276: C276 A Blood Lion in Grief and Despair

C276 A Blood Lion in Grief and Despair

"Ahhhhhh!"

The Blood Lion, which had been sent flying by the punch, fell to the ground. It immediately stood up and roared furiously. Two streams of blood flowed down from its eyes.

It was a teardrop that was filled with grief and despair. It was also a teardrop that was filled with despair after feeling powerless.

Chen Feng's strength was really too terrifying. It had far surpassed his, making it impossible for him to find any chance of revenge.

He knew very well that it was impossible for him to get revenge. He would never be able to get revenge for his entire life.

He was no match for the current Chen Feng, let alone the future Chen Feng.

As he thought of this, the despair in his heart grew stronger and stronger, causing his heart to turn to ashes.

He regretted bringing the Twelve Knights with him.

If he didn't bring them with him, they wouldn't have to die, they would have a bright future.

But now, everything was gone.

Their lives were gone, and their futures were gone.

He no longer had any face left. He returned to the Shrine.

He was not worthy of being the commander, not worthy of being their superior, and not worthy of being their friend.

"Chen Feng, I know that the main responsibility for this matter is themselves. But, why can't you... not give them a chance to live?"

The Blood Lion's eyes were filled with blood and tears as it stared at Chen Feng. Its scarlet eyes looked like they were about to explode.

Chen Feng's eyes turned cold. "I will give them a chance. Who will give me and my family a chance?"

"They are hiding in the darkness. They are carrying firearms and following us all the way up the mountain."

"If they want to test my strength and aim their guns at me or my family, who will take responsibility for hurting them?"

The blood lion was speechless, and became even more furious.

Yes, he understood those newcomers. They were backed by the Shrine and were fearless. They also carried the momentum of a newborn calf that was not afraid of the tiger and acted recklessly without considering the consequences.

They were indeed capable of doing such a thing.

Now, they had finally paid a heavy price for their ignorance and recklessness, and they had lost their lives.

"Kill!"

The Blood Lion, who had already decided to live and die, roared furiously at Chen Feng. It began to gather all of its blood energy and strength, preparing to launch its final attack in grief and indignation.

However, everyone knew that if he continued to fight, he would only die.

However, this fearless grief and heroism still made people feel respect in their hearts.

But did Chen Feng do something wrong? No, he only did what he should do for himself and his family, killing the danger in its germination period.

Even if he was too ruthless and decisive, it was normal, because no one could bear the consequences of their family being hurt.

The ones who were truly in the wrong were the twelve Knights.

They should not have followed Chen Feng, nor should they have followed him all the way to Spirit Mist Mountain.

"Moklov, enough. Stop!"1

Duke Rockefeller, who was standing next to the tiger's ear, finally spoke. He called Blood Lion by his real name.

"In the name of the Shrine's honorable family, I, Rockefeller, and Armanchy order you to stop this meaningless behavior immediately!"

The Blood Lion, who was gathering its power, trembled. It turned its head with a humiliated expression and glared at Duke Rockefeller.

It didn't even give him the only chance to atone for his crimes?

Yes, no one would blame him, but he would blame himself.

Rather than being tortured by guilt and suffering for his entire life, he might as well die in Chen Feng's hands with those dead knights!

"Bang!"

No one knew when, but Chen Feng unexpectedly came to his side. A hand blade slashed at the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious.

The Blood Lion was famous in the west and had a lot of connections. Killing it would undoubtedly offend a large group of people, and the Shrine would definitely put him on the must-kill list. It would even trigger the conflict between the Eastern Cultivator and the Western mutants, and cause a huge war to break out.

And now, he needed a stable and peaceful environment to improve himself.

Seeing this, Duke Rockefeller smiled and cast a grateful look at him.

On May 5th, 2017, the young man of China, Grandmaster Chen Feng, defeated one of the seven commanders of Shrine, Moklov and Blood Lion, with one punch on the summit of Sky Tiger Peak.

When the news spread, both east and west were shocked.

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