“Go away, Jun Tuo’s son. Don’t disturb us while we watch the saint-slaughtering battle!”
Evolvers from all over the universe objected. They told Ouyang Feng to get out of the way of the camera and quickly move aside.
Although there were many people filming now, the signal was intermittent. It was simply unable to satisfy the people’s desire to explore in the Sea of stars. They all wanted to watch an intense battle in detail.
On the battlefield, Chu Feng held the reincarnation blade dripping blood in his left hand and the purple-gold bamboo in his right. He was like a ferocious ancient tiger that had come into being. His killing intent towered into the sky and he didn’t want to let any of them go.
Now, he was holding the blade and chasing after that skinny ancient saint of the corpse race. He chopped wildly along the way and wanted nothing more than to immediately exterminate the old fellow.