Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 733

How could he tolerate the Nonamillennial being called "eunuch" and "waste" by someone?

"Crack!"

With a loud crash, he smashed a cup, and then more than two hundred people rushed in.

Each of them wore a mask, exuding a menacing aura. The blades in their hands shimmered with a faint blue color, emitting a suffocating fear.

Wei Qilin's expression turned ferocious. "I admit that you can defeat Jin Gang, which shows some skill. But let me tell you, the strength of the Martial Arts Alliance is not limited to this!"

The Martial Arts Alliance is secretly training these two hundred death warriors. They are sixth-class martial arts practitioners at the peak of their hidden power. The blades in their hands are poisoned and deadly."

"Even if you are god-level, you will still be left with half of your life! You dare to insult the dignity of my father and commit a great offense. I must take your head and apologize to him."

"Kill him!"

With a command, more than two hundred people rushed forward, their cold glints chilling the heart, forming a net of blades that made people tremble in fear.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes. Even with his skills, he felt a bit challenged. It seemed that the Martial Arts Alliance would stop at nothing to achieve their goals.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

But just as the situation was about to reach a critical point, the sound of swords suddenly rang out like the roar of a dragon.

Cold light burst forth as the swords were unsheathed.

The front dozen or so Martial Arts Alliance death warriors all had their throats sealed by a single sword, falling to the ground lifeless.

Wei Qilin's pupils contracted. "Such sharp swordsmanship! Who dares to harm my Martial Arts Alliance members?"

"It's me."

A voice full of vigor sounded, and Mr. Zhong stepped forward in his coarse cloth clothes, striding confidently.

Behind him were more than a dozen black-clad individuals wielding long swords. Without a word, they killed anyone they saw.

Soon, the Martial Arts Alliance disciples suffered heavy casualties, with bodies scattered everywhere.

What is going on here?

The Martial Arts Alliance gasped in shock, their faces turning pale.

Wei Qilin was even more furious, roaring, "Who are you? How dare you massacre members of my Martial Arts Alliance? Do you want to die?"

"If you have the guts, reveal your name and see if I, Wei Qilin, won't kill your whole family."

Mr. Zhong's deep gaze swept over him calmly. "I am Mr. Zhong, a mere servant of Lord Chu's Castle."

In the vast scene, only Chu Feng stood tall, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he had anticipated that something big was about to happen.

Otherwise, why would Chu Tianxiong go through so much trouble to bring out the Regent's Token?

Mr. Zhong's gaze flickered as he directly opened a military order: "By Lord Chu's command, the former highest commander of the Xi Ye military theater, General Donghua, the God of War Dragon Soul, Chu Feng, is ordered to resume his position, regain control of the Xi Ye military theater, and proceed to Xi Ye to reclaim the land!"

"Wear the Regent's Token and the majestic Dragon Marshal Uniform. Those who do not obey the order will be executed on the spot!"

Chu Feng's gaze flickered as he took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "I, as a general, accept the order!"

Boom...

The scene instantly exploded, as if thousands of thunderbolts had struck at once.

Wei Qilin's mind exploded, and he was directly frightened out of his wits.

"He, he is, the God of War Dragon Soul!"

That's the existence that even the nonamillennial fears and dreads...

This...