Chapter 558

"Dare you?"

Purple cloud green see appearance, again urgent drink out voice.

"Ha ha, I Duan Feng's life, there is really nothing I dare not do."

Duan Feng chuckled, and the lightsaber in his hand didn't have any hesitation, even if it was split and left.

"No

Ziyunqing and others fought for their lives.

As for Ziyun Changfeng himself, he was seriously injured, and the whole person couldn't move, let alone what to avoid.

For ziyunqing and other people's shouts and threats, duanfeng seems to have never heard of the action in his hands, not slow but fast.

"Pooh

A sword fell, blood spattered out, Ziyun Changfeng instant is the head separation.

I'm dead. Go.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

"congratulations to the host for successfully killing a monk Tianzhi."

"Congratulations to the host. The aura value is 4.7 million points."

"Congratulations to the host. You've got 4.7 million spirit coins."

"Congratulations to the host. The proficiency of the pharmacist has increased by 488 points."

“……”

Hearing the clear sound of the system, duanfeng just nodded at will.

How can he let the fat of his mouth escape?

"You You... "

Ziyunqing and others completely cool in place.

How could they have imagined that Duan Feng really dared to kill.

"Who else would disagree? Single or group attack, just come, I'm duanfeng, you're welcome

Duan Feng ignored ziyunqing and other people's iron green face. His body flashed and appeared above the void. He spoke faintly.

All of you look at me, and I look at you, and I don't know how to answer this.

Just now, Ziyun Changfeng, the youngest patriarch of Ziyun sect, was killed. They went forward. What's the difference between that and looking for death?

"Since no one dares to fight, I will withdraw."

Duan Feng looks around a circle, light mouth way.

"Stop!"

Ziyunqing's face was ferocious, tightly clenched his fist, and he was angry.

"Well? You want to fight? "

Duan Feng slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on ziyunqing's body, asked lightly.

By Duan Feng so straight, ziyunqing's body trembled.

His strength is nothing more than the supremacy of the upper level.

Such strength is not enough for each other.

However, he was still forced to suppress the panic in his heart and said coldly: "kill my little Lord, you don't want to leave here!"

"Oh? Is it up to you? "

Duan Feng shook his head and sneered.

"Hum, my Lord has come here. Today, you must die!"

Ziyunqing is very tough.

Ziyun Changfeng, as the only son of Ziyun Zhenjun, has some special marks on his body.

Now we are in great trouble, which will surely cause the sensation of Ziyun Zhenjun.

It must have been Ziyun Zhenjun at this time.

Therefore, ziyunqing just stood out with a stiff head.

His purpose is very clear, is to delay duanfeng.

Drag until Ziyun Zhenjun appears.

If not, let Duan Feng leave smoothly, then their end can be a bit miserable.

"Master duanfeng, Ziyun Zhenjun is coming. Let's go."

Jinming smell speech, body flash, appeared in duanfeng's side, urged way.

"The Lord of Ziyun sect?"

Duanfeng shrugged his shoulders, but shook his head and said, "why should I go?"

"This..."

Obviously, Jin Ming didn't expect Duan Feng to think so. He was stunned, and then he said in a hurry:

"Ziyun Zhenjun's strength is one of the best in the northern region. If he comes here, we will be late if we want to go again."

"In that case, I can't go any more."

Duanfeng is still in a calm state, and slowly opens his mouth.

Now that he has reached the supreme power of heaven, why should he escape?

Who is he afraid of duanfeng?

"This guy is such an idiot."

Hearing duanfeng's arrogant words, ziyunqing secretly smiles in his heart.

Just now he was still thinking about how to motivate Duan Feng to stay.

Now, it's all about him.

As for the strong monks around, they were also confused.

Is it that he duanfeng really thinks that he can defeat Ziyun Zhenjun.

"Master duanfeng, that's Ziyun Zhenjun. Compared with our mansion master, it's only strong but not weak."

Jin Ming was in a complete hurry, and again he quickly explained.

"I've made up my mind, I don't need to say more."Duanfeng waved his hand and motioned to Jin Ming not to say more.

"But..."

Jin Ming's whole face was in a panic, and then he swallowed again.

"If you want to leave, leave first."

Duan Feng seemed to think of something, and casually said a sentence.

"Master duanfeng, since you don't leave, we will never let it go!"

Although Jin Ming was very anxious, he saw that Duan Feng was determined to stay.

"No harm."

Duanfeng shrugged his shoulders and said no more.

The strong monks around me heard that Ziyun Zhenjun was coming. If they knew that the good play was ahead, how could they leave?

"Brother duanfeng, I'd like to give you this sacred knife just in case."

Chu Qingcheng appears beside duanfeng, with a trace of worry on his face.

Although she believes Duan Feng very much, but after all, the opponent is too strong, not easy to knock down.

"Well, let me have a try. What's wrong with this sacred level Sabre?"

In case, Duan Feng nodded and took it to the hand.

The blade of this sacred short Dao has extremely complicated and obscure lines.

Moreover, in its most central pit, there is a black dragon ball inlaid on it.

"This knife is very strange."

Duan Feng eyebrows a pick, murmured to himself.

But he didn't know what kind of weird method was. It was just relying on intuition that something was wrong.

Carefully observed a circle, suddenly duanfeng eyebrow a pick, slowly raised his head, the mouth light way: "finally come?"

"Bang!"

In Duan Feng raised his head the next moment, a figure, like a hurricane, instantly appeared in this void.

This man is dressed in grey clothes and clothes, which makes him look down on the world.

"Who killed my son!"

The one who came was Ziyun Zhenjun. He saw the Ziyun Changfeng with the head separated. The faint voice sounded.

Although his voice is very weak, even can not feel the slightest bit of joy, anger and sadness, but many people hear the speech, the heart is still a fierce shock.

For such a high-ranking person as Ziyun Zhenjun, the calmer it is, the more serious the incident is.

No one dares to speak, the whole void, a dead silence.

Even ziyunqing and other friars of ziyunzong dare not talk to each other easily.

This time to touch the mold of Ziyun Zhenjun, it is obviously quite irrational.

"I killed it."

When the atmosphere is incomparably solidified, a cool voice is ringing.

The speaker is Duan Feng.

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