Chapter 4012: The catastrophe of the Jinfeng family

At this time, Qifengxing was going through a battle, but it should be said that it was a massacre.

A mysterious man covered in black robe, single-handedly fought with a dozen Rongyuan elders of the Jinfeng tribe with a single sword. This man made no sound, but killed people. Every sword was amazingly powerful, Rongyuan senior elder. He couldn't take a sword, and almost every sword fell, one Rong Yuan elder was cut down.

Only Feng Qingyou, Feng Nantian's four Rongyuan Great Perfection powerhouses can withstand one or two blows, but they are all injured, and they have reached their limit after taking a few swords.

Feng Nantian was covered in blood, his breastplate had been cut, and the blood was bleeding out of Gugu. He stood in front of Feng Qingyou and said in a focused voice:

"Patriarch, quickly use Jin Ling to recruit Feng Zu, we can't stop the enemy if she doesn't come out!"

Feng Qingyou said with an iron face:

"Feng Zu is reluctant to make a move. He had a gap with us last time. He used money to make it unwilling to obey the call!"

"Does the heavens kill our Jinfeng clan?"

A Rongyuan Great Perfection powerhouse wailed in grief and indignation.

"Who are you, why do you want to slaughter my Jinfeng clan!"

Feng Qingyou held the sword and shouted at the mysterious black robe man again.

The black robe man didn't even answer, with a cold snort, a sword cut out, and a sword gang cut straight to the five people, and the five Feng Qingyou hurriedly tried to resist.

boom!

With a roar, the energy attacked by the five people was shattered, and the five people flew out. The people spewed blood in the air, and then they fell to the ground.

"It's over, the Jinfeng clan is over!"

Feng Qingyou pressed her hand on her chest, and the blood had already stained her chest. She looked at the mess in front of her, and her eyes were dark.

At this time, the starry sky was already in a mess, a large number of warships turned into wreckage and floated in the starry sky, and one of the black warships with a huge bow stopped quietly on the starry sky.

Meng Zhan sat on the bridge command chair and looked at the returned picture blankly, but he was extremely shocked. This mysterious man was really strong, and he was alone in the ancient strong Jinfeng clan. The corpses of the Jinfeng clan who were killed were all over the field.

However, he was not sympathetic, the Jinfeng clan was too overbearing, and they were not allowed to enter the Fengming Domain, and they were forced to expel them. This time it is not crazy!

These ancient races should have been cleaned up a long time ago, and even dared to look down on his identity. After today, I am afraid that the Jinfeng clan will be removed, and Meng Zhan actually feels happy in his heart.

At this time, in Fengyan Mountain, Feng Zu hid herself in the deep magma and did not dare to show it. Her eyes were terrified and her body was trembling.

"The catastrophe is another catastrophe. What happened to this star field, how could there be so many catastrophes, is it going to change, and another catastrophe is about to happen? No, I can't go out, absolutely can't let the other party discover , I'm almost recovering, this time is my chance, maybe it can impact the catastrophe, I can't be buried with the Jinfeng clan!"

Feng Zu has a long life and has lived for countless years. He has witnessed a catastrophe in the star realm. It was the end of the world, the tomb of living creatures. He was so terrible that he could survive only by increasing his strength. Now he can no longer care. Go to the Jinfeng clan.

With wisdom, there will be selfishness. Feng Zu, who has cultivated for countless years, does the same. He only wants to live for himself now, rather than hiding in the flame lava.

The mysterious black-robed man carried his sword and walked towards Feng Qingyou step by step. The footsteps seemed like the steps of the **** of death were pushing in little by little, and a strong breath of death rose in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, Feng Nantian stood in front of Feng Qingyou, and he said in a focused tone:

"Qingyou, go quickly, find the ancestor of Guwu, let her avenge us!"

As he said, he suddenly shook his sword and rushed towards the mysterious black-robed man. His eyes were full of anger and determination, and he roared:

"Go to death! Fengming Jiutianwu!"

With a sword cut out, the sky full of swords flashed, like a golden phoenix dancing in nine days, the dazzling colors reflected the sky, which was extremely beautiful.

"Nan Tian come back soon!"

Feng Qingyou's expression changed, and she screamed.

Facing the Jian Gang cut out by Feng Nantian, there was no expression in the eyes of the mysterious person, and he cut out with a sword.

boom!

The sky roared, the sky full of swords shattered, and Feng Nantian flew out with a scream, blood spraying into the sky.

Feng Qingyou stared at the blood flying in the sky, and she was completely stunned, and she woke up suddenly only when the blood splashed on her face, and suddenly yelled:

"No, Nan Tian!"