"Surround them both!"

With a wave of the great hand of the nether world, the thousands of monks behind him spread out rapidly even with him as the center.

Duanfeng and Zhang lie did not move, but coldly watched the scene.

"Brother Duan, you and I work together to fight our way out!"

Zhang lie whispered.

"No, just protect yourself."

Duanfeng shook his head and casually replied.

"Eh?"

Zhang lie was obviously shocked.

However, in thinking of Duan Feng's killing the four sides in the Holy Land Temple, he immediately stabilized his mind.

"Brother Duan, don't worry. Although I can't beat so many people, I still have the power to protect myself."

"That's good!"

Duanfeng nodded.

He has also seen Zhang lie's strange body method. Although the posture is not very good-looking, it is very practical.

"Do it! Kill them

Youming deep drink, and then take the lead, facing duanfeng is angry to kill.

At the moment of knowing his son's death, he vowed to let Duan Feng's body be broken!

To this end, he did not hesitate to mobilize all the top strength of the whole nether valley.

"Hum, you want to take me with the strength of sishengtian?"

Duan Feng snorted coldly.

In the past, when he was still in the realm of sword respect, he was able to kill the strong at the level of swordsman.

Now he has reached the realm of swordsman, and his combat power has soared several times.

"God level spirit pulse, open!"

"Eight door dunjia, eight doors open!"

Duan Feng roared, and his spiritual power was in full bloom.

The next moment, he carried the king's sword, with an unstoppable momentum, directly collided with the great sword of the nether world.

"Boom!"

There was a terrible roar.

A series of terrible energy, but also with them as the center, rapidly spread and open.

Some friars who wanted to come to support the nether world were also knocked away by the spreading energy.

This collision, startled the world, weeping ghosts and gods.

"Bang!"

At the next moment, Youming's face turned red, and then accompanied by a shiver of his body, he was directly shaken and fell into a mountain peak.

"Boom!"

That mountain peak, roaring and collapsing.

"Valley master!"

The friars around him were surprised and made a sound.

Obviously, they could not have imagined that their valley master would be at a disadvantage under the attack just now.

"Bang!"

Debris flying, the dark from the ruins of the storm swept out.

Although his breath did not reduce much, but his appearance, there is a bit of confusion.

"Good, good, very good!"

You Ming ferocious staring at duanfeng, gnashing teeth of the road.

Anyone can feel, at this time the ghost has been completely angry.

"Ha ha, it's really good to be good

Duan Feng shrugged his shoulders and casually made a sentence.

"Noisy!"

Youming got up in a rage and poured all his spiritual power into the huge sword in his hand, and then he shook it fiercely.

"Break the sky and kill in a flash!"

A huge sword, as if the void is divided into two, facing Duan Feng is angry.

"Good sword skills."

Duanfeng nodded.

But he did not have any hesitation. The king's holy sword in his hand also swung out in a similar posture.

"Extremely ghost swordsmanship, ten thousand swords belong to the clan."

In comparison, Duan Feng's sword is several times smaller than Youming's.

After blinking an eye, these two swords collide.

At the moment of collision, the whole void seems to be at a standstill

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