Chapter 330: Everyone is not afraid of what they say

A powerful aura came, Ling Feng felt that it was getting closer and closer, and Jiaolong could only see it rushing towards Ling Feng, the dragon breath that came out of his mouth, the scorching temperature made people a little unbearable. At this time, Ling Feng was expressionless, looking at Jiaolong with a flat face.

The speed of the dragon is extremely fast, as fast as lightning. And Ling Feng's face was flat, and he saw that the demonic qi all over his body rose, and a golden light gushed out from his body, which seemed to be a demonic armor turned into demonic qi, which made people dare not look at it directly.

However, just as Jiaolong rushed towards Ling Feng, several figures appeared in the sky, and an extremely powerful coercion pressed towards Jiaolong and Ling Feng, and that powerful coercion made Ling Feng a little breathless.

Ling Feng looked up at the person who was threatening, and saw that the leader was a lean man, standing as straight as the barrel of a gun, with long black hair as long as his hips, and his long hair was blowing wantonly.

Ling Feng looked at this scene, his eyes were a little shocked, this person was the strong man he saw in the sea of ink, the man who wielded his sword to resist the thunder and lightning under the riot of the sea of ink, that scene, Ling Feng still unforgettable.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, he was silent, and watched this scene quietly.

I saw that the war knife in the hands of the courtiers was pulled out, and he looked at Jiaolong with a flat face, there was no fear in his eyes, and his voice was a little indifferent, "Jiaolong, you shouldn't appear here, because I still have a dragon ball left in the Tear Building." ”

Jiaolong suddenly let out a dragon groan, he looked at the general's courtier's eyes with some anger, only to see Jiaolong soaring into the air, ignoring Ling Feng, and rushing towards the general's courtier.

The general did not dodge at all, he swung his sword, and the long knife roared with the power of thunder and lightning.

When Ling Feng saw this blow, his eyes were full of shock. This knife broke through the sky, the heavens and the earth moved, at this moment, it seemed that time stood still, and only this long knife was left in the world.

"I didn't expect his strength to be so strong, and I don't know how powerful Bo Tear Building is. Ling Feng thought to himself.

However, just when Ling Feng was shocked, several powerful auras came from the sky, and these auras were not weaker than Du Chun'an.

Immediately after, dozens of people stood in the air, and several of the ten people looked at the field with some anger, and a trace of killing intent burned in their eyes.

"Du Chun'an is actually dead?" Among the ten people, an old man in a white robe with a blood-colored battle axe embroidered on his chest also had some disbelief in his eyes.

Although Du Chun'an's strength is not very strong, he is also the number one person in the Blood Peak Sect, but now, he is dead here, which can't help but make him Liu Yi a little curious, curious about who killed Du Chun'an.

His gaze swept towards the field, except for Jiaolong, who was fighting with the generals, the only person left in the field was Ling Feng, except for Ling Feng, there was no one else in the field.

"People from the Heavenly Demon Palace?" Liu Yi's gaze changed, he looked at the two corpses on the side, and his eyes were a little shocked.

The Heavenly Demon Palace, although it has fallen now, but his strength cannot be questioned, his strength, his strength, his background, this is why the Heavenly Demon Hall can become the overlord of the Heavenly Witch Continent, even if the Heavenly Demon Hall is now very defeated, but this is not comparable to ordinary forces.

Now, not only the people from his own Blood Peak Sect died, but there were also two people from the Heavenly Demon Palace, and only Ling Feng survived.

Liu Yi looked at the bow and crossbow not far from Ling Feng, his face gradually turned cold, and a powerful momentum directly pressed towards Ling Feng.

The strength of the ninth layer in the barren period, without a trace of the breath of the whole body, pressed Ling Feng away.

Ling Feng felt the coercion, his face was pale and colorless, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his whole body trembled and weakened, but even so, Ling Feng still gritted his teeth and insisted on not letting himself fall.

Looking at Ling Feng who insisted, Liu Yi also had a smile on his face, and after being silent for a while, he said to Ling Feng, "Why did you kill them, what kind of grudge do they have against you?"

Ling Feng looked at Liu Yi, his face remained unchanged, he looked at him with a flat face, with a hint of tenacity in his voice, "I didn't kill them, whether you believe it or not, I don't have the strength to kill them." ”

Liu Yi paused, his eyes were slightly closed, his eyes were a little indifferent, and then he looked at the group of people who had just arrived, and among those people, the most eye-catching was a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man wore a shawl and black hair, his eyes were also full of indifference, and a demonic aura poured out of his whole body, and the whole person seemed to be able to look at the world and the world, and he didn't put the world in his eyes at all.

"Du San, he killed the people of your Heavenly Demon Palace, what do you think should be done?" Liu Yi looked at Du San with some inquiry in his eyes.

A trace of indifference flashed in Du San's eyes, and there was some calm in his voice, like a demon god from above, looking down at Ling Feng, he didn't pay attention to those people at all, he just looked at Ling Feng indifferently, "I declare your sin, die!"

Du San's words paused, only to see two men behind him stand up, those two men were tall and tall, giving people a feeling of invincibility, and the two men were holding a spear and rushed towards Ling Feng.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and they came to Ling Feng's side in the blink of an eye, Ling Feng looked at the powerful two, his face changed slightly, and the hand holding the sword was also a little tighter, at the moment when the two of them stabbed with spears, the magic sword in Ling Feng's hand waved, and the moves of the two people were resisted at once.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, their eyes were a little incredulous, just now those two were Cave Void Stage cultivators, and it was enough to deal with a Qing Reckless Stage Ling Feng, but now, the attacks of the two Cave Void Stage cultivators were resisted.

"This person is not simple, he must have hidden his cultivation. Liu Yi looked at Ling Feng, and his eyes were a little solemn.

He never thought that this seemingly extremely young man had such ability, he actually hid his strength, so that people could not see the depth, and there were not a few monks who pretended to be pigs and ate tigers.

The two monks were stunned, they were a little afraid to accept that their moves were resisted by Ling Feng, only to see the spears of the two of them pick up again, and an extremely powerful force slammed into the magic sword at once.

The force of the shock from the magic sword suddenly shook Ling Feng's palm out of a tiger's mouth, and blood continued to remain. Immediately after, the spear swung again, only to hear a sonorous sound, and the magic sword flew out and landed on the ground, and there was a crisp sound.

The two of them didn't stop at all, his speed was extremely fast, and he rushed towards that Ling Feng all of a sudden, Ling Feng looked at the fatal blow of those two, he took a deep breath, and then his whole body was full of demonic energy, ready to enter the remnant realm.

In his heart, he didn't want to expose his hole cards in front of so many people, but now, he had no choice, if he didn't enter the remnant world, he would die, and in front of life, secrets were no longer the most important.

Just as the attack of those two was about to reach Ling Feng's chest, he saw a woman holding a magic sword floating down.

The woman was wearing a purple dress, there was no emotion on her face, like an iceberg, she was holding the Purple Demon Sword, and she was extremely skillful in using it, as if this sword was connected with her heart, and she cherished each other.

"Ziyan!" Ling Feng looked at the woman, his eyes were also a little shocked, but then he turned into a trace of loss.

"The hosts. The Purple Death Sword Spirit knelt in front of Ling Feng with a respectful expression, his eyes extremely respectful.

At the moment when Zi Feng appeared, everyone in the audience was extremely shocked, they looked at Ling Feng's gaze with some fear, and of course, there were also many people with some greed in their eyes.

This is a legendary thing, extremely powerful, and ordinary monks have no chance to see it, let alone accept it.

Now, a sword spirit appeared in their eyes, this sword spirit was extremely powerful, even comparable to a cave void period monk, and this kind of sword spirit was very rare in the entire world.

"This sword spirit, I want it from the Heavenly Demon Palace. Du San's face was strong, and his gaze at those people was extremely indifferent, and his eyes were full of arrogance, and he didn't put these people in front of him at all.

However, no one objected to Du San, they all knew Du San's origins and Du San's strength, and they did not forget the battle a hundred years ago, that extremely strong battle.

Du San fought alone against twelve monks at the peak of the barren period, and finally killed eight people and seriously injured four people, although he was also seriously injured in the end, but this kind of strength has to be feared, he is in the Heavenly Demon Palace, and he is known as the top five people in the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Among the forces of the Twelve Families Alliance, it was extremely difficult for the Heavenly Demon Hall to be suppressed, and if it weren't for Du San and other monks in the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Heavenly Demon Hall would have ceased to exist a long time ago, turning into ashes in history.

Du San, known as the sword demon Du San, his sword skills are very rare in the world, even the generals who are known as the sword emperor dare not say that their sword skills are stronger than Du San.

A trace of murderous intent flashed on Ling Feng's face, he didn't speak, I saw him slowly stand up, his whole body was full of demonic energy, and his eyes were indifferent and ruthless, at this moment, Ling Feng changed, he was no longer a warrior, now he was a demon god, a demon god who controlled heaven and earth.

"Huh!" the Purple Death Sword Spirit rushed out at once, and rushed towards those monks with greedy eyes, her speed was extremely fast, and the moves in her hands were also extremely powerful, and many monks were killed in an instant.

"Get out!" Liu Yi slashed down with an axe, and slashed directly towards the Purple Death Sword Spirit, and the battle axe carried the power of 10,000 catties, and suddenly knocked the Purple Death Sword Spirit out and fell heavily to the ground.

When Ling Feng saw this scene, he took a deep breath, only to see that his body was like electricity, and he rushed towards the Purple Death Sword Spirit at once. When the Purple Death Sword Spirit saw Ling Feng rushing towards her, her expression was a little complicated, her toes touched lightly, and the whole person was like a spirit bird, holding the magic sword in her hand, and rushed towards those monks again.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift!" Liu Yi snorted coldly, the battle axe in his hand swung out again, this time Liu Yi's move was extremely strong, and it was not something that ordinary people could resist at all, only to see the purple sword spirit swing out, and suddenly the magic sword and the battle axe collided together, and the purple sword spirit also flew out again.

"Canopy!" There was a loud bang, and I saw that the body of the Purple Sword Spirit was a little illusory, as if it was about to dissipate.

"Zi Yan!" Ling Feng saw this scene, he rushed over at once, hugged the sword spirit that was about to dissipate, and left a trace of tears in his eyes.

Ling Feng's tears dripped down the body of the Purple Sword Spirit, and the Sword Spirit that was about to dissipate was also a little tired, looking at Ling Feng and saying apologetically, "Master, I'm useless, I can't protect my master." ”

Ling Feng shook his head, looked at the Purple Death Sword Spirit and said with some remorse, "Zi Yan, it was my mistake, if it weren't for me, you would be fine, all this is me, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be what you are now." ”

The Purple Death Sword Spirit had a bitter face, she looked at Ling Feng seriously, and her voice was also a little distracted, "I'm so familiar with what the master said about Ziyan, but I can't remember it, but I hope that after I'm gone, can the master stop crying, because I don't like the master to cry." ”

As soon as the Purple Death Sword Spirit spoke, her body began to dissipate, and after a while, the Purple Death Sword Spirit disappeared, and Ling Feng's eyes were red, and his eyes were extremely angry, he looked at those monks, his eyes burned with a trace of anger, holding the magic sword, he was not afraid of these monks at all.