More than 70 people formed a tight circle, and all the katana swords seemed to be connected in the air, slashing down like a knife.

With a bang, more than seventy knives fell to the ground at the same time, smashing the ground into a circular ravine.

Lin Feiyang was in the middle, and he could clearly feel a powerful momentum surging towards him.

Although the more than seventy people were eight meters away from him, the momentum of the more than seventy people slashing at the same time was enough to frighten the faint of heart.

After the "roar" slashed, more than seventy people took a step forward at the same time, and then raised the knife again and slashed downward.

They are moving forward step by step, and if ordinary people were trapped in the middle, I am afraid that they would have been frightened long ago.

Inoue Muraki watched this scene with great satisfaction, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He liked to entertain his enemies in this way, and in the past, many powerful enemies came to his door to trouble him, but in the end they all died in this circle.

Inoue Muraki enjoys watching the so-called powerhouses have a nervous breakdown when they are under pressure, especially when they kneel down, which makes him feel very happy.

The encirclement became tighter and tighter, and the murderous aura shrouded Lin Feiyang like a mountain.

Just as these people were three meters closer, Lin Feiyang's eyes suddenly burst with a fierce light.

He suddenly moved, his body parallel to the ground and rushed towards the killer in front of him.

He was moving too fast, and by the time the killers could react, he was already in front of them.

"Die." Lin Feiyang roared, and the stainless steel fist slammed directly towards the killer.

"Bang Bang Bang" The leg bones of several killers shattered on the spot, and their bodies suddenly lost their balance, screaming and flying backwards.

Haruki Murakami was drinking tea with a smile, and when he saw this scene, all the water in his mouth squirted out.

He stared at this scene with wide eyes in shock, and in his impression, no one had ever been able to break through his encirclement.

You must know that there are nearly twenty king-level masters in this encirclement.

"Shoot an arrow, shoot him." Inoue Muraki yelled, his brows furrowed.

More than twenty crossbow archers rushed in front of him, and all the arrows were aimed at Lin Feiyang.

And those encircled killers rushed towards Lin Feiyang desperately, and squeezed Lin Feiyang back at the cost of their lives.

"Woohoo"

At this moment, all the crossbow arrows burst towards Lin Feiyang, and Inoue's eyes suddenly lit up: "I don't think you're dead." ”

But something that made him even more shocking happened, Lin Feiyang just stood in place and withstood all the attacks of the crossbow arrows.

The crossbow bolts struck him like they hit an iron plate, and they all fell to the ground.

"Damn, this, what kind of kung fu is this?" Inoue Muraki was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall to the ground: "Is he wearing body armor?" ”

Lin Feiyang turned his head suddenly, his eyes looked at Inoue Muraki coldly and ruthlessly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Wait for me, I'll come to you right away." ”

Inoue Muraki trembled inexplicably, and Lin Feiyang's smile made his soul seem to freeze.

Lin Feiyang waved his fists, ignoring the katana swords that were slashing at him, and rushed directly into the crowd.

A punch smashed, breaking a katana in two, and his fist continued to smash forward, shattering the head of the killer with the knife.

He grabbed the dead killer and slammed his body like a windmill.

The killers around them screamed and were knocked away, and the terrible sound of bones breaking came from all of their bodies.

Lin Feiyang threw the body away, brandished his fist gloves and rushed into the crowd again.

Blood splattered, and one by one the killers fell like harvested wheat, their heads blown out with fist gloves.

In just a few minutes, more than seventy killers all fell to the ground.

Lin Feiyang's fist gloves were dripping with crimson blood, his right hand gloves had actually cracked, and the steel nails on his left hand gloves were also missing more than half.

He slowly took off his two gloves and threw them aside, looking at Inoue Muraki with a smile on his face.

Inoue Muraki swallowed hard, Lin Feiyang's shock was too great.

But after a while, he calmed down, because he also had the strength of the early stage of the imperial rank.

To be able to become the director of the Demon Kingdom, his strength will naturally not be bad, otherwise it would be impossible to enter such an important organization as the Demon Kingdom.

"You're amazing, it seems that I underestimated you." Inoue Muraki pushes away the massage girl who was already scared and jumps off the bed.

Two of his bodyguards immediately dressed him in a kimono and respectfully handed him his katana.

Inoue Muraki slowly pulled out the katana that bloomed with cold light, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't believe it when the Faceless Heavenly King said that you were quite powerful, but today it seems that he is not lying, you do have the ability to kill his son." ”

Lin Feiyang smiled: "Are you scared now?" ”

Inoue Muraki suddenly laughed and pointed a knife at Lin Feiyang: "Death, you must be overestimating yourself!" You are just the strength of the peak of the king level, although it is very strong, but the gap between you and me is like heaven and earth. The one who is scared should not be me, but you. ”

He sneered, "When you know how terrifying my strength is, I guarantee that you will be so frightened that you will turn around and run away." ”

Lin Feiyang shook his head lightly, and then began to undress.

Inoue Muraki put away his smile and looked at Lin Feiyang puzzled.

He took off one by one, and soon stripped off all the clothes on his upper body.

"What are you doing?" Inoue asked incomprehensibly.

Lin Feiyang didn't answer him and continued to take off his pants.

In front of the three men of Inoue Muraki, he quickly took off only a pair of underwear.

The corners of Inoue's eyes twitched, and he yelled viciously: "What the hell are you doing?" Hit and beat, what are you doing with undressing? ”

Lin Feiyang smiled at him: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?" ”

Just when Inoue Muraki and the three were stunned, he took off the last of his underwear, and then disappeared in front of the eyes of the three.

"Damn" Inoue Muraki took a step back in fright, and asked the two subordinates in shock, "Did you see that?" He, he, he, he, where did he go? ”

Two of his men were equally frightened, and one of them was just about to speak, when suddenly his neck writhed horribly, breaking directly in the air.

Inoue Muraki and another subordinate were so frightened that they immediately retreated, but the subordinate only took two steps back, and his body suddenly floated into the air.

Right in front of Inoue Muraki, his head spun three hundred and sixty degrees, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahh

As an emperor-level master, he is not an enemy in any form, but he is afraid of the unknown to the core.

"Now, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, startling him with hair all over his body.