My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Chapter 1097

"This is the leader!"

"He is the pride of our Chiyang Clan. He has never been defeated in his entire life."

"Hasn't he always fought a battle he wasn't sure of winning?"

"How could he lose? How could he lose?"

And if you lose, you lose your life.

Even the faith of the entire Chiyang tribe was shaken.

As confident as the Chiyang tribe was before, they are now as frightened and helpless.

The whole world seemed to have lost all its colors and became completely dark.

Feng Aotian glanced indifferently at the corpse that had been defeated in his hands, without any ripples in his heart.

At his level, killing such trash is really something that brings no sense of accomplishment.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to the other members of the Chiyang tribe.

A person who died in his hands is not worthy of attracting too much of his attention. One glance is already the limit. Any more glances would be a waste of the rest of his life.

The rest is his goal.

At this time, when the top leaders of the Chiyang clan faced Feng Aotian again, they no longer had the previous contempt and casualness.

Instead, there was a look of complexity and fear.

The Great Elder clasped his hands towards Feng Aotian and said bitterly, "Senior, you won this decisive battle!"

"According to the rules of the Chiyang Clan, since you have won the battle, we should not embarrass you any further."

"You guys, let's go!"

"Walk?"

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and was amused by his attitude.

"Of course I will leave, but not now. I will leave after I get rid of this bunch of scum."

Talking time!

He took action again.

This move is a killing move.

A bloody massacre took place at the scene.

These people had evil intentions and wanted to steal the master's flying boat, and even spoke rudely to the master.

How can killing one person offset the anger in his heart?

No matter how many people jump out, there will naturally be as many people buried with them.

Under Feng Aotian's suppression, no one could match him.

Soon, there was a bloody massacre and screams at the scene.

"Senior, according to the rules, you and the leader must fight to the death, and you cannot attack us again!"

The Great Elder was horrified.

No one expected that Feng Aotian would kill after winning the decisive battle.

While begging for mercy, he scolded: "Your behavior is very immoral."

Facing the accusations from the Great Elder, Feng Aotian just sneered.

"rule?"

"Whose rules?"

"In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak, and only the strong can make the rules."

"What the hell, you're the kind of person who's talking about morality with me?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the other person's neck. With a slight force, the elder exploded into a bloody mist.

This scene frightened the few survivors so much that they were almost scared to death.

At this moment, they felt endless regret in their hearts.

If I had known earlier, I would have listened to the advice of the Seventh Elder and first tested the other party's strength before making a long-term plan.

They never imagined that what they thought was an opportunity bestowed by the totem would actually become a disaster that would take their lives.

If I had been more careful before, I wouldn't have ended up like this!

At this time, their hearts were filled with endless regret.

I regret it so much.

However, Feng Aotian soon helped them solve their problems.

When the person is gone, all the worries will naturally disappear as well.

In just half an incense stick of time, all the high-ranking members of the Chiyang Clan were killed.

Feng Aotian alone destroyed the entire team.

Zhao Yu looked at Feng Aotian who was showing his mighty power.

I felt a little moved.

He was still struggling with when he should appear.

But now it seems that his worries were completely unnecessary.