Outside the manor's main hall, a blood trail led from the manor's entrance to this point.

Along the trail were bodies lying in repose.

From the manor's entrance, Chu Feng had fought his way here.

Having killed more than fifty people, Chu Feng was stained with blood.

He looked even more like a God of Kill, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty cold gleam, and the terrifying murderous intent emanating from him made one feel oppressively suffocated.

Though he was unarmed, he invoked a deep sense of fear in the dozens of Yang Mo's weapon-wielding subordinates surrounding him.

They looked at Chu Feng with eyes filled with grave shock.

They had never seen someone so fearsomely gallant.

At that moment, Yang Mo and his group appeared, escorting Luo Ling'er with a cold gaze fixed on Chu Feng.

Luo Ling'er's eyes turned to Chu Feng, taking in his current state.

Luo Ling'er's body trembled slightly, and a complex expression flickered through her eyes.

"Boy, you're young but remarkably powerful, no wonder you dared to kill my men!"

Yang Mo looked over the trail of corpses with a dark and gloomy gaze at Chu Feng.

"Let her go!"

Chu Feng glanced at Luo Ling'er and demanded with an icy voice.

Yang Mo waved his hand, and Luo Ling'er was released, immediately running toward Chu Feng.

"Are you alright?"

Chu Feng caught Luo Ling'er, asking with eyes full of concern.

"I'm fine. Do you know how dangerous it is here?"

Luo Ling'er looked at Chu Feng and said.

"I know, but I am your bodyguard, naturally I had to come!"

Chu Feng said with a faint smile.

"Boy, today I'll accommodate you, let this little girl join you on the way to the Netherworld, so you won't be lonely in Hell!"

Yang Mo's voice was icily cold as he stared at Chu Feng.

"Rest well for now, I'll take you home soon!"

Chu Feng gently patted Luo Ling'er's head as he spoke.

With a gentle pat on her back from his hand, she fell into slumber.

Chu Feng held Luo Ling'er and laid her down under a nearby tree, his gaze tenderly fixed on her.

"I've said it before, whoever bullies you shall be killed without mercy!"

"Don't worry, today these people dared to bully you, they will die!"

Chu Feng gently said to Luo Ling'er.

Then, Chu Feng's eyes turned toward Yang Mo, issuing a King Yan's judgment:

"Today, everyone here must die!"

Hearing Chu Feng's words, Yang Mo let out a cold laugh, "Boy, you're even crazier than I am. By the power of a single strike, I've killed hundreds and risen to my current position."

"As the reputed South City King of Jiangzhou, I've weathered countless storms. Do you think your words can scare me?"

"South City King, that title will cease to exist after today!"

Chu Feng said decisively, his eyes emitting a bloodthirsty cold gleam.

"Kill him! Whoever kills him gets a bounty of five hundred thousand!"

Yang Mo ordered aloud.

His words ignited the fighting spirit of his subordinates.

Money can cause ghosts to grind the mill!

The temptation of five hundred thousand was enough to drive this group mad.

One by one, casting aside their fear of Chu Feng, they armed with machetes and all charged at him.

Nearly a hundred of Yang Mo's subordinates converged here in the manor.

"Five hundred thousand, consider it your funeral expenses!"

Chu Feng's lips curled up into a bloodthirsty smirk.

Bang!

Crack!

A subordinate swung his machete, aiming for Chu Feng, who then threw a punch.

He shattered the machete on the spot, the blade's tip sent flying.

Chu Feng caught it in a swift move and slashed forward.

Splat!

In an instant, a jet of blood sprayed from the guy's throat.

His eyes bulging, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

What followed was a massacre.

Chu Feng turned into a devil from Hell, unleashing a bloody slaughter.

Yang Mo's elite subordinates, armed as they were, couldn't withstand Chu Feng's killing spree.

Chu Feng became like an entire battle machine.

All parts of his body had turned into deadly weapons.

Fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, legs!!

Chu Feng displayed the full combat potential of every part of his body, unleashing their strongest fighting power.

All of it seemed natural, as if born out of it.

As if Chu Feng had honed his skills amidst countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

One after another, Yang Mo's subordinates fell at Chu Feng's feet.

Blood was scattered in the air, and the air was filled with a thick scent of blood.

The entire estate seemed to have turned into a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, giving off a chilling sensation.

Seeing this, Yang Mo's expression started to shift from relaxed to solemn, and finally to grave.

Ten minutes!!!

Just ten minutes!

All of Yang Mo's hundreds of elite subordinates had met their tragic deaths at the hands of Chu Feng, each one dying a wretched death.

And Chu Feng didn't have a single scratch on him!

Only his clothes were dyed red with blood, and his face smeared with the blood of these people.

He looked like a true God of Kill.

"Alright, you can use that 500,000 to buy them coffins now!"

"And by the way, buy one for yourself as well!"

Chu Feng's bloodthirsty gaze swept toward Yang Mo.

Those terrifying eyes caused a slight tremor in Yang Mo's heart, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Boy, it seems I really did underestimate you; I didn't expect you to be so strong!"

"But you're still going to die today!"

Yang Mo coldly spat out, clearly indicating he had a trump card yet to be revealed.

"Double Eagle!"

Yang Mo shouted fiercely.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two black figures, like diving eagles, shot toward this location.

They appeared in front of Chu Feng in an instant.

These two individuals were clad in black robes, with cold, grim faces.

Their fingers were curved like talons, dark and covered with calluses, resembling a pair of Eagle Claws.

"These two are the strongest among my subordinates, the Double Eagle. A pair of Eagle Claw Skills can break gold and shatter stones."

"And their favorite thing to do is to carve out the hearts of their enemies and eat them!"

Yang Mo watched Chu Feng and sneered.

Chu Feng glanced at the Double Eagle and let out a bloodthirsty smile.

"Kill him!"

At Yang Mo's command, the Double Eagle lunged at Chu Feng with extreme speed.

Their hands, transformed into Eagle Claws, contained terrifying Power, reaching for Chu Feng's body.

Their Eagle Claws were incredibly sharp. With one strike,

even the void seemed to feel as if it were being torn apart, hissing as they cut through the air.

Watching the two men's attack,

Chu Feng did not strike back; he just swayed his body slightly and dodged their assault.

Bang! Bang!

And the Eagle Claws of these two directly landed on a half-human-high Giant Stone behind Chu Feng.

The stone shattered instantly.

They shattered a Giant Stone with just a pair of hands.

One could imagine how terrifying their claws would be if they landed on a human body!

"Power integrated into the body, the beginnings of Gang Power!"

"So these two have reached the strength of Gang Power Martial Artists!"

Chu Feng looked at them and chuckled softly.

"Boy, good eyesight; you knew they were Gang Power Martial Artists!"

Yang Mo sneered at Chu Feng.

"Rip out his heart for me!"

Yang Mo ordered coldly.

The Double Eagle charged at Chu Feng once more, attacking from both sides.

Their sharp Eagle Claws reached viciously for his chest.

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