"Haha, it's really a heaven-level martial art, as I expected, even the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus couldn't blow it up. ”

Duan Feng looked at the golden scroll in his hand and grinned lightly.

"This place should not stay for a long time, evacuate!"

Duan Feng flipped his palm and put the heaven-level martial arts into the storage compartment of the system, his figure flashed, and then he swept out.

The terrifying energy generated by the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus was no less than the self-explosion of a Sword Venerable powerhouse.

Such a terrifying energy would definitely attract the attention of the two big figures of Aoshitang and Sword Spirit Pavilion.

If they learned that the heaven-level martial arts had been snatched away, they would definitely kill them without hesitation.

So.

Duan Feng won't leave at this time, but when?

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

With the help of the instantaneous step, coupled with the fact that the god-level spiritual veins had been opened, as well as the first three doors of the Eight Gate Dunjia, Duan Feng's speed was like teleportation.

In the blink of an eye, it was thousands of miles away.

......

At the moment after Duan Feng left, Fu Guan and Jian Hong appeared in the sky above that area almost instantly.

"Yun Feng!"

Seeing that Jian Yunfeng was already lying on the cold ground, a monstrous angry shout came from Jian Hong's mouth.

"Dead old dog, I want you to pay for your life!"

Jian Hong's eyes were red, and the next moment, the spiritual power in his body completely bloomed, and he blasted out against Fu Guan.

"Bang!"

When the two collided, the terrifying energy quickly dispersed, shaking the surrounding peaks one after another.

The monks of the late stage of the Sword Venerable were already at the top of the entire Soul Sword Continent.

Their collision was terrifying, and it could be described as earth-shattering.

"Stop, this is not the work of our Proud World Hall!"

After the collision, Fu Guan scolded loudly.

"Hehe, it's not you, who else can there be?"

Jian Hong sneered, and was about to do it again, but he heard a loud shout.

"Believe it or not. ”

Jian Hong looked at the letter suspiciously, but found that in a corner, he saw a half-amputated arm.

That arm, as dry as an eagle's claw, was obviously Fu Hao's.

"Not only was your precious son killed, but even the three elders of my Proud World Hall were killed!"

Fu Guan's face was like ashes.

Fu Hao's death was a very heavy blow to their Proud World Hall.

"Hmph, that's damn him!"

Although seeing Fu Hao being killed, Jian Hong's heart had some balance, but his face was still terrifyingly dark.

Fu Guan didn't bother to refute it, and said lightly: "We were all tricked, and we were able to kill Fu Hao in such a short period of time and snatch away the heaven-level martial arts, this person's strength should not be below the two of us." ”

"Hmph, even so, that day-level martial art also belongs to our Sword Spirit Pavilion! When I get the heaven-level martial art, it will be the day of your Proud World Hall's destruction!"

Jian Hong snorted coldly, leaving a threatening word, when even holding Jian Yunfeng's corpse, he rushed away in a certain direction.

"Damn, the old man worked so hard that he made a wedding dress for someone else, this thing must not be endured!"

Fu Guan shouted angrily, and with a wave of his palm, a blood-colored jade pendant appeared in his hand.

"Bang!"

Then, the blood-colored jade pendant turned into powder and fell suddenly.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!"

In less than half a minute, five black-clothed figures appeared around him.

"See the hall master!" the five men bowed in unison, respectfully.

"Search! No matter what, I must find the monk who took away the heaven-level martial arts!"

Fu Guan snorted coldly.