"Boom!"

The huge flame palm exploded violently in the crowd. I only heard a loud bang, flames shot out, and a terrifying energy shot out in all directions, and in a short period of time, the eyes of these God Transformation Realm martial artists were only a white glow.

"Ahh......hh

The screams resounded in the crowd, and the flame palm contained terrifying power, and with just one blow, more than a dozen martial artists of the Transformation God Realm were severely damaged.

"Damn, how is this possible, how can your strength be so strong. "The Netherworld Holy Son saw Duan Ling Feng's terrifying blow just now, the Netherworld Mountain disciple he brought was hit hard in one face, such a terrifying combat power, only a strong person in the Peak Realm could do it, but this Ling Feng did it easily.

Could it be that this Ling Feng has hidden his strength, he is a powerhouse in the Peak Realm, he is hiding his strength, deliberately pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, he didn't expect this Ling Feng to be so insidious, even the entire Remnant Sword Sect was also so insidious, the strength of these people seemed to be strong, but these people were all masters who pretended to be pigs and tigers, and they would only hide their strength and bully the weak.

"Nothing is impossible, today is your time of death. Duan Lingfeng sneered, and as he spoke, he took out the four Qiqi puppets.

"Kill, kill me, destroy these people. Duan Lingfeng ordered at the Qiqi puppet.

The disciples of the Transformation God Realm of the Netherworld Mountain were seriously injured by Duan Ling Feng's flame palm, and now that Duan Ling Feng summoned the Poor Qi Puppet, with the strong strength of the Poor Qi Puppet, it would be very easy to kill these disciples of the Transformation God Realm.

"Damn, is this your hidden hole card. "Netherworld Son, look, four strange puppets, he is suddenly discolored. From the bodies of these four strange puppets, he felt the aura of danger.

If there was one Poor Strange Puppet, he could still deal with it, but now there are four Poor Strange Puppets, which is a mortal danger to him.

"Ah......h

At this moment when the Holy Son of the Netherworld was stunned, the four Qiqi puppets launched a ferocious attack on the disciples of the Netherworld, and for a while, screams continued to come out of the crowd, in order to wipe out the disciples of the Netherworld.

Duan Lin Feng had already made a lot of money, and he used the high-grade spirit stone to maximize the power of this poor Qi Kuilei.

Every Qiqi puppet is equivalent to a strong man in the early stage of the Peak Realm, and with the strength of the early stage of the Peak Realm, if you want to kill the martial artist of the Transformation God Realm of this Netherworld Mountain, it is not as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

In just a short period of effort, these injured God Transformation Realm martial artists were slaughtered by the four Qiqi puppets.

Its speed was so fast that the Netherworld Saint Son was dumbfounded, he really couldn't understand how this poor puppet could be so powerful, the strength was stronger than him, any poor puppet had the strength to kill the martial artists of the God Realm in seconds, these poor puppets should be powerful puppets of the Champion Realm.

In this cultivation world, when there is a powerful puppet in this Winning Realm, if any super great sect has this Poor Strange puppet that has won the Championship, it will not be able to sweep the entire cultivation world.

This Netherworld Saint Son was born in the top ten super sects, such a super power, he knows better than anyone how difficult it is to break through the powerhouse of this Champion Realm, it is easy to transform into a god, and it can be said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky if he wants to break through and reach the Champion.

And this poor and strange puppet of the Peak Realm, if any sect has such a puppet, it is not able to sweep the entire cultivation world, and it is not difficult to dominate the world at all.

But in front of him, he can't believe it, if it is not for other poor puppets of the Peak Realm to be able to kill the martial artist of the Transformation God Realm in seconds, even a powerhouse of his half-step Peak Realm can't do it, only a real Champion Realm powerhouse can burst out with such a fighting power against the sky.

This Netherworld Saint Son is a half-step powerhouse of the Peak Realm, he wants to break through the Peak Realm, and he doesn't dare to say that he is completely sure that he can break through to the Peak Realm, which shows that the powerhouse of this Peak Realm is so difficult to break through.

"Kill. ”

The Netherworld Saint Son shouted angrily and killed Duan Ling Feng, he knew that this Ling Feng was not a powerhouse of the Winning Realm, his true realm should only be a martial artist of the Infant Transformation Realm, and his most powerful hole card was these Poor Strange Puppets of the Winning Realm, this Poor Strange Puppet of the Winning Realm was to display the combat power of the Winning Realm, and he also had certain limitations, and he was not as he imagined, he could wantonly exert the combat power of the Winning Realm.

And as long as he kills Duan Ling Feng, then he will not only be able to resolve this crisis, but also be able to take these four poor puppets for his own use, and when he has this poor and strange puppet and bring them back to the Netherworld, his strength and status will definitely be able to rise greatly, even if he wants to win the great treasure of the Netherworld Mountain, it is not impossible.

Thinking of this, this Netherworld Saint Son is face is hot, as long as Duan Lingfeng kills him, he will be able to get all of Duan Lingfeng, so if he asks for him in danger, he must fight.

Duan Lingfeng knew that there must be many restrictions on using this Poor Strange Puppet, his strength was not as good as this Netherworld Saint Son, but he was not afraid of the other party, if he was afraid of the other party, he would not have fought until now, with the speed of the Kunpeng Body. This Nether Son can't hurt him at all, as long as he is entangled by this poor puppet, then it will be his death.

Duan Lingfeng knew this truth, and this Netherworld Saint Son also knew this truth, he knew that it would be very difficult to kill Duan Lingfeng, but he still did this, which showed that he must have a strong hole card, otherwise he would not have done this.

"Hurry!"

I only heard that the Netherworld Saint Son shouted, and then a small gray sword shot towards this Ling Feng, and this small black sword exuded an evil aura on its body.

Unleashing this little black sword, the aura of this Netherworld Son was a little wilted.

Seeing the small black sword coming from the lightning, Duan Lingfeng was instinctive, wanting to dodge the small black sword that came from the lightning, so that an unexpected scene happened, this small black sword was extremely fast, and he couldn't dodge it at all. In an instant, Duan Lingfeng was shot squarely by this small black sword.

"Duan Lingfeng, you have been hit by my Soul Chasing Sword, and today is your death date. "When the Netherworld Saint Son saw that this section of Ling Feng was hit by his Soul Chasing Sword, he knew that this section of Ling Feng was finished.

"Damn, what's going on. Duan Lingfeng was shot by the small black sword, he found that he couldn't dodge this small sword at all, and shot into his shoulder, and immediately a cold power spread in his body, the cold power also carried some corrosive power, and this wound was still worsening.

(End of chapter)