"Live...... Stop!"

The old man in the mask completely withered his breath, and even his voice became much weaker.

"It's really weak, and it's boring to suffer from such two blows. ”

Duan Feng shook his head, and the strange fire on his hands suddenly dissipated into nothingness.

Immediately afterward, he exited this illusion space.

......

"Plop!"

The old man in the mask suddenly lay on his stomach on the void, cold sweat broke out, and his mouth was even more panting.

"Lobby Master, what's wrong with you?"

The other hall masters were shocked and hurriedly looked over.

"Huh, how can this be?"

The monks around him were also confused.

Wasn't the old man in the mask just now, how could he suddenly become so weak?

"Move on to the next goal. ”

Duan Feng chuckled, his eyes looking at the other hall masters again.

The other hall masters, on the other hand, stared at Duan Feng with angry expressions.

They thought that this must be Duan Feng's secret ghost.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with thinking this way.

Moreover, these actions of theirs are also in line with Duan Feng's intentions.

After a few breaths......

"Plop, plop, plop, plop!"

One after another, the hall masters, all of them were like the old man in the mask, half-kneeling in the void, cold sweat breaking out, gasping for air.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?"

"It's obviously the hall master of the Soul Demon Sect who is performing the Soul Prison Technique, how can they suddenly seem to have no strength one by one?"

The surrounding monks watched this scene in disbelief.

And all the Soul Demon Sect masters who were recruited were also extremely shocked in their hearts!

"It's an illusion, it's definitely an illusion!"

"Don't look him in the eye!"

The old man in the mask was the first to react and yelled.

"Hehe, it's too late......"

Duan Feng opened his eyes, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and shook his head.

"Plop, plop, plop!"

The remaining three Soul Demon Sect Masters suddenly lost their strength in an instant.

In the illusion space, although a long time has passed, in reality, it is only a few breaths.

So, by the time they reacted, it was already too late.

"Next, it's my turn. ”

Duan Feng let out a deep sigh, and the spiritual power in his body bloomed again.

Although his eyesight has deteriorated a lot after using [Moon Reading], this is not the time to rest.

"Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship, Storm Slash!"

As soon as the sword came out, the surrounding soul control technique performed by the Eight Hall Masters was instantly shattered.

"Whoosh~"

Duan Feng's figure flashed, and he rushed out at the hall master of the Soul Demon Sect.

"Retreat!"

The old man in the mask shouted loudly, and with all his might, he quickly retreated.

"Poof!poof!poof!poof!"

Duan Feng didn't hesitate, the King Holy Sword in his hand, the sword rose and fell, and killed the Soul Demon Sect Master on the spot one by one.

In the blink of an eye, only the old man with the mask was left.

"You escaped last time, this time, you will definitely not be able to escape!"

Duan Feng looked at the old man in the mask who was far away, and raised the King Holy Sword in his hand without hurrying.

"Extreme ghost swordsmanship, ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

"Huh~"

A shocking sword light broke through the shackles of the void, like the scythe of death, and descended on the body of the masked old man.

"Poof!"

A sword pierces the heart, the old man in the mask, falls!

"Ding~Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host, who successfully killed the Eight Hall Masters of the Soul Demon Sect. ”

"Congratulations to the host, 98 million XP points have been gained. ”

"Congratulations to the host, upgrade to the Sword Venerable Sixth Heaven. ”

"Congratulations to the host, you accidentally got a special ability: [Amaterasu]!"

“......”