Chapter 555

"The sacred things have been taken away!"

"Come on, do it! Don't let that boy take it away

"Well, if you want to take away the holy things, you should escape my fist first!"

Seeing Duan Feng holding a sacred short knife, he began to drink a lot.

Obviously.

After duanfeng moved the sacred object, it caused the public anger completely.

Yes, who is not here for the holy things?

It's strange that you get the holy things smoothly, and others don't get angry.

After a moment.

All the friars around him suddenly moved.

Among these friars' forces, naturally, there are two major forces, leiyinshan and ziyunzong.

A few breathing time, those friars are Duan Feng, Chu Qingcheng and other people around inside.

"Give up the sacred things in your hands!"

A strong monk cried out.

He has the advantage of his own number, so there is no need to have any fear.

"Hehe, if you want me to give it to me, don't I have a lot of face?"

In the face of the strong monk's angry voice, duanfeng just lightly shook his head and sneered.

"Ha ha, face? Please tell me how much face is worth? When it's time to face up to death

Hearing the sneer in Duan Feng's words, how can the strong monk stand it?

He angrily drank a, immediately with a group of people to duanfeng rushed up.

"Do it!"

Duan Feng shook his head, from his mouth, light spit out two words.

Chu Qingcheng, Jinming and other friars heard this, without any hesitation. Even if they were carrying weapons, they were facing those monks who had been attacked and killed, and they were facing them head-on.

"Boom! Boom! Boom

Fierce fighting, impending, low roar, is one after another.

Although the golden carving mansion has a great reputation, the strength sent out at this time is only an elite army.

Therefore, in addition to the first to bear the brunt of the team, the surrounding teams have also joined the chaos.

"Poof! Poof! Poof

If there is a fight, there will be casualties.

Whether it's on the side of the Golden Eagle mansion or the hostile forces.

Of course, it's hard to beat four hands with two fists. Duan Feng was oppressed by some runs.

"Grandma is a bear. If you don't play, treat me as a sick cat?"

A cold drink, a burst of tricolor energy, immediately from the bottom of Duan Feng's feet and rise.

"Qingcheng, take it!"

After the strength broke out, Duan Feng's figure flashed, and he appeared in the side of Chu Qingcheng, and handed his sacred dagger to his hand.

"Take good care of it. Don't lose it."

With that, Duan Feng's figure flashed and appeared in the most fierce scuffle.

As he has already possessed the lightsaber of the ancient relic, the attraction of the sacred dagger to him can only be regarded as ordinary.

Moreover, he was not used to using short knives, so he simply gave it to Chu Qingcheng.

In any case, the latter has no weapon to take advantage of.

"Break the sky and kill the sword!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Carrying the lightsaber of the ancient dust, Duan Fengru goes into the no man's land and shuttles madly among the crowd.

All the places we passed were able to bring up the blood splashing out.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding"

"congratulations to the host for successfully killing the five supreme masters of the next place."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the top three

"Congratulations to the host for successfully killing one of the supreme masters."

"Congratulations to the host..."

The killing is going on crazily, and the clear sound in the mind is also constantly ringing.

In less than half a minute, there were thousands of strong monks. At this time, only less than half of them were left.

Most of them were killed by Duan Feng.

The second is Chu Qingcheng, which has a short saber at the level of sacred objects.

Of course.

Jin Ming and other people also actively resisted. Although there were casualties, the situation was obviously much better than that of the opposite party.

The fierce fighting lasted a full minute before it stopped.

In addition to Duan Feng and his party, the number of monks around him has gone from thousands to only one or two hundred.

This situation can be described as tragic.

"Who are you, boy?"

Ziyunqing looks at duanfeng, and the quality drinks out.

Although he and Duan Feng did not fight directly, but to see this scene in front of him, he was really shocked.

Faced with the siege of thousands of strong monks, they resisted it and realized the anti killing. Is this really what ordinary people can bear?The monks around him glared at duanfeng and Chu Qingcheng.

After all, in the hands of both of them, they had suffered a lot just now.

"Who am I? Ha ha, I'm the one you can't afford. You'd better get out now. Otherwise, I'll kill you all! "

In the face of the voice of ziyunqing, duanfeng is overbearing and arrogant.

"You

Duan Feng was so hostile to his face that ziyunqing's face turned blue in an instant. He was so angry that he stopped talking.

But.

There are not many people here who feel arrogant about his voice.

After all.

In front of the tragic, but still vivid.

"Hoo ~"

many strong monks breathed a little, and their hearts were already moved.

Have to say, Duan Feng's strength, far beyond their imagination.

If you stay, you won't get any benefits at all.

Although the short saber is good, it has to be taken away.

Without life, what is the use of even more sacred objects?

Under the pressure of Duan Feng's words, only a few breathing time, there are dozens of strong monks out of the war circle.

Although they did not try their best, they were equally aware that duanfeng and Chu Qingcheng also maintained their strength.

"Well, a bunch of cowards!"

A teenager came out of the crowd and sneered.

This person is not Ziyun Changfeng, who can there be?

"Boy, aren't you arrogant? Dare you come out and fight me alone. If I win, the holy thing will be mine

Ziyun Changfeng looks directly at duanfeng, the light mouth road.

He spoke with great confidence and did not seem to put Duan Feng in the eye.

"Ziyun Changfeng?"

There was a commotion around the young man who was talking.

Obviously.

They did not expect that he should appear on such an occasion.

"Who is he?"

Duan Feng asked casually.

"He is the little patriarch of Ziyun sect. He is a gifted monster. I heard that his strength had reached the realm of quasi heaven very long ago."

At the moment when Jinming sees Ziyun Changfeng, his heart is also fierce, and then quickly duanfeng's ear explains.

"One of the three masters of Ziyun?"

Duanfeng shrugged, not too surprised.

Then, he light way, "bet can, but you don't seem to say you lost what will be?"

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