The Sword Saint's disciples were also killed

In less than a moment, the figure quietly approached Chu Feng's room, lying outside Chu Feng's door, investigating Chu Feng's situation.

He thought that his breath was well hidden and not discovered by anyone, but he didn't know that he was discovered by Chu Feng as soon as he entered the door.

Chu Feng snorted coldly and said, "Since you are here, please come in, don't stand outside."

The man's eyes widened when he heard it, holding his breath and standing outside the door motionless. He thought Chu Feng was deceiving him and didn't believe that Chu Feng really discovered him.

"What? You dare not come in while lying at the door? You dare to trespass into my Beiliang Palace with this little courage?"

Chu Feng's voice sounded again from the room, full of disdain.

"Humph!"

The man saw that he could not hide any more, and he couldn't help but snorted angrily and pushed the door open directly.

As soon as he entered the room, the candles in the room were lit by Chu Feng. Chu Feng sat on the stool and looked at him with murderous intent.

"I didn't expect you to be so alert that you actually noticed me," the man holding a dagger said coldly to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked at the man wearing a black nightgown and a mask, and couldn't help asking: "Tell me, who sent you here? Tell me the person behind the scenes, and I can let you die more easily."

"You are about to die, and you still talk so much nonsense? It's really ridiculous!"

The man in black snorted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and then rushed towards Chu Feng without hesitation, with the dagger in his hand shining coldly, stabbing straight at Chu Feng's throat.

He came here to kill Chu Feng this time, so naturally he would not waste time talking to Chu Feng, and he would fight quickly and decisively. After all, this is the Beiliang Palace, so as to avoid complications.

However, Chu Feng was not afraid of his attack at all, and he did not avoid it, watching him approach.

Just when he thought Chu Feng was frightened by his strength and was about to succeed and kill Chu Feng in one blow, Chu Feng moved.

Chu Feng stretched out his hand in an instant, and moved as fast as lightning, directly grasping his wrist holding the dagger. At this moment, the dagger was only one centimeter away from Chu Feng's throat. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get any closer.

"How is it possible?"

The man in black was shocked and looked at Chu Feng in shock. He never expected that Chu Feng would have such great strength.

You know, he has the strength of the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, and he has never failed to assassinate people below the Xiantian Realm. How could Chu Feng block his full-strength attack?

Chu Feng exerted force on his hand, and only heard a "click". The wrist of the man in black holding the dagger was crushed on the spot.

"Ah!"

The man in black screamed, and the dagger in his hand instantly fell to the ground, and the whole person looked at Chu Feng in horror.

At this moment, he realized how terrifying Chu Feng's power was. He was no match for Chu Feng at all. If he wanted to survive, he could only cut off his arm to survive.

However, just when he was about to remove his arm and turn around to escape, Chu Feng did not give him this opportunity at all.

Chu Feng raised his hand and punched him in the dantian. With one punch, the man's dantian was shattered on the spot.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the man's mouth, and then the whole person instantly knelt in front of Chu Feng, holding his stomach in pain, his face as pale as paper.

The man was completely desperate at this moment. It was impossible to escape. If he wanted to survive, he could only ask Chu Feng to show mercy and let him go.

"Tell me, who sent you to kill me?"

Chu Feng sat on the stool, looking at the man in black kneeling in front of him, and asked coldly.

"It was the third prince."

The man in black did not dare to hide it in order to survive, and quickly confessed the third prince.

"Chu Xiaoyun?"

Chu Feng frowned upon hearing this, and then asked, "Then was Chu Xiaoyun also responsible for the massacre of my Beiliang Palace?"

"Then I really don't know. I just came here to kill you on orders," the man in black said, holding back the pain.

"What else do you know?" Chu Feng picked up the dagger, put it on the man's neck, and asked coldly.

"I really don't know the rest," the man was so scared that he trembled all over, and begged for mercy, "I'm really just a killer sent by the third prince. I don't know anything about the massacre of the Beiliang Palace, and I don't have the strength to do it."

"Then you can die."

Chu Feng exerted force on his hand, and without hesitation, he slashed the man's neck with a dagger, then picked up the man's clothes and threw the man's body into the yard like throwing away garbage.

Chu Feng knew that Chu Xiaoyun didn't have the means and strength to destroy the Beiliang Palace. The man in black didn't lie, and the man behind the scenes was not him.

But Chu Xiaoyun has been put on Chu Feng's must-kill list for daring to send someone to kill him.

Chu Feng came to the courtyard and said loudly: "Since you are here, don't hide your head and show your tail."

When he just killed the man in black, Chu Feng had already noticed that someone had sneaked into the courtyard. This person's aura was much stronger than the man in black.

"Your strength is completely beyond my expectations, but this is good, you are worthy of my sword," a voice sounded from the dark, and then a figure walked out of the dark and came to Chu Feng.

The man was not masked, nor wearing night clothes, but wearing a white dress. Obviously, this person has absolute confidence in his strength and is not afraid of exposing his identity.

"Who are you? I don't think I have seen you before."

Chu Feng looked at the man in front of him with some doubts.

"Because everyone who has seen me is dead," the man held the sword at his waist, stared at Chu Feng, and said coldly: "Remember, the one who killed you is Li Xing, the future sword master of the Great Chu."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he rushed straight to Chu Feng and slashed with a sword. The sword body was shining with cold light, and there was a violent fluctuation of spiritual power on it. The cold light suddenly appeared in the courtyard, as if a flash of lightning passed.

"Six Styles of Collapse of Mountains!"

When Chu Feng saw Li Xing's sword, he immediately recognized his moves. It was the Six Styles of Collapse of Mountains that his grandfather was best at when he was alive, and it was also Li Bing's best move.

Six Styles of Collapse of Mountains, open and close, if you don't make a move, it's fine. Once you make a move, it will kill the opponent in seconds with the force of a landslide.

"Your sword is too weak."

Chu Feng snorted with disdain, then clenched his fist and blasted towards Li Xing's sword.

"Dang!"

There was only a huge metal collision sound, which was the sound of Chu Feng's fist and Li Xing's sword colliding.

Chu Feng, who possessed the body of a blue dragon, had an extremely hard body at this moment. Ordinary swords and knives could not hurt him at all, so he was naturally not afraid of Li Xing's sword.

Not only that, Chu Feng's punch was full of power. Li Xing only felt a huge force coming, and the powerful impact instantly shook him out.

"What!"

Li Xing took a breath of cold air when he saw this, and looked at Chu Feng in shock. He originally wanted to say that Chu Feng was arrogant and dared to look down on him, but he never expected that Chu Feng's punch would have such a huge power.

This power was so strong that Li Xing's arm was numb, and his tiger's mouth was instantly cracked. He couldn't even hold the sword in his hand and flew out.

Before Li Xing could stabilize his body and recover from the shock, Chu Feng had already rushed up and punched Li Xing in the chest.

Li Xing's chest was smashed into it, and the whole person instantly lay on the ground with his eyes blank, losing the power to resist.

Li Xing was hit hard at this moment. His master once said that he was invincible under the Xiantian realm, but facing Chu Feng in the Juqi realm, he couldn't even take a punch. How could the gap be so big! How is this possible?

Chu Feng came to Li Xing, lowered his head, looked at Li Xing with murderous intent and asked: "Is Li Bing still alive? Who is he to you? Where is he?"

"How do you know my master is still alive?" Li Xing blurted out subconsciously.

"It seems that he is really alive," Chu Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth and asked coldly, "Tell me, where is he now? Tell me and I will give you a quick death."

"My master is the Sword Saint of Great Chu, and I am the disciple of the Sword Saint. Do you dare to kill me?" Li Xing threatened in a fierce voice, "If you kill me, my master will never let you go."

"What if you are the disciple of the Sword Saint? Kill him!"

Chu Feng curled his lips in disdain, and then stepped down without hesitation, breaking Li Xing's neck directly.