forward, and the disciples of various sects retreated together, staring at him in great horror.

He tore off a piece of barely clean clothing from the body, wiped off the minced meat and bone chips stained on the gun, and spoke:

"You have these few people left without killing me, but you can't play with me all day. Can you be willing to accept the loss now?"

"You devil! Even if you kill us all, we will never insult the ancestors and give you the secrets of the sect!"

Some elders were afraid and angry and shouted loudly.

The people around him were so scared that they were thunderous. They hurriedly grabbed the elder and stopped him from urging him.

It’s already this time, so don’t shout. What if that devil takes it seriously?

You are tired of living when you are old, but we still want to live!

Those tough and loyal people rushed to the front and almost died. Now the surviving disciples of various sects are scrambling behind when they fight, and most of them are those who care more about their lives.

The heads of various sects were alive, and their faces were sad at this time, and their losses were extremely painful.

"Thief! We're fighting with you!" The leader of the Vajra Sect shouted angrily.

"If we hand over the secret book, what are we going to meet our ancestors?" The head of Zixiao Palace was heartbroken.

Many disciples looked at their heads in horror, with begging all over their faces.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jing said expressionlessly:

"If you want to die, I will fulfill your wishes. But since you are lying to the debt, I can only go to your sect in the future, take away the secret book by myself, and remove your sect from the list."

After the words came, the heads of various sects were shocked and angry, but they did not dare to shout anymore, for fear that they would be serious.

If one's own sect is destroyed, he will be even more ashamed of his ancestors and will have no room for anything.

Luo Zhen was even more panicked. Other sects were at other places and had time to prepare, but their Nanhua Sect Taoist sect was here, so Chen Feng could come to the door just by turning his head.

At this moment, Lin Song suddenly stepped out of the crowd, turned to look at the heads of various sects, and said in a deep voice:

"Dear seniors, I have a word to persuade you."

Everyone was stunned and looked at him one after another.

"What are the great opinions of Sect Lin?" Luo Zhen asked patiently.

Lin Song glanced at Chen Feng quickly, cleared his throat, and spoke seriously to all factions:

"As the saying goes, keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Now we are in the life and death. We should make it our best to protect the sect and hand over the secret book to save the lives of the disciples. If you lose people, people and land will be lost. If you lose people, people and land will be lost. Although secret book is precious, disciples are the foundation for the survival of the sect. Our Wushan Sect also encountered this problem at the beginning. It was precisely because we were concerned about the lives of the disciples that we endured humiliation and handed over the secret book... Otherwise, the Wushan Sect has disappeared now."

Upon hearing this, the surviving disciples of various sects cast gratitude eyes at Lin Song.

Finally someone came out to say something fair and considered it for them!

In order to save those advanced secrets that they may not be qualified to practice, they will save their lives in vain. That is something that only disciples who have been disciplined by the sect and become loyal to them are willing to do. They are not happy!

Zhou Jing unexpectedly glanced at Lin Song, thought for a while, and spoke:

"Yes, I wanted to get rid of the Wushan Sect at the beginning, but they cooperated to hand over the secret book, so I let them go. After all, I don't care whether to kill or not. As long as you are willing to accept the loss, follow me to visit the water village and write down your secret book, you can leave on your own afterwards."

Hearing these words, the heads of various sects fell into hesitation, but subconsciously felt relieved.

They are in a difficult situation, and now someone has finally come out to hand over the steps...

After the war between heaven and man, the heads of various sects made a decision.
To be continued...