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The priest was the first to notice the black smoke and shouted in horror, "Enemy attack!"

Hiss!

But there were four people who were not in a hurry to dodge, and they were shrouded in black smoke, and they suddenly fell to the ground and turned into stinky blood after a few breaths.

Qin Feng shook the gourd that felt a lot lighter with satisfaction: "This magic weapon is quite easy to use!"

But the natural location is also exposed.

The priest pointed in the direction where the black smoke was flying and roared, "Kill him!"

"Since you're in such a hurry to find death, let's come!" Qin Feng smiled fiercely, these people could easily kill a few even if they hadn't cultivated before.

Sticks, knives and axes struck Qin Feng in a chaotic manner. Ruthless, fast, and leisurely. The sword and axe can't be added, and Qin Feng will definitely be able to stab his heart and cut off his head every time he swings his sword.

The mouth mocked: "Do you want to be a hero?" The bone sword flicked, and the warrior who flew through his chest and still clung to the bone sword.

But when the evil wind blew in his ears, Qin Feng pulled over the giant axe that came and slashed at the waist vertebrae of the person who was dragging him away. With a slight movement, he staggered the two incoming blades and threw the axe.

Burst!

The deformed man with a cloudy eye and one eye on his chest felt a flash of silver light in front of him, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart. When I looked down, I saw that my chest was broken by an axe.

The bone sword was picked down, and the other attacker was cut in two.

"If you want to live, get out of here!" Qin Feng's movements became faster and faster.

Straight stabs.

An inch long and an inch strong.

The first step was stabbed at the priest guard who was carrying a mace to the head.

Lu.

The mace, covered with iron nails, fell to the ground suddenly.

The bone sword tore straight through the center of the bull's head mask's eyebrows, stirring into the guard's skull. Under the pressure of the great force, blood sprayed from the mask, staining Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng roared angrily: "Who else!" Looking around, there was a faint fear in the eyes of the mad demon's Fengyou clan.

It's like Qin Feng was the first person to see them. He shows no mercy to the weak, but he is cowardly to the strong. True power is something they can't compete with.

"The best magic weapon!" The priest on the altar suddenly showed a greedy gaze, and said in a language that Qin Feng could understand: "No, no. This is not an ordinary magic weapon, it should be refined by a powerful cultivator. ”

"That's mine!" the priest spat out his dark tongue and licked his mouth, the spell that had been prepared for a long time in his hand was finally completed, and with one arm, several bloody rays of light struck the surviving Fengyou people.

The surviving Fengyou clan let out a painful cry, his body faintly glowing red, and then he saw that there was no sanity in his eyes, and he frantically attacked Qin Feng.

Qin Feng smiled happily: "Bloodthirsty technique?" It sounds a bit evil, but it is an extremely superficial technique, and it has no other purpose than disturbing the mind and making friendly troops attack frantically. I've heard that even the cultists of the Demon Cult don't bother to use it.

Screaming and shouting, the freaks, who had once feared before the priest, became feverish again, and slaughtered one after another, embracing death.

Surely there will be no injury, and the bone sword with a blood groove in the width of the foot is definitely not a blow that mortals can withstand. Like a blooming flame, all that is ushered in is death!

"The mantis arm is a car. Qin Feng didn't show the slightest mercy and stabbed the bone sword into the heart of the last Fengyou clan, even when he was dying, this Fengyou clan man was still dancing his hands wildly, trying to grab Qin Feng in vain.

Qin Feng picked it up with one hand and threw it behind him casually.

"You killed the warriors of our people!" As if trying to delay time, the priest said sharply, "Did the bastards of Jiuli call you here? ”

"So far, I haven't seen a single warrior, I'm just doing what you're doing. Qin Feng said as he walked towards the priest, the villagers who went to extinguish the fire were estimated to be coming soon, and there was no time to delay.

It was also full of murderous intent, but it was completely different from his own people.

Subconsciously taking a step back, the priest tempted: "What did they promise you? What they can give you we can give you you can also give you what you can't, we can give you the same." ”

"Oh?" Qin Feng smiled and pointed to the stone beside the priest and said, "Then give me your divine stone!"

As if he had been greatly insulted, the cowardice on the priest's face suddenly turned into rage: "Presumptuous!"

"Whoever dares to fight the idea of the Divine Stone will die. The look of hesitation disappeared in the priest's face, and he puffed out his throat: "Let you see the power of the Divine Stone." And I! will return to the embrace of the true god!" There was no time to stop it, so he suddenly turned around and grabbed the divine stone, and his mouth opened to an exaggerated point to swallow the divine stone.

Covering his neck in pain, trying to choke, while slurring his words: "Haha, come over if you want to." Before he could even finish his words, almost the moment he swallowed, the priest's body changed under the influence of the divine stone.

The bones made a crunching sound, and even pierced through the flesh, and it was completely impossible to see that the entire human form had turned into a deformed monster.

His head was even more diagonally resting on his shoulders, and he was no longer conscious.

Qin Feng would not wait stupidly for the priest's mutation to be completed, stepped forward under his feet, and swept the wind and cut his head.

Poof!

Flesh and blood were sprinkling, but the bone sword was stuck in the priest's glittering neck bone.

Lightning flint, tugging at the twisted arm and striking it.

Before he even had time to draw out the bone sword, Qin Feng hurriedly turned to one side, and his speed was not far behind his own, so he was almost hit in front of the door.

See the priest take away the bone sword.

Qin Feng immediately sealed and used the sword technique.

The blade of the sword broke free from the priest's restraint and flew up as if it were a spirit. Under the change of the seal style in Qin Feng's hands, he attacked the priest from various tricky angles.

I thought that I would be able to easily kill this deformed priest. But I don't want to be more like a martial artist than myself.

The strength of the priest's body is enough to compete with the magic weapon. Just dancing wildly with his arms, and the bones of his body are like a copper wall that is difficult to hurt in the slightest, and the sword technique is already helpless.

Spiritual power, on the other hand, is rapidly consumed under the drive.

Qin Feng decisively recalled the bone sword and stared at the priest rushing towards him. He stepped back, and went straight to take out the soul dementor from the Qiankun bag and infuse the spiritual power to probe his fingers.

Suddenly, the priest let out a loud roar. Qin Feng also snorted.

Hurt the enemy before hurting yourself, and you don't have to use it against mortals last time. While the spiritual power continued to be infused, Qin Feng only felt that his divine consciousness was about to be torn apart in half.

But seeing the priest on his knees obviously had a miraculous effect.

"Can't wait any longer. "The longer you use it, the stronger your backlash will be, and there will be other people from the Wind Ghost Clan at any time.

At the same time guiding the purpose of the Soul Dementorship. Qin Feng endured the tearing pain in the depths of his soul. He moved towards the priest.

One zhang, two zhang...... The vision became more and more blurry, and finally it was approached. Trembling, he raised the bone knife with his right arm as if stabbing into the abdomen, avoiding the meat tendons that were difficult to cut and cutting open the belly.

The divine stone that broke the stomach pouch was indeed lying inside. Temporarily let go of the bone sword, take it off and put it in the Qiankun bag.

Before he could make any more moves, suddenly the priest let out an earth-shattering roar. There were also strange screams all around, completely ignoring the safety of the priests, and even stray arrows were thrown.

The priest had awakened, and he had not even had a chance to mend the sword.

After drinking the last sip of the spiritual spring given by the Underworld, Qin Feng swung his sword and swung away the stray arrows while decisively retreating.

"Shenshi! Give it back to me!" came the roar of the priest behind him, dragging his exposed organs in his abdomen, and chased after him.

Avoiding its edge, "We must go and make peace with Chongyan!" Qin Feng went straight to the crowd that was blocking. There was no enemy, and they were all swept away by the bone sword.

Behind him, the priest waved his bone spurs frantically, and the clansmen who stood in his way were even knocked out of a few holes, "Get out of the way!" The priest looked at these fools in disgust, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the villagers hanging on his bone spurs away.

"Do you think you can run away?" the priest's eyes were filled with madness: "I have activated the power of the Divine Stone with the power of life as a guide. You madman, go with me to the funeral!" Suddenly, I saw that the priest's muscles suddenly turned gray, and even his hair began to turn gray and even fall out.

He opened his mouth to breathe, and a gray-white light struck like lightning.

Fortunately, Qin Feng had been paying attention to the priest's movements, and when the priest had just opened his mouth, Fu Zhi's soul immediately jumped sideways, and he could avoid this gray light.

"Ahh

"What kind of magical power is this!" Qin Feng was shocked and looked at the priest. But he saw that the priest was half-kneeling on the ground, and it was obvious that this trick was also very detrimental to him.

Qin Feng also didn't dare to fight, if he still had the strength to make this move, but he might not have the good luck to dodge it. However, this stagnant kung fu was surrounded by a group of Fengyou clansmen who rushed over and held shields and axes.

"Get out of here!" Qin Feng shouted sharply, he didn't dare to deal with it anymore, and killed the way out with a fierce attitude that was not afraid of death, even if he encountered an attack that could not be dodged, he would not retreat, gritted his teeth and resisted with his flesh, exchanging injuries for his life.

"You can't escape!"

The priest caught up again, his fists dancing wildly.

Choke!

Qin Feng tried to slash away a sword, but immediately retreated far away. In a flash, he dodged the sneak attack blade axe, and slashed the sneak attack car with a backhand swing. Without waiting for a breather, the greatsword blocked the priest's attack.

At the same time, he jumped under his feet, and flew up and down three feet with his strength. Looking down, but seeing hundreds of deviants waiting for them. The corners of Qin Feng's mouth hooked into a cruel smile, and then took out the gourd from the Qiankun bag.