Chapter 808

"Qingtian sword sect? We've been waiting for you for a long time." in front of song Feixian's weapon, a young man leaned lazily on a soft chair, which was carried by five young women.

The young man was very handsome and wore a green loose robe. Behind him, there were a lot of friars lined up, emitting amazing mana fluctuations.

And this is just one of the forces.

Around Song Fei, such forces spread in five directions.

It shows that there are five forces besieging Song Fei.

In the void, the young man lay in the soft chair and said to the other leaders: "it's said that one of Qingtian sword sect has practiced immortal level skills. I think everyone wants to see it."

A big man in yellow said with a smile, "hahaha, immortal level skills? A robber master also dares to say that he has practiced immortal level skills. I think it's just that he has practiced semi immortal level skills. Those who are frightened by him have come up with an excuse to save their self-esteem."

"Indeed, I haven't heard that a monk can practice immortal level skills since I practiced. If I did, I would die without regret." an old man in gray stroked his long beard and said faintly.

"Guild leader?" when the crowd gathered in the square, they saw Song Fei just appeared.

Qin Shihu said in a deep voice, "guild leader, several leaders should be no weaker than the three elders you captured earlier."

"As I expected," Song Fei said in a deep voice, "it's just a group of thieves. You can practice at ease."

After saying that, Song Fei's body suddenly appeared outside the immortal weapon.

There were leaden gray clouds and fog around. In the clouds, people were shrouded. Friars layer by layer appeared in Song Fei's eyes. The five forces around him were no less than 500 people.

For Song Fei, both ghost repair itself and the resources they carry are great wealth.

"Yes, there are more people than last time." Song Fei said in a deep voice.

"Are you from Qingtian sword sect? Call out your leader." the young man looked at Song Fei, smiled proudly and gave Song Fei a voice.

The big man in yellow also smiled and said, "come out. Do you think we can't help you if we hide in the flying fairy? It's too naive. Come out and receive the reward with us and suffer less flesh and blood."

While talking, the mana of the surrounding enemies began to solidify, trying to strike Song Fei and others with thunder.

Song Fei's eyes have been scanning the people. For the enemy in front of him, Song Fei shows a satisfied expression: "the strength is bigger than last time, so the wealth should be more than before. Thank you for coming to give wealth."

"Hahaha, boy, do you want our wealth? Kneel down and I'll give you a top-grade Yin Ling Stone." the handsome young man laughed and, incidentally, the people around him roared with laughter.

"No, I'll get it myself." Song Fei said faintly, and his body flew out in an instant. It was very fast, and the pupils in the eyes of the handsome young man condensed in an instant.

Then when he saw Song Fei's figure, a seemingly thin arm had pinched his neck, and a blue flame suddenly spread out with Song Fei's arm, sweeping the whole body of the handsome young man.

"Ah!" the burning of the sun's true fire is probably the most painful punishment for the ghost. Song Fei knows the pain of this punishment. The corners of his mouth can't help but tilt up and show a smile of disdain.

"As a monk in Mahayana realm, he even made such a wailing and painful sound under the fire. It seems that your perseverance is not good. No wonder you just stay in Mahayana realm."

The laughter stopped suddenly. Seeing this scene, everyone was instantly moved. Song Fei's means had exceeded their expectations.

Song Fei gently climbed onto the handsome young man's palm with his left hand, then took off a cyan storage ring at the middle finger of his left hand, and then said faintly: "I said, I'll take this wealth myself."

"Let me go, let me go, I know I'm wrong." the handsome young man made intermittent begging for mercy. At this moment, he knew how terrible Song Fei's strength was. This feeling was like facing a ghost fairy.

At this moment, handsome young people have no time to think about immortal level skills. There is only one pursuit in front of them, that is to survive.

He regretted that he did not dare to be so arrogant and that he should not provoke such a powerful enemy.

When several forces around saw this behind the scenes, a leader suddenly reacted. The strength of several leaders was not much different. This person could subdue the young childe so easily. His strength had exceeded his imagination.

Facing the many scattered lights behind him, Song Fei turned back in the evening and showed a cold smile: "the murderer also kills him. Since he wants to kill me, don't blame me for my ruthless means."

As Song Fei's voice fell, the endless distance of the sky suddenly came a rolling blue sea of fire from all directions. The sea of fire, like the rising tide, frantically rushed to many people.

In the face of the blue flame, several leaders opened their pupils first.

The monks immediately poured out all their strength and sacrificed all their magic weapons in an attempt to resist the fire.

But the blue flame naturally restrained the body of the ghost, and the ghost practitioners immediately made a terrible cry.

This is simply an irresistible force.

In the fire, several leaders turned back and looked at Song Fei with a distorted expression. Their expression was very ferocious and terrible, but in their eyes, they were extremely regretful and unwilling.

Then they saw two dark soul taking flags rising above Song Fei's head.

After seeing the Dementor flag, the fear in the eyes of the ghost practitioners was even worse.

"No!" the handsome young man first let out a unwilling roar, and then was entangled by the black light. Now his mana was completely burned by Song Fei's flame, and he was unable to resist the black light.

In an instant, monks flew towards the soul taking banner.

One by one, with deep regret in their eyes.

At this moment, they realized that the fact was even more terrible than the legend. It was clearly a ghost star, a ghost star who didn't blink. Just after meeting, he didn't even have a few words of dialogue. He even killed everyone.

How could you provoke such a cruel man.

But then, everyone's consciousness retreated like a tide. One by one, they turned into puppets who had no own consciousness and could only obey orders, and entered Song Fei's soul taking flag.

One storage ring fell from the air like rain. Song Fei smiled gently, and then his mana filled the air. Many storage rings rolled up and flew to him like a tornado.