Chen Feng transmigrated into a high-tech martial world and discovered that his original self had just been tricked by a property agent into taking out a mortgage on a house.
Upon making his f...
"kill--"
With that sharp shout, the entire scene instantly descended into chaos. The six blood slaves around him, like powder kegs that had been ignited, unleashed their powerful auras.
Some of the blood slaves' hands transformed into sharp claws, gleaming with a cold light, as if capable of tearing everything apart;
Some of the blood slaves had long fangs protruding from their mouths, making them look ferocious and terrifying, sending chills down one's spine;
Some of the blood slaves grew bat wings on their backs, creating gusts of wind as they flapped their wings, like a group of demons from hell.
Yao Xueer and Han Qingzi, two originally charming and beautiful young women, have now completely changed their appearance.
Their faces were covered in blood-red lines, like hideous demons, their claws sharp as swords, gleaming with a chilling light.
Their ears stood tall, their sharp tiger teeth turned into long fangs, and they emitted low roars.
Chen Feng was startled by this sudden turn of events, but he quickly calmed down, gripped his weapon tightly, and prepared to face the attack of the blood slaves.
In this chaotic scene, Chen Feng's figure appeared exceptionally small, but his eyes were filled with determination and courage.
"Swallowing Mystic Technique!"
Chen Feng spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it carried an indescribable air of authority and power. His gaze sharpened, as if it could pierce through one's soul.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible energy surged from his body, like a surging torrent, spreading outwards at an astonishing speed.
This powerful mental force was like a giant iron hammer, smashing down on the seven people around it.
In an instant, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp, piercing sound. The seven enemies felt a blur before their eyes, and their heads felt as if they had been pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time, causing them unbearable pain.
"ah--"
Three of the ninth-rank blood slaves were the first to succumb to the terrifying mental shock, letting out a bloodcurdling scream.
They clutched their heads in agony, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.
Although these ninth-rank blood slaves were quite powerful, their souls were relatively weak, and they were completely powerless against such a fierce mental attack.
At the same time, Chen Feng did not stop what he was doing.
Suddenly, countless sharp sword energies emerged above his head, each gleaming with a cold light, chilling to the bone.
These sword energies streaked past like meteors, carrying unparalleled power, heading straight for the seven enemies.
However, the Blood God's Messenger and the other three Rank 8 Blood Slaves were highly skilled and reacted quickly.
Despite being subjected to Chen Feng's mental attack, they managed to withstand the blow with their tenacious will and profound skills, and nimbly dodged the oncoming sword energy by turning to the side.
In an instant, swords flashed and light shone brightly on the field, and a thrilling battle began...
"ah!"
With that shrill scream, the three ninth-rank blood slaves had no time to react and were pierced through by countless sharp sword energies that swept in like a tidal wave.
They collapsed to the ground in agony, emitting heart-wrenching screams as their bodies convulsed and writhed violently.
Having become blood slaves, their vitality has become exceptionally tenacious. Despite their bodies being covered in horrifying bloody holes, they still do not die immediately.
Just then, a loud bang was heard: "Boom!"
It turned out that the Blood God's messenger had finally broken free from the powerful mental attack.
He nimbly dodged Chen Feng's rapid and fierce sword attacks, and at the same time, he quickly condensed two balls of blazing blood-red flames in his hands and hurled them at Chen Feng without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, his figure moved forward rapidly like a ghost, attempting to close the distance with Chen Feng and engage in close-quarters combat.
"snort!"
Chen Feng let out a cold snort, his eyes as sharp as knives, seemingly capable of cleaving through the void. He leaned forward slightly, like a cheetah poised to pounce, ready to deliver a fatal blow to his enemy.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Feng unleashed the Devouring Mystic Technique once more, unleashing powerful energy like surging waves that swept towards the remaining Blood God Envoy and the three Rank 8 Blood Slaves.
This time, he narrowed down the scope of his attack and concentrated his forces on the enemy.
"ah--"
The three eighth-rank blood slaves let out painful howls, their bodies trembling under the powerful energy impact, like withered leaves in the wind.
Only the envoy of the seventh-rank blood slave was less affected due to his powerful strength, but his expression also became extremely solemn.
"boom--"
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen Feng shattered the blood flame attack launched by the envoy. At the same time, four swords of sword energy condensed in his hands, their blades gleaming with cold light, like the scythe of death.
With a flick of his arm, four longswords shot towards the remaining four blood slaves like lightning.
The Blood God's messenger sensed the danger and desperately dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack of the longsword.
However, the other three blood slaves were not so lucky; their bodies were pierced through the chest by longswords, and their blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground red.
Chen Feng's attacks were fluid and seamless, giving the enemy no chance to breathe. His figure moved across the battlefield, each strike carrying a fierce momentum that sent chills down the spines of those who attacked.
"Whoosh—"
With that sharp, piercing sound of air being torn apart, the Blood God's envoy looked horrified, for he realized that no matter how hard he tried to attack the person in front of him—Chen Feng—it was all in vain, like an ant trying to shake a tree!
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