"Looking for death!"

  At this sight, Chu Fengs face suddenly changed greatly, becoming extremely cold. He looked up at the sky and let out a long roar, his body shooting out bolt after bolt of lightning.

  Lightning snakes surged, as if substantial, surrounding Chu Fengs body, and with a turn of thought, they transformed into five lightning dragons, roaring towards the five core disciples.

  Everything happened too fast, in the blink of an eye, even Su Mei didnt have time to react, she only felt that her eyes were suddenly covered by a dazzling lightning, and a powerful energy ripple shook her out of several meters, throwing her to the ground.

  As she looked up, the lightning had dissipated, but what was in front of her made her gasp in shock. She was astonished to find that the five core disciples who had surrounded and attacked her earlier were now lying on the ground.

  And their blue robes had been burned to a crisp, their bodies charred black as coal, long since devoid of any breath, still emitting the acrid smell of burnt flesh, their corpses were extremely terrifying.

  "This... this... this..."

  Just then, Zhou Zhixuans face turned pale as white paper, his lips trembling non-stop, his eyes wide with an unbelievable voice shouting:

  "Could it be... this is the third form of the legendary Thunderclap Three Styles?!!"

  "What? The third form of the Thunderclap Three Forms? Isnt that a move that only the founder of the Qinglong Sect, Qinglong Dao Ren, can use? Could it be... Chu Feng just..."!

  After hearing Zhou Zhiyuans words, Su Mei couldnt help but cover her lips with her hands, and her beautiful eyes kept flashing, the two rows of long eyelashes also trembled slightly, revealing extreme shock.

  As for Bai Tong, Long Xiong and Hu Di, Ye Taozi and Zhang Tingzi, they were even more shocked, their mouths wide open. Chu Feng had cultivated a move that no one else except the founder of the sect had ever managed to cultivate, this was a truly shocking matter.

  At this moment, they suddenly felt that they were wrong, although before they had already been shocked by Chu Fengs strength time and time again, admired his talent time and time again, and changed their views on Chu Feng time and time again.

  But this time they truly discovered that they had still underestimated Chu Feng, a youth younger than them who possessed unimaginable talent, strong to the point of being inconceivable, repeatedly stabbing at their nerves, making them sigh in admiration.

  One strike eliminated five core disciples, but Chu Feng didnt have too much of a reaction, because the Thunder Style Three Forms he would eventually master, today was just an opportunity obtained through anger, as for its power, it was also within his expectations, because this third form was equivalent to a fifth-level martial skill.

  "Step, step, step." Chu Feng resolved Su Meis crisis and then turned around, walking towards Zhou Zhiyuan one step at a time.

  "You... you dare to kill the core disciple, you... youre dead for sure!" Looking at Chu Fengs murderous gaze, Zhou Zhiyuan knew he was doomed and didnt even beg for mercy.

  "Zila" Suddenly, Chu Fengs single palm struck out, and a thick bolt of lightning shot out from his palm, striking Zhou Zhiyuans left leg.

  "Ahhh~~~" The scorching and tearing burning sensation made Zhou Zhiyuan howl in anguish, and when he looked down at his left leg again, it was already charred, completely crippled.

  "You this... uh~~~" He was about to curse, but after another bolt of lightning struck his right leg, all that came out was a miserable scream.

  Immediately afterwards, Chu Feng once again continuously unleashed two more Thunderclap Three Formations, forcibly disabling all four of Zhou Zhis limbs. The intense pain caused his face to contort into a ball, with tears and snot flowing out.

  "Chu Feng, if you have the guts, kill me! Even as a ghost, I wont let you off!" Looking at Chu Feng who had finally appeared before his eyes, Zhou Zhiyuans eyes were filled with rage.

  "Haha, you want me to kill you? Ill kill you?" Chu Feng suddenly laughed loudly, but no one knew what he was laughing at. However, this laughter made Zhou Zhiyuan extremely uneasy.

  "Remember, the weak dont even have the right to choose their own death!"

  "Zila zila!" Suddenly, Chu Fengs fingers shot out a bolt of lightning that entered Zhou Zhiyuans mouth, burning his tongue and scorching his lips. All that could be heard was his extremely painful screams, but no longer his words. In the end, he fainted from the pain.

  "Wow~~~"

  Watching this scene, Bai Tong and others couldnt help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, their throats rolling, and their foreheads even seeping out large beads of cold sweat.

  Chu Fengs methods were somewhat ruthless, so ruthless that they felt a chill in their hearts and secretly vowed never to be enemies with Chu Feng again, because such an opponent was too terrifying.

  Just as everyone was worried about Chu Fengs actions, he suddenly turned his head around and had a bright and sunny smile on his face, saying:

  "Ill take a moderate amount, they still have spirit pearls on them, it seems theyve collected quite a few, about 1,200 or so, lets divide them up."

  Chu Fengs words shocked Su Mei and the others once again. Without even looking, they could tell how many spirit beads were on these people, which was simply too formidable.

  According to Chu Feng, they went to sweep away the charred corpses and indeed found that the Lingzhu was still there. However, the Qiankun bag in which the Lingzhu were stored had been refined, and the number of Lingzhu was truly over 1,200 grains.

  "Chu Feng, this time weve obtained a total of 1,380 spiritual beads. We were able to get so many thanks to you. We each took 100, and the remaining 680 spiritual beads all belong to you." Ye Taizi handed over a large pile of spiritual beads in front of Chu Feng.

  Chu Feng didnt stand on ceremony either, the Qian Kun bags talismanic seal rotating at his waist, and he collected the six hundred spiritual beads. As for the remaining eighty, he handed them over to Su Mei.

  "Whats wrong with you?" Sumi asked in puzzlement.

  "I owe you, whether its the Lingzhu you lent me before or the Qiankun bag you gave me, I wont take them for nothing."

  "Are you so clear about parting with me?" Su Mei said somewhat displeasedly.

  "Its not a gift, this is called knowing the favor and repaying it, if you dont accept I will be uncomfortable." Chu Feng forcibly stuffed that handful of spiritual pearls into Su Meis hands.

  Looking at Chu Feng like that, Su Mei first gave him a white eye, then rolled her eyes, but still put the eighty spirit beads into the Qiankun bag.

  This trip has yielded a great deal, exceeding their imagination. However, people also know that they were able to obtain so many Lingzhu thanks to Chu Feng. If it werent for Chu Feng, they wouldnt even have had the chance to survive.

  However, just as the crowd was excitedly preparing to return, Chu Feng, who was walking at the back, suddenly closed the stone gate and stood at the end of the cliff.

  "Chu Feng, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?" Seeing this, Su Mei was shocked and instantly realized something. She hurriedly ran back, but it was already too late.

  "In the desolate ancient city, Ill wait for you, and I will go back to find you."

  Chu Feng smiled slightly, and then only heard a "bang" sound. The stone gate had already closed, no matter how Su Mei knocked on it, she couldnt budge it at all, nor could she open it again.