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Shout!

Another sword qi broke through the air and slashed down, cutting off another head and taking away a life. When the head stopped, its face still filled with endless panic, and it didn't know how it had died.

The blood of the headless corpse flowed non-stop, down the building, and many of them dripped down through the gaps in the wooden planks, like a rain of blood, which was terrifying.

The onlookers didn't dare to make the slightest sound, and stood in place, for fear of accidentally angering the deadly ghost that came and went without a shadow, and killed themselves instantly.

And those Dongyi people were even more frightened at this time, as if they had fallen into an endless ice cave, and the cold penetrated into the bone marrow. It was as if in a nightmare, shrouded in a thick aura of death, which could not be driven away.

"Baga, come out! Get out of here!" The black-robed old man raised his knife and roared: "Whether you are a human or a ghost, if you have the ability, get out of front and confront Benjun, get out!"

It's a pity that no matter how he yells, the other party still doesn't respond, no matter how he searches, he just can't catch the slightest trace of fluctuation. Everything is in the hands of the opponent.

At this point, they felt powerless. In this case, there is no way to fight against the other party at all, and even the life is completely controlled by the other party, and they can take it when they want, just like picking cabbage in their own home.

As if to confirm the thoughts of these Dongyi people, the ghostly life-threatening cold light reappeared, taking away another fresh life in an extremely strange direction.

"Ah~~~"

One of the Dongyi warriors could no longer bear this invisible and huge pressure, and raised his head and shouted: "I don't want to do this again, I want to leave!

With that, the man immediately rushed downstairs, he was not afraid of death, but he couldn't bear the pressure. Since the appearance of this terrible ghost, more than a dozen people have died in just a few tea days. And without exception, all of them were beheaded.

Looking at the headless corpse lying on the ground, his Dao heart was already unstable, and cracks appeared, and if he continued like this, he was very likely to go mad. Getting out of here is the best choice.

The black-robed old man didn't say anything to stop his subordinates from escaping, and at this time, he didn't want to care so much. It is in everyone's nature to want to live, including himself. It's just that he can't run away, and he can't lose his prestige to His Majesty the Emperor.

Shout!

Just when the warrior was about to reach the fourteenth floor with five steps left, another cold light flashed quickly, and like the dozen or so people in front of him, his head rolled down, and another headless corpse was added.

Seeing this, those Dongyi warriors who were also thinking of escaping dispelled their thoughts, quietly retracted their feet, and on their foreheads, large beads of sweat rolled down, wetting a large piece of clothing.

At this moment, they had no experience of the Middle-earthites on the other side of the aisle, and their worst enemies had become the deadly ghosts that came and went without a trace.

Therefore, after the poisonous smoke dissipated for a long time, the black-robed old man suddenly discovered that the dozen or so Middle-earthers were no longer there.

"Baga!" the black-robed old man was so angry that he vomited blood, the purpose of his coming here was to kill the people of Middle-earth, and then casually fabricate some so-called evidence to submit to His Majesty the Emperor.

And now, where is there still the shadow of the Middle-earthese? blame this damned ghost, ruined his plans, everything fell through, and the trust placed in him was wasted, damn it!

At this point, the old man in the black robe understood that there was no point in staying any longer, and leaving safely with his subordinates had become the most important thing now. No matter how terrifying the ghost was, nearly a hundred of them would withdraw together, and the other party would not be able to kill them all.

"Listen to me!" the black-robed old man shouted: "The people of Middle-earth have already run away, this is their plan, we have been fooled!

Hearing this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, if it continued like this, it wouldn't take long for them to either be killed by the other party, or they couldn't bear the pressure and chose to commit suicide. Finally, I was able to leave this terrible place. All of them will go out together, and the ghost will not be completely extinguished.

Seeing that these Dongyi people had begun to retreat, Liu Feng couldn't help but be stunned, and then the corners of his mouth raised, and he said coldly: "It turns out that when you are facing death, you are also afraid." What the spirit of bushido, it's bullshit!"

"However, without my Liu Feng's permission, you don't want to leave! I said, you all have to die! Since you are in a hurry to see the king of Hades, it is up to you. ”

While speaking, Liu Feng quickly opened his backpack, changed into a night suit, covered his face with black gauze, floated out of the space with his sword, and stood at the top of the stairs. The long sword pointed downwards and spoke coldly, but he didn't even know what language he used.

Hearing this, the Dongyi warriors instinctively stopped, turned around, and looked upstairs. When I saw that it was a masked man, I couldn't help but be stunned. It turns out that this guy killed so many colleagues, damn it!

The black-robed old man stared at Liu Feng deadly, and when he felt that Liu Feng's cultivation was only in the middle stage of a peerless master, he couldn't help laughing: "Despicable boy, he can only use sneak attack methods, and he is not worthy of being a martial artist!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Other martial artists also sensed Liu Feng's cultivation, although they were a small level higher than them, but there were many of them, and there was also a peerless master in the late stage of the powerhouse, so why be afraid?

However, they still have palpitations, after all, the other party is too weird, and they have killed more than a dozen people in a row without being discovered, which shows that it is not easy to deal with, and it is even extremely dangerous. In case this person takes another sneak attack, who can stop it?

The black-robed old man rushed to the front, and he wanted to lock up the hateful masked man and prevent him from disappearing again. He has absolute confidence to lock the opponent and kill it with his own hands to save the power of Dadongyi.

This time, Liu Feng had no intention of going back. These people have already retreated, as soon as they disappear, they will run away in a hurry, and at that time, it will be difficult to kill them together.

Through this time of incense, the other party has also endured enough fear, and it is time to harvest. Therefore, Liu Feng decided not to return, and used the drunken immortal sword technique to kill these Dongyi people without leaving a piece of armor!

This is Dongyi Country, and I don't worry that someone will recognize my swordsmanship, so I can completely let go of my hands and feet and show it.

In the space, Yang Xingli's lips opened lightly, and she said slowly: "It seems that Brother Feng is going to use that set of swordsmanship." ”

Everyone nodded, they had all seen Liu Feng use the Drunken Immortal Sword Technique, and the power was far greater than they imagined. Every time, as long as Liu Feng used that set of swordsmanship, no one could leave alive.

On the stairs, Liu Feng was like a javelin, unmoved by the people around him, and looked at the swarming Dongyi people. After these people all rushed to the ladder, Liu Feng finally moved, and flew into the air with a whoosh, pounced on the Dongyi people.

"Conquer the empty Jiuyu, make a bridge and hurt ten thousand people!" Liu Feng read the poem in his heart, and the long sword infused with internal strength suddenly soared, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a big net from the Nine Heavens, completely enveloping the Dongyi warriors below.

Woohoo......

The densely intertwined sword qi, with the might of a hundred and eight Great Zhou Tian Consummation powerhouses, was like thousands of fierce beasts, pounced on the Dongyi warriors, and devoured them in an instant.

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