Chapter 132: 【Amaterasu】

"Stop...Stop!"
The breath of the masked old man completely wilted, and his voice became much weaker.
"It's really weak, it's boring to suffer so much."
Duan Feng shook his head, and the strange fire above his hands instantly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, he withdrew from this illusion space.
...
"thump!"
The old man in the mask suddenly lay on the void, cold sweat broke out, and his mouth was panting heavily.
"Lord, what's wrong with you?"
The other hall masters were shocked and hurriedly looked over.
"Huh? How could this be?"
The monks around were also confused.
Didn’t the old man mask well just now? How could it suddenly become so weak?
"Continue to the next goal."
Duan Feng chuckled lightly and looked at the other hall masters again.
The other hall masters stared at Duan Feng angrily.
They thought that this must be a ghost that Duan Feng secretly engaged in.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with thinking this way.
Moreover, these actions of them also fit Duan Feng's mind.
After a few breaths...
"Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!"
The successive hall masters, all the same as the masked old man, were half kneeling on the void, sweating coldly and panting heavily.
"Oh my God, what is going on?"
"Obviously it is the hall master of the Soul Demon Sect who is performing the soul prison technique, how can he suddenly seem to have no strength one by one?"
The monks around looked at this scene in disbelief.
And all the hall masters of the Soul Demon Sect who were recruited were extremely shocked!
"It's illusion, it's definitely illusion!"
"Don't look into his eyes!"
The masked old man reacted first and roared.
"Hehe, it's too late..."
Duan Feng opened his eyes, shrugged with a smile, and shook his head.
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
The remaining three Soul Demon Sect Hall Masters suddenly lost their strength.
In the illusion space, although a long time has passed, in reality, it is just a few breaths.
Therefore, when they reacted, it was already too late.
"Next, it's my turn to shoot."
Duan Feng let out a deep cry, the spiritual power in his body bloomed again.
Although his vision has decreased a lot after using [Monthly Reading], it is not a time to rest at this time.
"Extreme ghost swordsmanship, Storm Slash!"
With a sword out, the soul-holding technique performed by the Lord of the Eight Halls around him was instantly destroyed.
"Wow~"
Duan Feng's figure flashed, and he rushed out to the hall master of the Soul Demon Sect.
"No! Retreat!"
The old man in the mask shouted loudly and tried his best to back up quickly.
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"
Duan Feng didn't hesitate, the king's holy sword in his hand, the sword rose and the sword fell, killing the hall master of the soul demon sect one by one on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, only the masked old man was left.
"Last time you escaped, this time, you will never escape!"
Duan Feng looked at the old masked man who was going away, and raised the King's Sacred Sword in his hand in a hurry.
"Extreme ghost swordsmanship, ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
"Shoo~"
A shocking sword light broke through the shackles of the void, like the death god's sickle, descending on the masked old man.
"puff!"
A sword pierces the heart, masks the old man, and falls!
"Ding~ding~"
"Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Eighth Hall Master of Soul Demon Sect."
"Congratulations to the host, for gaining 98 million experience points."
"Congratulations to the host, upgrade to Sword Sovereign Sixth Heaven."
"Congratulations to the host, who accidentally obtained a special ability: [Amaterasu]!"
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