Looking at Liu Feng who did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes, the two people in gray robes felt their hearts skip a beat. The awe-inspiring aura emerging from his body made their skin tingle slightly...
"Damn it, didn't you say that there is only a girl who is a junior saint and a bloody corpse that needs attention? Damn, this young man in black robe is definitely stronger than both of us now. You bastard, you actually gave me a false report.
News?" His mind glanced around Liu Feng's body, but the red-robed figure was shocked to find that the tyrannical will that had always been unfavorable in the past had lost its effect on Liu Feng. He immediately turned his head and shouted angrily at the gray-robed man.
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"Stop talking nonsense, I just broke out of the barrier. How could I know when this guy would show up..." The figure in gray robe locked his eyes tightly on Liu Feng's body to avoid his sudden violence.
Attack, he shouted in a low voice without looking back.
"Don't worry, no matter what, we are both saint-level, heaven-level and earth-level experts. As long as we don't separate, this guy will definitely be unable to do anything to us..." As if to comfort himself, the figure in gray robe laughed softly.
Liu Feng took a breath and swept his indifferent eyes over the two people who were on guard. Suddenly his pupils narrowed slightly and he stared at the figure in gray robe, his brows slightly raised...
"Does it seem like I've seen this person's aura before?" Liu Feng had a look of doubt on his face. His eyes moved down and stopped on the two daggers held tightly in both hands. His heart moved and he shouted in surprise: "Shadow Tomb"
?I didn’t kill you last time?”
Hearing the shout, the gray-robed figure trembled involuntarily. When he heard Liu Feng's words clearly, the face under the black robe was twisted ferociously, and he said angrily: "It turns out that the last time I attacked Liu Feng in the "City of Thieves"
The person who hurt me turned out to be you..."
"Sure enough, it's you..." Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, Senhan glanced over, and he sneered softly: "You are really lucky. You were able to survive even though I cut you in half. However, I don't know why you can still survive."
Survive, but your good luck seems to end today..."
The black robe trembled angrily, and Shadow Tomb suddenly opened up the covering gray robe. Under it, what was exposed was just a skinny mummy. If it weren't for the eyes that could still move, no one would think that this mummy was
Still alive, Shadow Tomb's withered face twitched fiercely, and he said in a ferocious voice: "Asshole, you are the one who made me look like a human, a ghost, not a ghost. Today, the grudges of the past are coming back to you.
…..”
"No need. You won't survive today..." Liu Feng flicked his fingers, and a purple sword appeared in the palm of his hand. Sen Han kept stretching and spitting, and said softly and indifferently.
"Hmph, Rampant. Hongku, let's go together. As long as you help me kill this kid, my unfinished Balrog will be yours. How about it?" Shadow Tomb also knows that on his own, maybe
He is not a match for Liu Feng yet, so he tries his best to seduce his companions...
"Gu... Fire Demon?" Hearing this, the man called Hong Ku swallowed greedily. After thinking for a moment, he nodded heavily...
"Trash..." Liu Feng raised a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and his figure instantly disappeared on the spot, leaving a faint afterimage in place, accepting the piercing of the sun...
Seeing Liu Feng's ghostly speed, Shadow Tomb and Shadow Tomb both changed their expressions at the same time. They stepped hard on the ground with their toes, turning into two rays of light and shadow and flying into the void...
"Come back!" The cold drink sounded on the ground. Along with the cold drink came the surging suction force...
Purple light flashed in the void, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. It opened its poisonous fangs and cut straight towards Shadow Tomb's neck...
A golden light flashed, and a golden skeleton appeared out of thin air again, intercepting the purple light with a sacrificial spirit...
"Damn it, we lost another one..." Hongku shook his head heartbrokenly, thrust out his palm, and turned it into a sharp white bone sword, then turned around and stabbed Liu Feng below...
Lifting his eyes faintly, Liu Feng's figure swayed slightly, and he flashed directly behind Hong Kui. He brought up purple light with his left foot and kicked him hard in the waist and ribs...
"Crack..." The crisp sound of broken bones sounded softly...
Hong Ku's body drew a parabola in the void, and heavily smashed a deep hole in the training ground...
"Hongku..." Seeing that Hongku, who had just fought for a few rounds, was beaten in such a miserable state with earth-level strength, Shadow Tomb's face suddenly darkened. How did this guy practice? A year ago, he was in "The Thieves"
When he was in the "city", he must have only had earth-level strength. He originally thought that as long as he was promoted to the heaven-level, he would be able to take revenge as he wished, but the reality turned out to be so cruel...
Looking at the frightened Shadow Tomb, Liu Feng curled his lips in disdain, and the ghostly speed was performed again. Purple Jin Senhan shrouded the entire body of Shadow Tomb, and the purple light carried a faint aura of death, revealing a ferocious beast.
tooth……
Deep gashes appeared one after another on Shadow Tomb's body, but strangely, no blood flowed out, only the white bones underneath were exposed...
The screams kept ringing in the void. Facing this fate that was like being cut into pieces by a thousand swords, Shadow Tomb finally couldn't resist anymore, struggling to resist the pervasive cold, and screamed: "Red
Ku, don’t pretend to be dead, come and help me..."
In the training ground, Hong Ku climbed up from the deep pit, looked at the shadow tomb who was beaten without any power to fight back, and then looked at the young man in black robe strolling leisurely, his feet shaking constantly because of fear.
Trembling, this guy is too strong. He should at least be a strong person of the same level as the Supreme, right? Poor me, I actually want to challenge the authority of the Supreme...
Swallowing dryly, Hong Quli ignored Ying Tomb's request for help. He turned into a stream of light and fled frantically outside Xinglan City. Although the Balrog is precious, life is the most important thing.
Yes, Shadow Tomb, don’t blame me, blame yourself for provoking such a powerful enemy...
Scanning the fleeing light from the corner of his eye, Liu Feng raised his brows lightly. A stream of black smoke suddenly emerged from his arm, forming a tiny skull, and quickly pursued Hong Kui where he fled...
Seeing Hongku running away, Shadow Tomb cursed in despair and anger, and danced his daggers crazily in front of him. Apparently he no longer cared about himself and started to fight with all his strength...
"Trash is always trash, no matter how brave you are, it is still..." Looking at the shadow tomb like a trapped beast fighting, Liu Feng laughed coldly, the sword light in his hand was sharp again, and the coldness became more and more biting...
The gap between the Holy Order and the Supreme is obviously like a gap in the sky. Even though Shadow Tomb is the pinnacle of the Holy Order, he still cannot save the ending of defeat...
"Tsk..." The muffled sound of the sword entering the body caused the fierce battle in the void to freeze...
Looking down at the tip of the purple sword stuck in his heart, Shadow Tomb let out a desperate laugh, used all his strength to let out an unwilling roar, and then fell powerlessly, hitting the hard training ground heavily...
Lowering his body slightly, Liu Feng gently closed his eyes, and the tyrannical spiritual thoughts burst out of his body, completely covering this small piece of world. After the last experience, Liu Feng will never allow missed kills again.
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The corpse of Shadow Tomb that fell softly to the ground quickly became cold and was changing at an incredible speed. In just a moment, the originally intact corpse had turned into a pile of powder...
Not being distracted by this strange phenomenon, Liu Feng's spiritual thoughts still enveloped the training ground, never relaxing at all...
Time passed quietly, and just when Liu Feng began to frown, a faint gray energy suddenly emerged from the pile of powder, and then wanted to invade the ground like lightning...
"Humph, as expected, there is something weird. Let me tell you how you escaped last time. It turns out that you have also studied the power of the soul..." Liu Feng slightly curved the corner of his mouth and sneered, and gently stretched out his palm, surging.
The suction force shot out, sucking the faint gray energy into the palm of his hand, and a circle of purple energy emerged, completely wrapping it and preventing his escape...
Liu Feng lightly tossed the purple light ball in his palm, stared at the gray energy that was constantly churning in it, and said indifferently: "Last time, you were lucky enough to escape because of my shallow knowledge, but this time, you are not that good again."
Just luck..."
On the palm of his hand, the purple light gradually became stronger and began to approach the gray energy inside the purple ball. Obviously, Liu Feng wanted to completely obliterate this guy...
As if aware of the danger of death, a sharp howl came out miserably from the purple ball...
"Liu Feng, don't kill him, wait first..." A shout stopped Liu Feng's movements. It was the Black Evil God who went to chase Hongku...
"What?" Liu Feng frowned slightly...
"It would be a pity to kill them...don't these two guys like to refine those weird things? Jiejie, let me refine them into soul puppets. It just so happens that Feier's strength has not yet improved, so this is the best guard.
It's..." The Black Evil God controlled a black sphere to float gently and said with a cold smile.
Hearing this, Liu Feng nodded silently, threw the purple ball towards the Black Evil God, turned around and floated away towards the Mercenary Union, and said indifferently: "Refining it..."
Poor two saint-level experts, under these three cold words, they were reduced to the fate of soul puppets. It has to be said that it was their own fault...