Chapter 565: Kill!

"The holy thing was taken away!"
"Hurry up, do it! Never let that kid take it away!"
"Hmph, I want to take away the holy thing, escape my fist first!"
Seeing Duan Feng holding a sacred knife in his hand, shouts of shouts rang. !
Obviously.
After Duan Feng moved the holy object, it completely aroused public anger.
Yes, who came here not for the holy thing?
It's strange that you get the holy thing smoothly and others are not angry.
After an instant.
All the cultivators around suddenly moved.
Among the powers of these monks, naturally they also included the two powers of Leiyinshan and Ziyunzong.
Within a few breaths, those monks surrounded Duan Feng, Chu Qingcheng and others in a group.
"Hand over the holy thing in your hand!"
A strong monk shouted loudly.
He relied on his own superior numbers, so he didn't need to be afraid.
"Hehe, if you want me to pay me, don't I lose face?"
Facing the angry voice of the strong monk, Duan Feng just shook his head slightly and sneered.
"Hehe, face? Please tell me how much money face is worth? At this time, I still need face, looking for death stuff!"
Hearing the sneer in Duan Feng's words, how could that strong monk stand it?
He yelled angrily, and immediately led a group of people to rush towards Duan Feng.
"Do it!"
Duan Feng shook his head, and faintly spit out two words from his mouth.
When Chu Qingcheng, Jin Ming and other monks heard the words, they did not hesitate. Even though they each carried their weapons, they faced the monks who had been attacked and killed.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Fierce battles are on the verge of breaking out, and the low rumbling sounds continue one after another.
Although the reputation of the Golden Eagle Mansion is great, the strength sent at this time is after all just an elite force.
Therefore, in addition to the team that bears the brunt, the surrounding teams have also joined the chaos.
"Puff puff!"
There will be casualties in battle.
No matter it is from the Golden Eagle Palace, it is still a hostile force.
Of course, two fists are hard to beat four hands. Duan Feng's battle circle is a bit of a run.
"Grandma is a bear, won't you treat me like a sick cat?"
With a cold drink, a burst of three-color energy immediately rose from under Duan Feng's feet.
"Qingcheng, hold on!"
After bursting out his strength, Duan Feng's figure flashed before he appeared beside Chu Qingcheng and handed the holy short knife in his hand.
"Keep it safe and don't lose it."
After that, Duan Feng's figure flashed and appeared in the most intense melee.
Since he already possessed the Light Sword of the Desolate Ancient Dust, the attraction of the Sacred Dagger to him can only be regarded as average.
Moreover, he was not used to using a short knife, so he simply handed it over to Chu Qingcheng.
Anyway, the latter still doesn't have a handy weapon.
"Break through the air!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Carrying the light sword of the deserted ancient dust, Duan Fengru entered the uninhabited state, and went crazy through the crowd.
Wherever he went, he was able to bring up a spatter of blood.
"Ding~ding~ding~"
"Congratulations to the host, successfully slaying the five subordinate sages."
"Congratulations to the host, successfully slaying the three Supreme Positions."
"Congratulations to the host, successfully slaying the Supreme Dzogchen one."
"Congratulations to the host,..."
The killing was going on frantically, and the crisp sound in his mind was constantly resounding.
In less than half a minute, thousands of monks were strong, at this time, there were only less than half left.
Most of them were killed by Duan Feng.
Next was Chu Qingcheng, who was holding a sacred sword.
Of course.
Jin Ming and the others also actively resisted. Although there were casualties, the situation with the opposite party was obviously much better.
The fierce battle lasted for a full minute before it stopped.
Except for Duan Feng and his party, the number of monks around them has gone from thousands to only one or two hundred people.
Such a situation can be described as tragic.
"Boy, who are you?"
Zi Yunqing looked at Duan Feng and shouted.
Although he and Duan Feng have not directly fought, he was really shocked when he saw this scene before him.
Faced with the siege of thousands of monks and powerful monks, they actually resisted it abruptly, and also achieved counter-kill. Is this really something that ordinary people can bear?
The surrounding monks also glared at Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng.
After all, in the hands of both of them, they did not suffer less just now.
"Who am I? Hehe, I am someone you can't afford to provoke. You'd better get out now. If you don't, I will kill you all!"
Facing Zi Yunqing's yelling voice, Duan Feng spoke domineeringly and arrogantly.
"you!!"
Being so stunned by Duan Feng in front of him, Zi Yunqing's complexion instantly turned green, and he just became speechless with anger.
but.
For his voice, not many people here think he is arrogant.
after all.
The tragedy in front of me~EbookFREE.me~ is still vividly visible.
"Huh~"
Many strong monks let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little moved in their hearts.
It must be said that Duan Feng's strength far exceeded their imagination.
There is no benefit at all for staying.
Although the sacred knife is good, it has to be killed.
Without life, no matter how many sacred objects, what can they do?
Under the pressure of Duan Feng's words, within a few breaths, dozens of strong monks withdrew from the circle of war.
Although they did not use their best efforts, they also knew that Duan Feng, Chu Qingcheng and others were also maintaining their strength.
"Huh, a bunch of cowards!"
A young man walked out of the crowd and sneered.
Who is this person who is not Ziyun Changfeng?
"Boy, aren't you very arrogant? Dare to come out and challenge me, if I win, the holy thing belongs to me!"
Ziyun Changfeng looked at Duan Feng directly, and said faintly.
He speaks with confidence and doesn't seem to put Duan Feng in his eyes.
"Ziyun Changfeng?"
Seeing the talking boy, there was a commotion around the group.
Obviously.
They did not expect that he would appear on this occasion.
"Who is he?"
Duan Feng asked casually.
"He is the young master of Ziyun Sect, a talented evildoer. I heard that long ago, his strength has reached the realm of quasi-tian supreme."
The moment Jin Ming saw Ziyun Changfeng, his heart tightened suddenly, and Duan Feng quickly explained in his ear.
"Is it Ziyun Sect, one of the three overlords?"
Duan Feng shrugged, not too surprised.
Then, he said lightly, "It's okay to bet, but you didn't seem to say what will happen if you lose?"