"Then I'll destroy the Song Family today and go after Song Yuanwen!!!"

Chu Qingge's eyes radiated with a chilling murderous intent, she shouted coldly.

"The person you want to deal with is me, it has nothing to do with the Song Family!!!"

Just as Chu Qingge was about to make a move to annihilate the Song Family.

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Chu Qingge quickly turned around to see Song Yuanwen appearing there.

"Are you Song Yuanwen?"

Chu Qingge looked at Song Yuanwen coldly.

"That's right!!!"

"Who are you?"

Song Yuanwen stared coldly at Chu Qingge.

"I am Chu Feng's aunt."

"You forced Xiao Feng to lose an arm."

"Today, I will make your life a living hell!!!"

Chu Qingge's eyes shot out an intense and terrifying murderous intent as she stared at Song Yuanwen.

A towering murderous aura erupted from her body, enveloping Song Yuanwen on the spot.

Song Yuanwen's face changed, his expression turned very ugly.

Even the stooped old man beside him had a solemn expression, eyes filled with shock as he looked at Chu Qingge.

"Chu Feng crippled himself, so he brought his elders, huh?"

"Son of the Mad Dragon, that's all!!!"

A trace of contempt flashed in Song Yuanwen's eyes, he snorted coldly.

A deep, penetrating cold light shot from his eyes.

An invisible aura exploded from his body.

Unexpectedly, it resisted Chu Qingge's terrifying murderous release.

Seeing this, a flash of surprise crossed Chu Qingge's eyes as she looked at Song Yuanwen.

"You're not worthy of saying that, you used such despicable means to make Xiao Feng lose an arm."

"You're simply disgracing your father Emperor Song Qing."

"Back then, at least your father dared to fight my elder brother honorably."

"Now his son has fallen to using such despicable, shameless methods, not even daring to fight honorably."

Chu Qingge sneered.

"This only proves Chu Feng's foolishness."

"History will only remember the final victor, regardless of the means used."

"If you want to kill me today, so be it."

"Anyway, I have all the women and subordinates around Chu Feng to accompany me in death!!!"

Song Yuanwen looked at Chu Qingge fearlessly.

"I actually don't want to kill you now."

"Because I know that the one who wants to kill you the most is Xiao Feng, and he will do it honorably."

Chu Qingge said coldly and left directly.

"Hmph, a cripple wants to kill me?"

At this time, Song Yuanwen snorted disdainfully.

"Grandfather, are you alright?"

Song Yuanwen then quickly came to Old Sir Song's side.

"I'm fine, you made the son of the Chu Family lose an arm?"

Old Sir Song said.

"Yes, I said I would make him suffer a slow and painful death."

"I will make him a cripple first, then kill him with my own hands!!!"

A cold light flickered in Song Yuanwen's eyes.

"Young Master, that woman's strength is powerful, she may have already reached the level of a Martial Arts Immortal!!!"

The old man accompanying Song Yuanwen stepped forward solemnly and said.

"It seems there are quite a few strong people in the Chu Family!!!"

Song Yuanwen sneered.

"Yuanwen, the Son of the Mad Dragon is not to be feared."

"The truly terrifying one is the Chu Family, this family is unfathomable."

"Back then, your father already said that the Chu Family's origins are absolutely extraordinary."

"You saw just now that Chu Qingge, her strength is likely at the level of a Martial Arts Immortal."

"I'm afraid the Chu Family Master is even more formidable, you must be careful!!!"

Old Sir Song cautioned Song Yuanwen.

"Don't worry, grandfather, I not only want to kill Chu Feng."

"It won't be long before I send the entire Chu Family to hell."

"By then, the Song Family will be the number one family in Hua Country!!!"

Song Yuanwen's eyes shone with ambition and desire.

North, Sword Casting Manor.

In a hall.

Cheng Gu and manor owner Liu Jian had also learned about the events at Ten Thousand Hidden Mountain.

"Chu Feng actually severed his own arm, this... isn't it?"

Liu Jian's expression grew tense, his gaze flickering.

"I'll leave things here to you, I must pay a visit to Ten Thousand Hidden Mountain!!!"

Cheng Gu stood up and said directly.

"Ancestor, now that Chu Feng he..."

Liu Jian stood up and looked at Cheng Gu and said.

"I know what you mean, but you must remember."

"Our Sword Casting Manor is honorable, having already pledged loyalty to him."

"No matter what happens, there should be no other thoughts."

"Sword Casting Manor allows no traitors, understand?"

Cheng Gu looked at Liu Jian coldly and said, walking out directly.

Watching Cheng Gu's departing figure, Liu Jian's gaze tightened.

...

While Hua Country was shaken by Chu Feng and the Mad Dragon Hall.

In the Western World, at Demon Prison Headquarters in Demon Town.

The battle between Demon Prison and the Church's 100,000 followers had been raging for a full ten hours.

In these ten hours, all Demon Prison members and 100,000 Church followers engaged in a mad slaughter.

Both sides pressed forward without retreat.

An unprecedented bloody battle was birthed here.

In ten hours, more than half of Demon Prison's members were casualties.

The death toll exceeded one-third of all Demon Prison members, with thousands seriously injured.

Less than three thousand could still fight effectively in Demon Prison.

Among them were elite troops trained by various great Demon Kings.

Demon Prison suffered heavy losses this time.

After all, they were up against 100,000 fanatics with powerful beliefs.

Yet, their achievements were that they massacred 80,000 out of the Church's 100,000 followers, leaving only 20,000.

In ten hours, Demon Prison wiped out 80,000 people, a terrifying number.

In the current global atmosphere,

The death of 80,000 people is an astronomical number, unimaginable!!!

The corpses of these 80,000 piled up, blocking Demon Town.

Corpses stacked into small mountains.

The entire Demon Town was covered with bodies and severed limbs.

Blood dyed the entire Demon Town red, forming rivers of blood.

The air was filled with the indescribable scent of blood.

The whole space was stained red.

A thick blood mist hovered in the air.

This place had truly become an Asura Battlefield.

If an ordinary person were to see this, they would likely be scared into unconsciousness on the spot.

Exchanging the lives of three to four thousand people for 80,000 lives.

Demon Prison's battle can only be described as shocking!!!

If word spread, the entire world would be shaken.

At this time, only two of the Church's Five Great Holy Knight Elders remained, all Nine Holy Knight Commanders slain.

The remaining 20,000 were mostly wounded to different extents.

They watched Demon Prison members while panting heavily.

On Demon Prison's side, all the wounded were carried away.

Only three thousand elite members who could still fight stood here.

Each one held a weapon, looking at the Church's people with eyes filled with determination.

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