C4411 It Was like the Mountains Were Collapsing and the Earth Was Cracking
"Well, if you want to die, don't blame me for being cruel!"
"Everyone, attack him together and kill him!"
One of the cultivators shouted coldly, and his eyes flashed with greed.
His body suddenly swelled up and became unusually burly. A tyrannical aura was emitted from his body and it was as heavy as a mountain!
"Brat, I want to see what other moves you have!" The devil cultivator furiously roared as he suddenly stepped forward!
His foot stepped on the ground, creating a huge pit. It emitted a rumbling sound, as if an earthquake was approaching. It was extremely terrifying!
At this moment, Chen Shaofeng had already disappeared from where he was and instantly appeared beside the Demon Cultivator.
His palm casually slapped towards the Demon Cultivator's back.
Bang!
Chen Shaofeng's palm just happened to touch the back of the Demon Cultivator. With a muffled sound, the Demon Cultivator's body shot backwards like a cannonball.
Puchi!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out.
After the Demon Cultivator was sent flying, he fell to the ground with a bang, creating a huge crater.
The rest of the Demon Cultivators were stunned.
Chen Shaofeng was actually able to take his attack with his bare hands. It was simply too shocking.
Seeing that, Chen Shaofeng sneered: "You bunch of trash, don't you have any stronger attacks?"
With that, Chen Shaofeng rushed towards another Demon Cultivator.
Chen Shaofeng's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he threw out five punches in a row.
Five explosions sounded out, and the chests of the five cultivators caved in. Their bodies were like kites with their strings cut as they flew out and heavily crashed into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The cultivator laid on the ground, his entire body in unbearable pain.
However, Chen Shaofeng did not stop his attacks. His Fist Arts was extremely strange and tricky. Every time he punched out with the Fist Arts, it would contain a terrifying force that would directly shatter the heart of a Demon Cultivator.
In just a dozen seconds, six Demon Cultivators were all killed into pieces.
The remaining twenty or so demonic cultivators panicked when they saw this and quickly retreated, wanting to escape.
However, how could Chen Shaofeng give them a chance!
He waved his arms, like a tiger's claws, and instantly grabbed the throats of two people.
"You bunch of trash, you still want to run away? Why don't you ask around who I am, and you still dare to snatch my things! Today, I will let you know what it means that there is always someone better than you!"
Chen Shaofeng's eyes were bloodshot, and his killing intent was revealed. It was as if he had turned into a devil, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws as he rushed in all directions.
Seeing that, the Demonic Cultivators became even more terrified. As they retreated, they frantically dodged far away.
Chen Shaofeng's figure flashed across the air, instantly catching up to the two demonic cultivators, and threw a punch.
Puchi!
The foreheads of the two Demonic Cultivators split open at the same time, and blood gushed out.
Their corpses fell to the ground, turning into a pile of meat paste.
This scene caused the other cultivators to exclaim repeatedly.
Chen Shaofeng glanced coldly at all the Demonic Cultivators and said coldly: "Do you still want to escape?"
The faces of the twenty-three Demonic Cultivators were extremely pale, and their bodies were trembling.
"Chen Shaofeng, I admit that we were wrong before! We are willing to submit to you! Please let us go! "
The devil cultivator could no longer endure the fear and despair. He knelt on the ground and cried.
"Humph! It's too late!"
Chen Shaofeng's voice was extremely cold, like the devil's voice from the abyss of the nine hells, causing everyone's souls to tremble.
After that, Chen Shaofeng's figure flashed and disappeared from where he stood. In the next moment, when he reappeared, he was already in front of a Demonic Cultivator.
The Demonic Cultivator felt an extremely terrifying force pressing down from the top of his head, making it difficult for him to breathe. He even felt suffocated.
He looked up and saw an arm as thick as an arm, seven to eight meters long, and five centimeters wide descending from the sky, fiercely slapping his head.
He wanted to dodge, but his body was as stiff as a rock, unable to move at all.
His body could only watch helplessly as the arm fiercely whipped his head.
Bang!
A muffled sound rang out, and the demon cultivator's head instantly exploded. A bloody mist spread out, turning into a scarlet world.
Chen Shaofeng turned his body and pounced towards the other Demon Cultivator.
His speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of the other person.
Bang!
Another muffled sound rang out, and the head of the other Demonic Cultivator exploded.
"Spare me, please spare me!"
"I'm willing to submit to you and forever be loyal to you!"
...
The remaining Demonic Cultivators were scared out of their wits, and they hurriedly wailed.
"What I hate the most is when others threaten me!" Chen Shaofeng's voice was cold and ruthless.
He raised his hand and grabbed the neck of a Demonic Cultivator, twisting it fiercely.
Crack!
The sound of bones breaking could be heard.
All of this happened in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, four people had fallen!
When the other Demonic Cultivators saw this, they were so scared that they almost wet their pants!1
They did not expect Chen Shaofeng's strength to be so terrifying.
"I am willing to submit to you, I am willing to serve you!"
"I am also willing, please spare me!"
"Young Master Chen, spare me, I am willing to pledge my loyalty to you, I am willing to pledge my loyalty to you forever!"
...
The remaining Demonic Cultivators all knelt in front of Chen Shaofeng and begged loudly.
They were all overlords of their own region, and had never suffered such humiliation before. At this moment, they all wished that they could tear Chen Shaofeng into pieces.
"Hmph, if you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?" Chen Shaofeng's face revealed a cold smile: "Now, who still wants to escape?"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the cultivators shook their heads, indicating that they didn't want to.
"Very good, you guys are very sensible!" Chen Shaofeng nodded his head in satisfaction.
When the Demonic Cultivators heard this, they all heaved a sigh of relief, and the fear in their hearts dissipated quite a bit.
At this moment, an ear-piercing sound of something breaking through the air could be heard as figures quickly approached the place.
It was the black-robed youth that they had just defeated.
There was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "Chen Shaofeng, from the looks of it, you seem to be a little carried away by your success!"
"Hehe, I was indeed getting carried away by my success! However, who do you think you are? You actually dare to meddle in my business? Don't you know what it means to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit? "Chen Shaofeng looked at the young man in front of him and the corner of his mouth raised, revealing a mocking expression.
"What did you say?!" When the black-robed youth heard this, his expression changed slightly as he said coldly: "You dare to insult me? Do you know what you're doing?"
"What I said is right!" Chen Shaofeng sneered.
He looked around and said, "What else do you guys want to say? If not, just obediently surrender!"
Chapter 45 - The Hand of God
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