"Take me to see, I want to see if this Ling Feng really has three heads and six arms, and he actually tortured and killed so many disciples of my Netherworld Mountain. "The Holy Son of the Netherworld Mountain, walking with a dragon and a tiger, striding with a swagger, gives people a strange feeling, that is, whether this guy's eyes are on his head, and he doesn't put people in his eyes at all.

"Damn, didn't you just say that Ling Feng was hunting demon beasts? "The Netherworld Saint Son came to the place where the Netherworld Mountain disciples found Duan Ling Feng. He didn't see that Ling Feng, and he couldn't help frowning.

"It doesn't make sense, just now I saw that Ling Feng was fighting with a demon beast of the Transformation God Realm, he couldn't have killed the demon beast of the Transformation God Realm so quickly, could it be that they went to fight somewhere else." The disciple of the Netherworld Mountain was puzzled. From the time he found Duan Ling Feng to the time he reported to the Netherworld Holy Son, when he arrived here, he didn't have to make a cup of tea before and after, how could it be that this period of Ling Feng was gone, and there was no trace of a battle nearby.

"Everyone scattered and looked around, this Ling Feng is estimated to be very good at hiding traces, once you find this trace of Ling Feng, don't make a noise, the flying sword sends a message. The Holy Son of the Netherworld commanded at the disciples of the Netherworld.

Just as this Netherworld Son had dispersed the addresses of these Nether Mountains, he shouted at the void.

"Duan Lingfeng, get out, I know you're nearby, and now I've done what you wanted, and I've scattered all the other disciples of my right famous mountain. ”

The voice of the Netherworld Son exploded nearby, but no one appeared.

"Duan Lingfeng, I knew you were nearby, do you want me to pull you out. Now that I'm here alone, I'll give you a chance to fight my fair game. The Netherworld Saint Son's brows furrowed, just now his divine thoughts were already keen enough to sense the existence of someone nearby, but when he sensed it carefully, he didn't find any strange aura nearby, he was very strange, knowing that there must be someone hiding in the dark nearby, but the other party's secret technique was very wonderful, he just caught a trace of the breath, and then the other party disappeared, he had to force Duan Lingfeng out in this way.

Not only that, but also this Netherworld Holy Son, he is the core inheritance disciple of the Netherworld Mountain, although he is not the strongest among the many core inheritance disciples of the Netherworld, but he can become the Holy Son of the Netherworld Mountain, he is definitely a big person, if he, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Mountain, still uses you to bully more and less against this Ling Feng, it will really be a shame for them to face the Netherworld.

In this way, there was a scene where he dismissed the other disciples of the Netherworld Mountain, and he thought that this was to be able to fight with Duan Ling Feng fairly, because the disciples of these three major sects had already passed on this Ling Feng to be a god, and he also wanted to know for a while whether Duan Ling Feng, who was feared like a tiger by the disciples of these three major sects, really had three heads and six arms as rumored.

"Haha...... You want to fight fairly with Xiao Ye, are the disciples of your three major sects so shameless?" The voice of the Netherworld Holy Son of the Netherworld Mountain echoed in the mountains and forests, and it didn't take long for a piercing laughter to come from far and near.

This Netherworld Saint Son's induction was not wrong, after Ling Feng killed the demon beast of the Transformation God Realm, he did not leave, but hid around here, because he felt that the disciples of his Netherworld Mountain had left, and he knew that once the other party left, he would definitely notify the disciples of Netherworld Mountain to surround him, and then this would be where his opportunity was.

Originally, when he saw the Netherworld Holy Son dismiss the disciples of the Netherworld Mountain, he was about to set out to kill those ordinary Netherworld Mountain disciples, but he didn't expect that this Netherworld Holy Son was deliberately trying to lure him out, since the other party was looking for death, then he would come out and meet this Netherworld Holy Son for a while.

"The strength of the late stage of the infant transformation realm. Hearing Duan Ling Feng's piercing laughter, the Netherworld Saint Son's brows furrowed unconsciously, because he found that this Ling Feng was not the strength of the half-step Champion Gold as rumored, but the strength of the late stage of the Transformation Realm was not even the Transformation God Realm, this was really too strange, a martial artist in the late stage of the Transformation Realm, even if his strength was against the sky, it was impossible to kill the middle and late stage of the Transformation God Realm, and now it had touched him, the elite core disciple of the Netherworld Mountain.

Giving him a feeling that killing chickens with a knife is overkill, and he also deeply felt that the disciples of this Netherworld Mountain are really becoming more and more incompetent, and it is so difficult to clean up a martial artist in the infant transformation realm, and now it is the core inheritance disciple like him that these three major factions are really declining more and more, and now a small remnant sword sect, you dare to provoke the dignity of the three major factions.

"Duan Lingfeng, how do you want to die, if you decide on your own, I can give you a good time, if this seat makes a move, it will definitely make your life worse than death. ”

"Yo, are all the disciples of the Netherworld Mountain like you? I really thought that killing the young master was as easy as digging for something. Lin Feng shook his head disdainfully, he couldn't see through this guy, but his divine mind felt that the other party had it, but the unstable strength, just like this unstable strength, even if Duan Ling Feng was not sure to kill him, and he wanted to retreat with his whole body, it was not a difficult thing.

There is a more important point, Duan Lingfeng may not be able to defeat this Netherworld Saint Son, but he still has four poor puppets, he wants to kill the other party, it doesn't seem to be a difficult task, it can be said that this guy wants to be crazy in front of him, and he has no qualifications.

"Death to those who offend me in the Nether Mountain. A holy son flashed a sharp glint on his face, he was not fighting with Duan Lingfeng, since he decided to make a move against Duan Lingfeng, he naturally would not let go of the other party easily, he shouted angrily, and then a small black flag flew out of his hand. Then he swiped at Duan Lingfeng.

Since he decided to kill this Ling Feng, he naturally won't, because Duan Ling Feng is a martial artist who has changed his realm, so he has a heart of contempt, maybe this guy has a clever means of making profits, obviously he is a martial artist of the Transformation God Realm, he likes to play this, a martial artist of the infant transformation realm to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, so when he makes a move, he does not have the slightest contempt, and he is full of strength as soon as he makes a move.

"Boom. ”

Then the flying small flag waved in the wind, turning into a black flag that exuded a monstrous evil aura, Duan Lingfeng slashed out, and immediately an attack made of black qi was cut off by him.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to still have some ability, I don't know how many more attacks you can take in this next attack. Seeing that his Nether Banner attack did not have an effect on killing Duan Lingfeng with one blow, a flash of light flashed in the eyes of the Nether Holy Son, and then the Nether Banner in his hand continued to slash, and immediately, one after another, the black qi turned into various attacks, shooting towards Duan Lingfeng.

(End of chapter)