I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

The moment the words left his mouth, Chu Feng moved.

Instead of helping any battlefield, he charged alone, wielding his broken sword, towards the largest barbarian army!

"Kill him!"

The barbarian warriors snapped out of their shock and, seeing the young man charging towards them alone, their eyes gleamed with bloodlust as they roared and charged forward.

An even bloodier massacre was about to unfold.

Chu Feng's figure moved like a ghost through the barbarian army.

He didn't use any fancy moves, just the simplest and most direct chopping, slashing, stabbing, and thrusting.

But every sword strike inevitably takes away a precious life.

His sword is too fast!

The sword was so fast that the barbarian warriors couldn't even see its trajectory before they felt a chill on their necks and lost consciousness.

puff!puff!puff!

Wherever Chu Feng passed, heads rolled and blood flowed like rivers.

He seemed not to be a person, but a tireless machine born solely for killing.

The broken sword in his hand, which was originally rusted and stained, underwent a strange change.

Each time it kills someone, a faint, almost imperceptible crimson light will appear on the sword.

As more and more people were killed, the blood-red light grew stronger and stronger. It seemed as if countless wronged souls were roaring on the sword, and an eerie yet powerful aura emanated from the sword.

The broken sword is drinking blood!

It craves blood!

Chu Feng could clearly feel streams of pure energy flowing into his body through the broken sword, replenishing his depleted true qi and even continuously strengthening his physical body and cultivation.

"This sword..."

Chu Feng's heart stirred. He could feel a strange connection between himself and the broken sword, a connection that seemed to run through blood.

kill!kill!kill!

The desire to kill and the yearning for the broken sword merged perfectly at this moment.

Chu Feng's eyes gradually turned a strange, blood-red color.

"That felt great! That felt great!"

He roared to the sky, his sword moving faster and faster. In the heat of the moment, he actually managed to cut a gap in the barbarian army's formation!

"Is this guy... a monster?"

Not far away, Shi Potian, who was fighting with experts from the Western Regions, almost popped his eyes out when he saw this scene.

He thought he was brave enough, but compared to Chu Feng, he was nothing.

"The Crown Prince..."

Even Leng Yue's perpetually icy face was filled with shock.

On the other side of the battlefield, the battle between Chu Qingge and Man Zhan also reached its climax.

Chu Qingge's swordsmanship is ethereal and graceful, like a celestial being from the heavens. Each strike is in harmony with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and is incredibly profound.

The Barbarian Warrior's fighting style is expansive and powerful, full of primal wildness and violent aesthetics; every punch seems capable of shaking mountains.

Both were top experts in the Profound Realm, and for a time neither could defeat the other.

But the warrior's heart was in turmoil.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chu Feng slaughtering his army, and for the first time, his once unwavering heart began to waver.

"How is this possible? How could such a monstrous talent emerge from the Great Qian Dynasty?"

He was utterly horrified.

Distraction is a major taboo in a duel between experts.

In the instant he was distracted, a cold glint flashed in Chu Qingge's eyes, and she seized this fleeting opportunity.

"Sword Slash!"

With a clear shout, she seemed to merge with the longsword in her hand, transforming into an extremely dazzling stream of light that pierced through the void and instantly appeared in front of Man Zhan.

This sword strike was incredibly fast, incredibly beautiful, and incredibly dangerous!

Barbarian's pupils constricted as he sensed an unprecedented threat of death.

He roared, his muscles bulged, ancient barbarian totems appeared on his skin, and he crossed his fists to protect his chest, concentrating all his power into this one point.

boom--!!!

The sword tip and the fist collided with perfect precision.

There was no earth-shattering noise, only a dull sound, like the tearing of cloth.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The next second, to everyone's astonishment, a thin bloodstain appeared on Man Zhan's fist, which was powerful enough to split rocks and shatter stone.

The bloodstains quickly spread, reaching his arms, shoulders, and even his entire body.

"No……"

Man Zhan looked down at the blood line running through his body, his eyes filled with disbelief.

puff!

Blood spurted out.

This arrogant barbarian general, a top expert in the Finger Profound Realm, was actually cleaved in two from head to toe by Chu Qingge's sword!

With the death of the barbarian warrior, the entire battlefield once again fell into an eerie silence.

All the barbarian warriors were stunned.

Their god, their faith, their invincible general, just like that... died?

"The general is dead!"

"Run!"

Someone let out a desperate roar, and at that moment, the psychological defenses of all the barbarian warriors completely collapsed. They threw down their weapons and fled in all directions like madmen.

However, would Chu Feng give them that opportunity?

"Trying to run? Did you ask the sword in my hand first?"

Chu Feng's blood-red eyes swept over the fleeing barbarians, and the broken sword in his hand emitted an excited hum.

He moved with lightning speed, like a tiger among sheep, and began a one-sided chase.

Just then, another unexpected event occurred!