Chapter 702: escape? You made a mistake.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
With a cold snort, Old Yang immediately rushed out again.
This time, he fully displayed the strength of the four-star Dou Ling.
In his hands, he got a spear from nowhere.
As the spear flicked, there was wind.
"Tiansha Gale Gun!"
With a low growl, the spear pointed at Duan Feng's brow.
If Duan Feng was hit, he would be killed instantly.
"Boom!"
"boom!"
As a deep voice sounded, Duan Feng hurriedly backed away and opened a safe distance.
"Haha, want to escape? You have no chance!"
Old Yang Yang laughed to the sky, and the spear in his hand waved again.
"Escape? You made a mistake. Deal with you, I don't need to escape."
Shaking his head, Duan Feng sneered.
"Shoo~"
Shengyao's redemption lightsaber was unsheathed, and he was immediately grasped firmly in his hand.
The sky of vindictiveness was madly injected into the lightsaber, and the entire lightsaber reflected a dazzling light.
"The flames ate the wave ruler!"
With a low growl, Duan Feng immediately swung down the lightsaber of Shengyao's salvation.
"Shoo~"
After an instant, a huge sword light swept out wildly, with great speed, coming first.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
Once the spear light collided with the sword light, a terrible rumbling sound rang through the entire world.
The earth was flying wildly in the sky, and some of the trees that were close to each other were destroyed in a destructive manner.
"Duan Feng~"
Hidden in the distance, Chu Qingcheng's heart suddenly tightened, and his mouth murmured worriedly.
As for the other monks, they released their fighting energy one after another and enveloped their bodies so as not to be injured by the overflowing fighting energy.
"How could this be? I don't believe it!"
Old Yang was shocked and shook his head constantly, unwilling to believe the scene before him.
To know.
The fighting skill he displayed was of the mysterious rank.
Such fighting skills can't beat a fighting master level monk, how can he believe it?
"If you don't believe it, you can't help it, because the next time is your death date."
With a low drink, Duan Feng no longer hesitated, and once again urged the grudge in his body.
Although his vindictiveness is not much and not strong, but he has a strange fire like a strange fire.
As long as the different fire adheres to the fighting spirit, his strength will be greatly enhanced.
This is also the main reason why he can crush Dou Ling with the strength of Dou Master.
"Go!"
Once again, Sheng Yao's redemption lightsaber was swung, and after an instant, a strange fire swept out.
"Squeak~Squeak~"
The crisp crackling sound suddenly sounded.
Afterwards, many cultivators were surprised to see that the spear light displayed by Old Yang was actually being swallowed up a little bit.
"Bang~"
After just a few breaths, the spear light disappeared completely.
The spear light disappeared, the sword light without resistance, the road ahead was vast, and it rushed out wildly with lightning speed.
"no, do not want!!"
Old Yang's eyes widened, and he looked at the huge sword glow in disbelief.
However, no matter how he resisted, it was useless.
Because Jianmang has no eyes, it will not turn around because of it.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a terrible low voice, that sword light slammed into Old Yang's body in an instant.
"Crack~"
There was a slight click.
Although this voice is not loud, all the monks present can hear clearly.
"Yang...Old Yang!!"
Yang Shaohui looked at his elder in disbelief and exclaimed again.
However, all resistance is no longer useful.
The sound of clicking was exactly the sound of vindictive armor cracking.
As the vindictive armor broke, Old Yang's body was directly hit hard.
"Puff whistle~"
After an instant, a big mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Old Yang's face became extremely gray.
Afterwards, the vindictiveness on his body continued to fade and fade...
Until the end, he fell to the ground and lost his anger.
"Ding~ding~"
"Congratulations to the host, successfully leapfrogged a four-star fighting spirit powerhouse."
"Congratulations to the host, for gaining a fighting spirit value of 33,600 points."
"Congratulations to the host, upgrade to Seven Star Fighter."
"Congratulations to the host, upgrade to Eight-Star Fighter."
"Congratulations to the host, upgrade to Jiuxing Doushi."
"..."
Hearing the crisp sound of the system, Duan Feng shrugged and couldn't help grinning lightly.
‘The advantage of leapfrogging is that there is a lot of experience, so quickly I soared to the level of a nine-star fighter. ’
"Kill him, go with me, kill him, avenge old Yang!"
Yang Shaohui was madly commanding the other members of the Heavenly Sect.
"Yes, Young Master!"
The other members of the Tiansha Sect, a total of thirty or forty people, immediately stood up and responded in unison.
For their task of grabbing the low-level fighting skills of the ground-level, they were left behind.
"Heads-up is not good, is it going to be a group fight now? It's okay, let's go together."
Duan Feng shrugged and said calmly.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
After an instant, the sound of silence rose to the sky.
Thirty or forty cultivators who reached the level of the Great Fighter, carrying bright swords, rushed towards Duan Feng.
Upon seeing the two forces, the Dragon Tooth Gang and the Purple Thunder Palace, they were just looking at the show, without any intention to join.
Obviously, they are more willing to see this situation.
After all ~EbookFREE.me~ no matter what the result is, it will be beneficial to them without any harm.
"Boom!"
Facing the siege of thirty or forty monks like a rainbow, Duan Feng not only didn't have the slightest fear, but deceived himself and rushed into the circle of encirclement.
"This guy is really arrogant!"
Ziyunfeng murmured to himself.
He glanced at the battle circle in front of him, then he winked and signaled that the people in his Purple Thunder Palace were ready to escape at any time.
There has been no chance to escape before, so if thirty or forty monks go together, it will definitely cause confusion.
It's the best choice to escape in chaos.
However, in the next scene, Ziyunfeng's whole person was stuck in place.
I see.
The sound of the sword's blade entering the flesh sounded.
Each path cìjī felt the nerves of the monks present.
So that even a monk like Ziyunfeng could not move forward.
"Puff~Puff~Puff~"
Blood sputtered out continuously, and every monk who was hit fell down without surprise.
Before and after, within a few dozen breaths, all the thirty or forty monks fell to the ground.
All the cultivators were killed with one blow, and even the screams were too late.
visible.
For Duan Feng, these people are just like ants, not to be afraid.
(End of this chapter)