469: C469 Luan Indestructible

C469 Luan Indestructible

"Leave this person here, you all can scram." The eight blood-red figures stared at Gu Feng, their eyes flashing with greed. He was like a starving ghost who had been starved for more than half a year and had finally seen delicious food.

Whoosh.

Shui Qianrou and Feng Qingyang backed off with tacit understanding. Of course, among the five people, there was one who backed off, and that was Zhuo Chengping. He couldn't wait for Gu Feng to die, so how could he help him?

"Aren't you guys being too unreasonable? You actually ran away when you met with danger." Gu Feng stared hatefully at Shui Qianrou and Feng Qingyang and said, "How careless of you to be friends."

"Hehe, they're looking for you. We'll just watch from the side. If they really kill you, then we'll take revenge for you when the time comes." Feng Qingyang chuckled and said casually.

Wu Yingying, who was standing at the side, also frowned slightly. A powerful aura emanated from her body. Wu Yingying's eyes were like lightning as she stared at the eight blood colored figures with a grave expression on her face.

"Gu Feng, I'll help you deal with them." Wu Yingying said.

"You're the one who's reliable." Gu Feng smiled at Wu Yingying. He didn't seem to be surrounded at all. After pausing for a moment, a smile appeared on Gu Feng's face. He walked in front of Wu Yingying and said, "However, these guys are not a threat to me. Just like the two of them, you can just watch from the side. "

"Watching a show?" Wu Yingying looked at Gu Feng in confusion. In front of them were eight Martial Cultivator of the third level of the Soul Forging, moreover, they were all almost at the third level of the Soul Forging. She didn't deny that Gu Feng was very powerful, but facing these eight people, he might not even have a chance of winning.

"Kid, you're very arrogant." The domineering figure that seemed to be the leader slowly walked out as he looked at Gu Feng with disdain. Although Gu Feng's aura was tyrannical, and was even grander than other people's, the fluctuation of his spirit energy was only at the second level of the Soul Forging. Even if his bloodline power was terrifying, it was obviously impossible for him to fight against all eight of them alone.

"Arrogant?" Gu Feng's eyes narrowed and the corner of his mouth twitched. He said with a faint smile on his face, "Arrogant people, of course they have the right to be arrogant."

As soon as Gu Feng finished his sentence, the imposing aura rose once more. There was a loud whistling sound, and the entire space was filled with the sound of the explosion.

"Roar!"

Ape stared at the eight people in front of him with his beastly eyes as he let out a low growl. The fur on his body shimmered with a black luster as he glared viciously at the eight people.

"Ape, relax. These are just trash. They can't hurt me." Gu Feng turned around and said to Ape.

Under Gu Feng's comforting, Ape also quieted down. He had been by Gu Feng's side the longest. Of course, he knew that if he wasn't completely confident, Gu Feng would never be so arrogant.

"Brat, you talk too much nonsense. Die!" A low shout rang out, and a blood-red light suddenly appeared. A blood-red light broke through space, and instantly appeared in front of him. That was a young Martial Cultivator, with an incomparably ice-cold expression. His eyes were scarlet red, and did not contain the slightest bit of emotion. The sickly fair palm was wrapped in a blood-red spiritual energy as it pierced towards Gu Feng's chest.

His arm was like a knife, slashing through the air and bringing with it an incomparably sharp aura.

"F * ck off." Gu Feng shouted and pressed his palm against the young man's head. Although this palm didn't emit any spiritual energy fluctuations, it carried an extremely oppressive force. When the wind from his palm blew past, it was like a Wind Blade, piercing the young man's skin. A trace of fear flashed across the youth's stiff face. His feet touched the ground as he quickly retreated.

However, how could Gu Feng let go of this opportunity to beat the dog to death? A black and white light flashed under his feet, displaying extreme speed. He instantly appeared in front of the young man in blood-red clothes, a palm imprint appearing on his chest.

A terrifying energy rushed into his body. The light in the eyes of the youth dimmed, and his complexion turned deathly pale.

Puff.

That surge of energy was incomparably terrifying, directly causing the young man to spit out a mouthful of blood.

All of this happened in an instant. Even if the blood-clothed Martial Cultivator had wanted to save him, it would have been impossible. As they looked at the youth lying on the ground, heavily injured, their eyes filled with a solemn light.

"Only this little bit of strength?" Gu Feng spoke indifferently, making the faces of the Martial Cultivator s of the Blood Devouring Spirit Palace flash with anger.

"He attacked me with everything he had. This guy is a little strange." Within the Spirit Devouring Blood Palace, the expression of the person in the lead changed. His expression changed and he growled.

At this moment, he couldn't be bothered to fight one on one. With the combat power Gu Feng displayed, each and every one of them was courting death. As long as he could kill Gu Feng, regardless of what tricks he used, he would use it. As long as they killed Gu Feng and swallowed his bloodline power, then their powers would be at its peak, and at that time, no one in the Purgatory Tower would be a match for them.

"Blood Refinement Formation, use Blood Refinement Formation and refine him." The leading blood-clothed Martial Cultivator's eyes flashed with a crazy light as he spoke.

The faces of the remaining six Martial Cultivator from the Blood Devouring Spirit Palace darkened as they nodded. Blood Refinement Formation was extremely terrifying. It was capable of refining flesh and blood into coagulation medicine, and if used by a few Martial Cultivator at the ninth level of the Soul Forging, it could even trap an expert who had just entered the Soul Condensation realm.

Furthermore, if the person setting up the formation was powerful enough, it could instantly refine all living creatures in this world. However, in the hands of these seven people, who knew what examples they would use.

The other six figures moved after the leader's voice sounded out, before they rushed out. With him at the center, a mysterious array was formed. Scarlet rays of light bloomed as mysterious patterns appeared under their feet and interweaved with each other.2

"How despicable, to actually have seven Martial Cultivator of the third level of the Soul Forging working together against a youth of the second level of the Soul Forging. If word of this spreads, wouldn't they be afraid of weakening the reputation of your Blood Devouring Spirit Palace?" The mocking voice could be heard as quite a few figures rapidly approached from afar.

It was obvious that the commotion here had alarmed the other forces stationed here. Since the atmosphere here was so strong, they naturally could not ignore it. They all came over to check the situation.

"Who dares to spout such nonsense." The face of the Martial Cultivator from the Blood Devouring Spirit Palace flashed with a vulture light as he stared at the crowd and spoke.

"Your grandfather, of course." A burly Black Cloaked Youth walked out from the crowd and looked at the people from the Blood Refinement Sect with disdain.

"Luan Bumie." Looking at the sturdy Black Cloaked Youth, the face of the Martial Cultivator from the Blood Devouring Spirit Palace sank.

"Luan Bumie, I never thought that this fellow would also be here." Feng Qingyang looked at Black Cloaked Youth as a grave expression flashed across his face. It was obvious that this person was an extraordinary figure.

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