"You dare?!"

Seeing this, Zi Yunqing shouted urgently.

"Hehe, I, Duan Feng, have acted all my life, and there is really nothing I dare not do. ”

Duan Feng chuckled, and the Ancient Relic Light Sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, even if it was slashed away.

"No!!"

Zi Yunqing and the others shouted desperately.

As for Ziyun Changfeng himself, he was seriously injured, and the whole person couldn't move, let alone dodge.

For the shouting and threats of Zi Yunqing and others, Duan Feng seemed to have heard it, and the movements in his hands were not slow but fast.

"Poof!"

A sword fell, blood splattered out, and the purple cloud and long wind were separated in an instant.

Lost his life.

"Ding~Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host, who successfully killed one of the Heavenly Supreme Monks. ”

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 4.7 million aura points. ”

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 4.7 million spirit coins. ”

"Congratulations to the host, the alchemist's proficiency has increased by four hundred and eighty-eight points. ”

“......”

Hearing the crisp sound of the system, Duan Feng just nodded casually.

With such a fat meat in his mouth, how could he let it escape?

"You...... You ......"

Zi Yunqing and the others were completely cold in place.

They couldn't have imagined that Duan Feng would really dare to kill him.

"Who else is not convinced? Single-handedly or group attack, even if you come, I Duan Feng will not refuse!"

Duan Feng ignored Zi Yunqing and the others' iron-blue faces, his figure flashed, appeared above the void, and said lightly.

You look at me, and I look at you, and I don't know how to take this.

Just now, even the young sect master of the Purple Cloud Sect, Ziyun Changfeng, was killed, and they stepped forward, what is the difference between that and looking for death?

"Since no one dares to fight, then I will withdraw. ”

Duan Feng looked around and said lightly.

"Stop!"

Zi Yunqing's face was hideous, and she clenched her fists and shouted angrily.

"Hmm, you want to fight?"

Duan Feng slowly turned his head, his gaze fell on Zi Yunqing's body, and asked lightly.

Being looked at by Duan Feng like this, Zi Yunqing's body trembled.

His strength is just the supreme of the upper ranks.

Such strength is not enough for the other party to have a finger.

However, he still forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and said coldly: "Kill the young master of my family, don't you want to leave here!"

"Oh, is it up to you?"

Duan Feng shook his head and sneered.

"Hmph, my sect master has already rushed over, today, you must die!"

Zi Yunqing said very strongly.

As the only son of Ziyun Zhenjun, Ziyun Changfeng has some special marks on his body.

Now that it has suffered a catastrophe, it will definitely cause a sensation in Ziyun Zhenjun.

Presumably, at this time, Ziyun Zhenjun had already rushed over.

Therefore, Zi Yunqing stood up hard.

His purpose was very clear, that is, to delay Duan Feng.

Drag until Ziyun Zhenjun appears.

Otherwise, let Duan Feng leave smoothly, and then their fate would be a little miserable.

"Master Duan Feng, Ziyun True Monarch is coming, let's go quickly. ”

When Jin Ming heard this, his figure flashed, and he appeared beside Duan Feng, urging.

"Sect Master of the Purple Cloud Sect?"

Duan Feng shrugged his shoulders, but shook his head and said, "Why should I go?"

"This ......"

Obviously, Jin Ming didn't expect Duan Feng to think like this, he was stunned, and then hurriedly shouted:

"Ziyun True Monarch's strength is one of the best in the Northern Regions, if he comes here, then it will be too late for us to want to leave. ”

"In that case, then I can't go even more. ”

Duan Feng was still calm and said slowly.

With the strength that he has now reached the Heavenly Supreme, why should he escape?

Who would he be afraid of?

"This guy, what an idiot. ”

Hearing Duan Feng's arrogant words, Zi Yunqing secretly snickered in her heart.

Just now, he was still thinking about how to get Duan Feng to stay.

And now, it's all about him.

As for the surrounding monks, they are also the second monk who is confused.

Could it be that he Duan Feng really thought that he could defeat Ziyun Zhenjun.

"Master Duan Feng, that's the Purple Cloud True Monarch, compared to our Mansion Master, he is only strong and not weak. ”

Jin Ming was completely anxious, and hurriedly defended again.

"I've made up my mind, needless to say. ”

Duan Feng waved his hand and motioned for Jin Ming not to say more.

"But ......"

Jin Ming's whole face was panicked, and the words came to his mouth and swallowed them raw.

"If you want to leave, go first. ”

Duan Feng seemed to remember something, and said casually.

"Master Duan Feng, since you don't leave, then we will never be reluctant!"

Although Jin Ming was very anxious, he saw that Duan Feng had made up his mind, and he was also determined to stay.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Duan Feng shrugged his shoulders and said no more.

The surrounding monks and powerhouses, when they heard that Ziyun Zhenjun was coming over, knew that the good show was ahead, how could they have the intention of leaving?

"Brother Duan Feng, I'd better hand over this holy relic short knife to you, just in case. ”

Chu Chengcheng appeared beside Duan Feng, with a hint of worry on his face.

Although she believed in Duan Feng very much, after all, the opponent was too strong and could not be easily knocked down.

"Okay, let me give it a try, what's so great about this relic-level short knife. ”

Just in case, Duan Feng nodded and took it into his hand.

This relict short knife has extremely complex and obscure lines on the blade.

Moreover, in the center of the recess, there is a black dragon ball inlaid on it.

"This short knife is a little weird. ”

Duan Feng raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

But he didn't know what kind of weird method it was, but there was something wrong with his intuition.

After carefully observing the circle, suddenly Duan Feng's eyebrows raised, he slowly raised his head, and said lightly: "Is it finally here?"

"Bang!"

The next moment Duan Feng raised his head, a figure, like a hurricane, instantly appeared above this void.

This person is dressed in a gray robe, windless and automatic, giving people a domineering attitude overlooking the world.

"Who killed my son!"

The person who came was Ziyun Zhenjun, and at a glance, he saw the Ziyun Changfeng with the separation of human heads, and a faint voice sounded.

Although his voice was very faint, and he couldn't even feel the slightest joy, anger and sorrow, many people still felt a shock in their hearts when they heard it.

For a person as high as Ziyun Zhenjun, the calmer it is, the more serious the incident is.

No one dared to speak, the whole void was dead silent.

Even Zi Yunqing and the other cultivators of the Purple Cloud Sect did not dare to talk easily.

At this time, it is obviously quite irrational to touch Ziyun Zhenjun's moldy head.

"I killed it. ”

Just when the atmosphere was extremely solidified, an indifferent voice sounded.

The person who spoke was none other than Duan Feng.

(End of chapter)