Tyrant War God - Chapter 3977

Immediately, the two palms of the eternal night Saint condensed into a dark claw in front of him, as if he were going to crack the sky and take chenshaofeng’s chest.

Chen Shaofeng did not dodge, but continued to urge the power of chaos infinite real yuan, and continued to bombard the chest of the eternal night saint.

The two figures crisscrossed by, making a loud sound.

“Bang!”

A deafening roar came suddenly.

A huge bloody claw appeared in front of chenshaofeng, as if it was about to tear the sky.

“Ha ha, chenshaofeng, you are still too young. Even if you have the seven peaks of the holy Kingdom, what can you do? You are not my opponent after all. I can kill you with a slap!” Seeing that his attack had hurt chenshaofeng, Yongye sage couldn’t help laughing.

At this time, the smile on the face of the eternal night Saint disappeared in an instant. Instead, there was a strong color of fear: he never thought that his move did not kill chenshaofeng.

Chenshaofeng still stood where he was, without any change, but some blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He did not pay attention to the eternal night saint, but raised his right hand to the other party’s heart and gently touched it.

A blood whirlpool was generated out of thin air, enveloping chenshaofeng’s body. His whole body seemed to be wrapped, and he could not see any of his existence.

“Ah…”

The scream of the eternal night Saint suddenly sounded.

A huge hole appeared in his right arm, which was the result of blood being sucked into the blood color vortex.

His eyes showed a deep color of panic. What kind of monster is this boy? He has the power to devour people’s hearts and minds.

He did not dare to hesitate any more, and immediately turned and ran away to the distance.

“Want to run? Late!” Chen Shao gave a cold snort, stepped on the ground with his feet, and with the help of the rebound force, his body was like an arrow leaving the string, chasing after the escaping immortal.

“You bastard, stop this holy master. Otherwise, my Yongye family will die with you!” The Saint Yongye was scared to death when he saw Chen Shaofeng coming.

However, chenshaofeng didn’t care about him at all. His speed was still increasing instead of decreasing. In the blink of an eye, he came to him and stretched his hand to his forehead.

“Don’t kill me! I am willing to be your servant, and I will be loyal to you!”

Seeing this, Yongye Saint hurried to beg Chen Shaofeng.

He had no regard for his dignity or his arrogant self-esteem, because he knew that the devil chenshaofeng would definitely kill himself.

Chenshaofeng didn’t respond, and his palm continued to reach out to the eternal night saint’s forehead.

“No!”

“Ah…”

The eternal night Saint screamed with pain. He knew his fate was about to die.

“Yongye holy master, I advise you to be obedient and arrest yourself. You can’t escape.”

At this moment, the voices of the other two people came from a distance.

When Chen Shao heard about his reputation, he saw two young men in gold in the void not far away from the eternal night saint. Their strength had reached the level of the early stage of the double kingdom of the holy kingdom. The dozens of saints in the holy Kingdom behind them were also the early stage of the Holy Kingdom, and even the middle stage of the holy kingdom.

They are the bodyguards of the eternal night saint.

Seeing that Chen Shaofeng had not given up chasing him, the holy master of Yongye turned his eyes to the people around him, and was in a hurry.

He quickly shouted, “save me, save me. If I have any problems, my family will not let you go!”

Although his words were very big, several people around him heard him but sneered: his eternal night holy statue was in their hearts and had already died.

They only have Chen Shaofeng in mind.

At this time, Chen Shaofeng had stabbed his claw into the forehead of the eternal night saint.

“Ah!”

The immortal night sent out a bleak cry, and his eyes were full of fear: he did not expect that his body, which he was most proud of, was so fragile under the attack of the other party that he could not resist.

“Chenshaofeng, kill me. I would rather die than be your servant!”

In his heart, he had a desire to die. In his mind, he saw that after his death, his father, Yongye holy king, retaliated for the family’s revenge.

“You die? You want to die. How can it be so easy?” Chenshaofeng sneered at the speech.

The eternal night Saint saw the other side’s face, showing a mocking color. His heart was full of anger and sadness. He knew that he was completely defeated. He was completely defeated. He was defeated in the hands of a young man younger than him and in his most proud body.

“My Yongye aristocratic family will never let you go. My father Yongye holy king will never let you go! My people will never let you go!” The eternal night Saint shouted madly.

“The eternal night family?” Chenshaofeng raised his eyebrows.

“You have said this three times, but I still live well. If you don’t believe me, ask your father to see if he dares to kill me!”

After chenshaofeng’s words fell, his wrist shook slightly, and the power of the blood whirlpool in his hand poured into the forehead of the eternal night Saint again.

“Don’t kill me…”

The holy master of the eternal night hissed in despair, and severe pain came from his forehead, which made him take a breath of cold air. However, he still didn’t give up resistance and was unwilling to struggle.

Chenshaofeng could not help laughing at the painful expression of Yongye holy master. He felt very happy: This is the end of your annoying me.

“You don’t have to struggle. This will only make you more miserable. Now I have injected the power of magical blood into your flesh and blood, and you will suffer unbearable pain. I want you to feel despair slowly, and let you taste the life in the world is better than death!”

“My Yongye family will not let you go. Yongye holy master, even if I can’t kill you today, one day, you will encounter something more painful than now. At that time, you will definitely die in your own hands!” Chen Shaofeng sneered.

The body of the eternal night saint has been completely shrouded by the power of the blood whirlpool in chenshaofeng’s hands. This terrible power is eroding his body constantly, making his skin and muscles fester, and blood dripping out along the broken wound.

“Ah… I will never let you go if Yongye holy master is a ghost. Chen Shaofeng, if you kill me, my Yongye family will not forgive you!” The eternal night blessed one uttered a voice of despair.

Chenshaofeng didn’t answer Yongye Shengzun and ended him directly!

Looking at the dead eternal night saint, there was no wave in his heart!

……

At this moment, Yongye family!