Sang Zhefeng looked at the man in front of him and asked with some awe:

"Who the hell are you? No...... Or rather, who's behind you? ”

Ao looked at Sang Zhefeng in front of him, he didn't reply immediately, just stood there, as if he was thinking about something. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He suddenly put the sword in his hand on the ground, then clapped his hands and said, "What a sage. The response is really fast - it's just ......"

He paused, and his hand stopped clapping.

His voice suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Do you have the confidence to defeat the god who destroyed the previous civilization back then?" ”

Sang Zhefeng was stunned for a moment, and then he began to fall into thinking, towards who else would destroy the world with him back then......

...... I don't think so......

Ao, who was opposite him, became even more excited, he picked up the sword in his hand, pointed at Sang Zhefeng, and said, "Can you kill the last emperor who destroyed the world before?" ”

Sang Zhefeng thought about it carefully and found that he really couldn't commit suicide......

Wait a minute! That doesn't seem right! It seems that the elf in front of him should have heard the voice of the "Last Emperor" before he came to do these things, but he didn't do these things at all!

Could it be Lancet? No, I can't! He had asked her if there was anything else she had arranged outside, and Lan Qi'er told him that she didn't dare to do anything other than expel some Earth Binding Gods to adjust the balance of the world, and Sang Zhefeng was sure that Lan Qi'er was not lying - he still had the ability to panic.

So the question arises - who is this elf in front of you who is cultivating?

Ao Hao continued to speak passionately there, shaking his arms and saying: "He is the most powerful god in the world, the real creator of the world, if it were not for his quarterly extinction, then there would be no us." The creator god only appeared in the footsteps of the last emperor! ”

Sang Zhefeng thought about it carefully - only to be surprised to find that there was really nothing wrong with it!

Is this a crooked hit? Does this count? Unless someone has monitored Sang Zhefeng's mental state from beginning to end, it is impossible to know what happened! Definitely!

Sang Zhefeng couldn't help but sigh at the coincidence of logic and the reality of the world.

"Please wait a minute," Sang Zhefeng interrupted the words of the elf in front of him with a little helplessness on his face, and then said, "What's the benefit of you doing this?" Wouldn't it be nice to hit you with me for no reason? ”

Ao shook his head, but because of the armor, Sang Zhefeng couldn't see what his expression was.

"That's because ......" Ao's body suddenly leaned forward, and then his body disappeared in place all of a sudden, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Sang Zhefeng's eyes.

"That's because of this!"

He let out a low cry, and a black glow appeared on him, just like the mage from before.

The black color on his body gave him a different kind of aura, and the surrounding air seemed to be suppressed a little, and this sword seemed to be directly pressed down with the surrounding air pressure.

There is no doubt that if this sword were to see the ground, there would definitely be a deep ravine.

As for slashing at people, then there should be no problem with cutting it in two.

The premise is that he can cut the Sanzhe wind.

As if he had known in advance, Sang Zhefeng retreated slightly, just in time to dodge the sword.

Then at the moment when the man had not yet fallen, Sang Zhefeng had already lifted up with a kick and kicked the man in the abdomen fiercely.

This blow was definitely a lot of strength, and the man's impact and Sanzhe's strength were definitely an amazing experience - anyway, this man just spit out a mouthful of bile.

Sang Zhefeng's kick was very good, and it directly shocked Ao's internal organs, and suddenly injured Ao.

Ao flew out upside down and fell to the ground.

"Is this the power you got in exchange?"

Sang Zhefeng grinned and said with a smile. But his mind began to move rapidly.

Something wasn't quite right, his state wasn't so much like he was just getting some information leaking out from under the World Tree - more like someone had given it to him on purpose.

"Do you know who you've provoked?"

Ao roared like a beast, picked up his sword again, and rushed in the direction of Sanzhe Feng.

He wielded a great sword, a great sword in his hand like a light twig, so fast that it was almost impossible to see the trajectory of the swing.

And Sang Zhefeng dodged gently, and the big sword that seemed to be tiger and tiger was stunned and did not concentrate Sang Zhefeng.

"You're facing the god who destroyed the world back then!" Ao Gao swung his sword and smashed it towards Sanzhefeng. Sang Zhefeng lightly tapped the blade of the sword, and the sword fell directly to the side, not hurting him at all.

"It's just a will, so what?"

Sang Zhefeng said with a disdainful smile on his face.

"What is will?" Ao roared out like a beast, and then swung his blade even more frantically at Sanzhefeng. "I can hear his voice, hear the great will—which one is coming!"

Sang Zhefeng really frowned this time.

He smelled the unusual taste from here.

It seems that it is necessary to torture this guy in front of you......

And just when he wanted to play with this guy, the guy in front of him seemed to feel something, he suddenly put away his big sword and suddenly took a step back.

Then around him, a large number of black figures began to emerge, and soon, a large number of soldiers appeared around him.

There were more and more of these soldiers, and they were getting more and more real, and they picked up their weapons and staggered towards them.

It seems that this is the trick of the 100,000 troops.

Sang Zhefeng frowned slightly, he raised his arm, and the small dagger appeared beside him.

A large number of bright red threads also appeared in his eyes.

"Okay......"

He raised his arm and said coldly, "You all go to die." ”

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Sang Zhefeng looked at him, the elven general had already fled, and the soldiers he summoned had also been killed by Sang Zhefeng.

It was a very huge technique, there was a "living knot" -- and then Sanzhefeng killed it.

But he still didn't catch the guy.

He couldn't help but scratch his hair curiously.

"Damn, how a little ......" (to be continued.) )