Immediately afterwards, Chen Feiyu flipped his wrist, raised the Long Yuan Sword high, and with the force of Ruan Wenhao's palm, he slashed forward with Haoran's sword intention!

It was a head-on fight!

I saw that Long Yuan Sword's sword power was unparalleled. The sword body suddenly erupted with a bright purple sword light in the middle, exuding a mysterious and majestic supreme sword intent. The sword power, which was originally fast and unparalleled, suddenly accelerated several times!

Fu Yuanfei and Qi Zhiyuan's expressions suddenly changed. The power of this purple sword light was not inferior to the full blow of a strong man in the "late stage of concentration". How could Chen Feiyu be so powerful?

Yu Xuezhen was equally surprised, but she had seen Chen Feiyu's purple sword light yesterday and had already made sufficient mental preparations. Therefore, although she was surprised, it was far less shocking than Fu Yuanfei and Qi Zhiyuan.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ruan Wenhao's palm force, as big as a giant wave, was instantly split apart by the purple sword light!

Moreover, under the impact of Long Yuan Sword's sword intent, the energy and blood in Ruan Wenhao's body surged, and his expression suddenly changed. He didn't even have time to think carefully about why his consciousness was ineffective against Chen Feiyu, so he hurriedly retreated.

But firstly, the distance between the two of them was too close, and secondly, Chen Feiyu's Long Yuan Sword was so fast that it was beyond imagination, how could Ruan Wenhao avoid it?

Chen Feiyu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Long Yuan's sword struck three points faster. Under the purple sword light, Ruan Wenhao's whole body was illuminated purple.

The pupils in Ruan Wenhao's eyes suddenly shrank, and a sense of powerless despair arose in his heart!

The next moment, the purple sword light dragged a gorgeous trajectory in mid-air, splitting Ruan Wenhao's head in half!

Blood splattered, filled with the strong smell of blood!

Everyone around was shocked. Even when Ruan Wenhao made a sneak attack, Chen Feiyu was able to counter-kill Ruan Wenhao with one move. It was easier than killing Su Haoge. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it.

Especially Fu Yuanfei and Qi Zhiyuan, their hearts were filled with shock. Originally, they wanted to take the opportunity to observe the depth of Chen Feiyu's martial arts. How could they have imagined that Ruan Wenhao couldn't even block a move, so what the hell were they observing?

But precisely because of this, Chen Feiyu became even more unfathomable in the eyes of Fu Yuanfei and Qi Zhiyuan.

The two of them were increasingly glad that they had not chosen to attack Chen Feiyu, otherwise, they would have followed Ruan Wenhao's footsteps and become the souls of Chen Feiyu's sword!

On the other side, Ruan Hongxiao was completely frightened by the scene in front of him.

His legs were trembling, and he murmured to himself: "No... It's impossible... Father, he is invincible... It's impossible to be... killed by Chen Feiyu with one move. This is a lie... This is definitely a lie...

…”

Chen Feiyu turned around and looked at Ruan Hongxiao. His eyes were cold and his murderous intent increased. He waved his sword and shook off the blood on Long Yuan's sword. He walked towards Ruan Hongxiao and said calmly: "It seems that you admire your father very much."

.

I respect people who know filial piety, and in order to fulfill your filial piety, I can send you down below to reunite with Ruan Wenhao, so that you can continue the drama of a loving father and a filial son."

The cold and murderous words came, and Ruan Hongxiao suddenly reacted with a strong look of fear in his eyes. He quickly stepped back and said in horror: "No... don't... I don't want to die... don't come here.

…”

Chen Feiyu kept walking, with a look of contempt in his eyes. In a flash, he came to Ruan Hongxiao and raised the Long Yuan Sword.

A strong murderous aura filled the entire courtyard!

Ruan Hongxiao's expression suddenly changed, his knees softened, he fell to the ground with a "plop", and said in horror: "No... don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, purple light flashed in front of his eyes, and Chen Feiyu's Long Yuan Sword had already scratched his neck.

With a "squeak" sound, an arrow of blood splashed out from the wound. Ruan Wenhao's body went limp and he fell into a pool of blood.
Chapter completed!