Ning Jue's brain was likely turned to mush after hearing that; he couldn't even walk two steps before taking a big tumble.
He wasn't originally a character in the original work, so being able to show his face here was considered his good fortune.
So, swoosh, Chu Feng arrived before him like a fast-moving blur.
Plucking a few bamboo leaves from nearby using his qi, he then extended his leg beneath Ning Jue's chest, using force to toss him into the air.
With a heavy flying kick aimed toward the Sect Master's Main Hall, he simultaneously shot out those few bamboo leaves from his right hand.
Along the way, Ning Jue knocked down five artificial rockeries and ten courtyard walls, but his body remained straight and his trajectory unwavering.
Boom!
He came to a stop on the front main beam of the Sect Master's Main Hall, the sound of his bones cracking echoing out as blood gushed out freely.
Only then did Ning Fengzhi appear; he had arrived just in time, yet he was still too slow, only able to see Ning Jue's state of death.
At the same time, an expression of astonishment appeared on his face because he saw that seven bamboo leaves had pinned Ning Jue to the main beam, perfectly still.
This chilled him to the bone; compared to this, the Pagoda Piercer hidden weapon secret technique that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had recently acquired was practically a toy.
Yet these were just ordinary bamboo leaves, and not even a trace of spirit power had been used; how did he do it?
There was more? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? How?
Ning Fengzhi abruptly shifted his gaze forward, and his face instantly became as pale as an ice cellar as he stared blankly at the massive sea of red stretched out before him.
Blood bloomed in full color, and the sounds of wailing never ceased.
Who was slaughtering the Sect? And so mercilessly, almost indiscriminately.
Ning Fengzhi's rage reached its absolute peak; his hair became completely disheveled after his spirit power was stimulated, and his light armor even split apart.
He had already spotted the figure in the distance that he must kill; it was him!
Meanwhile, Chu Feng, Devil Bear Douluo, and Heavenly Wind Douluo were weaving through the sea of corpses.
Devil Bear's face had already stiffened like a block of wood; he probably understood now what kind of mood Ghost and Chrysanthemum were in when they returned to Spirit Hall.
With this kind of ability and damage, the destruction of Heaven Dou wasn't just possible—it would be effortless.
Just look; regardless of their status or rank, or how proud they had been before, everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was now lying here.
Scattered everywhere in piles and heaps, the corpses were left carelessly like sacks, heartless and cold.
This was Chu Feng's handiwork, the result they had seen with their own eyes; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had been completely washed in blood.
"This... how are we supposed to report back to His Holiness the Pope?"
Heavenly Wind Douluo was feigning calmness, but his lips were trembling as he spoke.
He truly hadn't expected the Hall Master to look so ordinary, yet be like the King of Hell passing through a market when it came to slaughter.
"We treated them with courtesy, but they didn't accept our reply, so they deserve their deaths. That's how we'll explain it."
Chu Feng continued to speak indifferently; this time, Devil Bear and Heavenly Wind responded by nodding frantically, adding sincere words of praise.
They knew very well that for one person to wipe out dozens of high-level Spirit Masters in an instant was a level of strength that couldn't be deduced simply by rank.
"The Hall Master is brilliant. Then next, we..."
Devil Bear Douluo had completely submitted; he had no choice but to be convinced. In his heart, even High Priest Qian Daoliu was nothing more than this.
"Of course, we'll meet School Master Ning. After all, he was the one who invited us."
Chu Feng had naturally spotted Ning Fengzhi long ago, but he wanted to probe his depths further.
Using Ning Jue's death to provoke him would be much more interesting; it was a pity that Ning Rongrong, the eldest young lady of the Glazed Tile School, wasn't here.
Otherwise, today's harvest would likely have been even greater.
"You scoundrels from Spirit Hall, you still dare to step forward!"
"Give me back my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! I want you to pay with your lives!"
"Kill them! Sect Master, we must have revenge!"
To his surprise, Ning Fengzhi still had several Inner Sect Disciples with him; their rage was soaring, and they were in a state of complete madness.
However, Ning Fengzhi wasn't that reckless; he stepped forward with an extremely solemn expression and questioned, "Why must your Spirit Hall insist on driving our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to its destruction?"
"Wasn't it you who invited us? And then those disciples of yours were disrespectful, so I had no choice."
Chu Feng's smile remained composed, but Heavenly Wind, standing beside him, felt a wave of chills.
"Wasn't the grudge regarding Sword Elder and Bone Elder caused by your Spirit Hall?" one Inner Sect Disciple shouted.
Chu Feng shook his head; these people were truly obstinate.
"The Heaven Dou Imperial Family is rotten to the core; those who reap where they have not sown deserve to be killed."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School hoards wealth while the poor suffer; they also deserve to be killed."
"You are all a nest of vipers; you deserve to be killed even more."
These three sentences were like thunderclaps ringing in their ears. Devil Bear and Heavenly Wind felt as if a door to a new World had opened, and their souls were being baptized.
But the Inner Sect Disciples felt only annoyance upon hearing this and began to rebut.
"Is your Spirit Hall so righteous then? Why should trash Spirit Masters occupy the best resources?"
"Exactly! In our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, every member is from a noble and distinguished family. Do lower-class people even deserve to be among us?"
"And your Spirit Hall's indiscriminate killing spree is an act of disrespect toward God and Heaven's will."
What glib-tongued eloquence, what sharp-witted speech, yet the entire argument was filled with twisted logic and lacked any reasoning.
Ning Fengzhi followed up immediately, saying, "If you surrender without a fight, perhaps you might still receive God's protection in Heaven. If you persist, I will certainly demand justice for the thousands of fallen souls of the Glazed Tile School."
As he spoke, he released nine spirit rings one after another; it seemed that using one's aura as a facade was the trendy way to speak now.
Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red, red!
Devil Bear Douluo's legs went completely weak from shock. What had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School done to not only break through their limits but also soar in power so rapidly?
A spirit ring configuration of three red and six black—what did this mean? It directly shattered the record for the highest existence ever seen on the continent.
One must know that even Qian Daoliu only had a single red spirit ring, and he was one of the three great super Douluo; even he was only at that level.
Yet Ning Fengzhi now actually had three red rings, and they might even have been taken from Spirit Beasts over 100,000 years old.
Devil Bear Douluo felt a sudden impulse to defect and surrender; what kind of terrifying changes had the Douluo Continent been undergoing recently?
Had the era where Titled Douluo are worth less than dogs truly arrived?
Heavenly Wind Douluo had lost all trace of a smile and was on the verge of tears; he had fought for his black spirit rings with his life, yet now three red spirit rings were right before his eyes.
Why had they killed those Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples just now? Wasn't this just adding another debt of death on their path to hell?
Devil Bear Douluo patted Chu Feng's shoulder and remarked, "Hall Master, no matter how hard we work, it's impossible to surpass him."
"You shall remain in my Sect today; I will certainly make you pay back your blood debt in blood."
Ning Fengzhi's voice was like a bell, faintly revealing a hint of divine force.
The Inner Sect Disciples were instantly incensed and revealed their own spirit rings; their murderous intent had completely lost the grace of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
In that case, Chu Feng wouldn't be polite either.
Boom, boom, boom!
Crimson light emerged ring by ring from beneath his feet.
Every ring resonated with the power of shaking the mountains and rivers.
Every ring displayed the momentum of the sun and moon revolving around him.
Until nine rings!
Nine layers of red spirit rings!
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