Immemorial War God

"What should they do?" The Princess turned her head to look at the unconscious trio and her gaze turned cold as she asked.    

    

"Kill him."    

    

Mo Feng said indifferently. The princess was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Mo Feng with hesitation. Was it too much of a pity to just kill him like that?    

    

"They have already betrayed us. There is no longer a need for forgiveness. Moreover, they are useless now." Mo Feng said coldly. The princess was stunned once again, this time, her killing intent was resolute, such an iron-blooded person was more stable and decisive than any genius she had ever seen.    

    

"Maybe it's precisely because of this that he's so powerful." Mo Feng's decision was not cruel, it was the best way to deal with it. This kind of person who had come out again and again to cause trouble, and even betrayed others, would be a ticking time bomb if he kept it by his side.    

    

Mo Feng slightly nodded his head and walked towards the three people. It was impossible for the princess to make a move, he still had to do it himself in order to preserve the princess' dignity.    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

Just as Mo Feng walked in front of the three of them, Yuan Ding and the other two suddenly growled, as if they knew Mo Feng was here to kill them, and suddenly woke up.    

    

"F * ck, we're definitely done for this time." Yuan Ding pressed a hand against his temple and cursed in his heart. His head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to explode, but he did not forget what happened before.    

    

"Hmph, perhaps they have already died."    

    

Yuan Ding thought fiercely in his heart. So what if they were all drained? He could deal with Prince XVII and the rest of them? What kind of joke was this? It must be the Four Extremities!    

    

Thinking like that, Yuan Ding became much more relaxed. He slowly raised his head and saw Mo Feng, who was standing in front of him, stunned for a moment.    

    

"You, you, Sir Xing Yuan." Yuan Ding's lips trembled as he opened his mouth to speak. He hurriedly changed the way he addressed Mo Feng.    

    

"Why is this beast still standing here!"    

    

Yuan Ding thought. His eyes suddenly widened as he turned his head to look at the princess and the big fatty, only to see them safely cultivating. Then he turned his head to look at the Prince XVII.    

    

"Did he retreat halfway?" After a moment of confusion, he let out a long breath. If this was the only possibility, then their chances of survival were greater.    

    

"Princess, you are soft-hearted. Besides, we still have value. You will definitely let us go." Yuan Ding thought to himself as he looked at the princess' bright eyes. As long as he was willing to plead with her, she would definitely let him off the hook.    

    

"Princess!"    

    

When she wanted to do it, Yuan Ding immediately shouted at the princess. Mo Feng looked at her and coldly laughed, thinking, You really want to do this kind of thing, and want to live?    

    

"Do you want to beg for mercy?" Mo Feng said indifferently. Yuan Ding stopped talking, looked at Mo Feng, and laughed disdainfully: "You care about me?" However, you're still just a lackey, how can you be in charge?    

    

Seeing Yuan Ding's disdain, Mo Feng was immediately enraged. It was already at this time, where did Yuan Ding's confidence come from?    

    

"Clang."    

    

The sharp sword in Yuan Ding's hand turned and a sword light flashed. He narrowed his eyes. The sword light was very dazzling at this moment.    

    

"You, what are you doing!"    

    

When Yuan Ding saw Mo Feng brandishing his sword, he was so frightened that he quivered, his hands and feet supporting himself as he retreated continuously, he shouted in fear.    

    

"What do you think?"    

    

Mo Feng said coldly, and immediately waved his sword.    

    

"Stop, stop!"    

    

Yuan Ding shouted in fear. Without strength, he didn't even have the ability to dodge.    

    

"You, you can't kill me! The princess will still need me at the next checkpoint!"    

    

"The Prince XVII will definitely come again to kill you!"    

    

Yuan Ding kept shouting. Seeing the sharp sword getting closer and closer, he raised his hand in fear, blocking in front of him.    

    

"Ring!"    

    

A sword hum sounded out, Yuan Ding's body trembled, he slowly moved his hand, seeing that the sharp sword was right above his head, he instantly heaved a sigh of relief, seeing Mo Feng's smile, he did not dare kill him, and knew that he was still useful?    

    

"My lackey, I will kill you one day!" Yuan Ding thought with resentment in his heart. The reason he fell into this situation was because of Mo Feng, and if they still dared to kill him, he would definitely think of all the ways to kill Mo Feng once they got out of here!    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

But at the next moment, he felt that something was wrong. Mo Feng looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and frowned.    

    

"What are you laughing at?"    

    

"Do you think that the Prince XVII can still make a move against us?" Mo Feng laughed coldly as he spoke, looking at Yuan Ding as if he was looking at an idiot.    

    

"What?"    

    

Yuan Ding suddenly stared blankly at the formation on the other side, only to see a trail of blood on it. If one looked carefully, they would see some flesh and some ashes. He hadn't paid attention to them before, but now, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.    

    

"Could it be that my bones have been crushed and ashes scattered?"    

    

There was not even a complete corpse, only a little bit of flesh and clothes. If there was not a single person, and one or two storage rings could be seen, then that meant there was only one possibility, that all the people in Prince XVII were burnt to ashes!    

    

"How … How is this impossible?! Impossible!" He could not accept it. In his estimation, the most likely scenario would be that Prince XVII and the rest escaped, or perhaps it was because they were forced to leave because of some other reason. It was absolutely impossible for them to be reduced to ashes, how could a single Starchild's Realm be able to kill so many Astral Soul Realm s!    

    

"Be content with what you know." Mo Feng said coldly, and fiercely swung the sword down!    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

In the blink of an eye, blood poured out as Yuan Ding's head tumbled to the ground. He still had a look of disbelief on his face.    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

When the sturdy girl and Mo Feng saw Yuan Ding being beheaded, they shivered and did not dare to make a sound. When they saw Mo Feng slowly walking over, her entire body trembled in fear and she wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked by fear and she was unable to utter a single word.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

Mo Feng did not waste any more words with them, with a turn of his sharp sword, his two heads fell to the ground, completely stopping there.    

    

"Phew!"    

    

She opened her eyes and looked at the three heads on the ground, feeling mixed emotions. In the past, although she had cultivated a technique, she had always been a lecherous person. She had never killed anyone who followed her.    

    

Only someone like Mo Feng could continue to be strong in this world. If not, how many geniuses in this world would there be, how many outstanding people would there be in this world, and how many would there be in this world who would ultimately become strong? It was all because of their various causes of death.    

    

After dealing with all of this, Mo Feng turned around and went back to the Prince XVII's array formation to retrieve all of their storage rings and keep them in his bosom.