The first thousand two hundred and fifty-eight chapters provocation
"Do you really think that just a few blood demons can deal with me?"
When He Jinfeng said this, he raised his hands, and powerful black aura spurted out from his body.
Then, a pair of black wings appeared behind He Jinfeng, and some pitch black scales even appeared on his body.
"Demon transformation."
When Lin Xiaofeng in the National Super League Building saw this, he frowned and said, "Is this the real body of the devil?"
In the entire National Super League building, more than 400 people stared at the scene outside.
Sacrificing 500 people for the Blood Demon Dharma is also a helpless method.
The only way to do this is to try the fourth level of ghost magic, the sacrificial method, and see if it can severely damage the five tiger flags.
Lin Xiaofeng was actually opposed to this at first.
On the one hand, he has a deep understanding of the Blood Demon Technique. Once this Blood Demon Technique is used, these five hundred people will almost have no chance of reincarnation.
Once the Blood Demon's magic is over, all of them will be in despair.
But in my heart I don't want to go back, but I have to face reality.
Apart from this method, Baiyang Sect really can't think of any countermeasures.
After being transformed into a demon, He Jinfeng clenched his fists, veins bulged all over his body, and his eyes glowed: "You blood demons, how dare you not kneel down when you see me."
A powerful demonic will swept towards these five hundred blood demons.
The five hundred blood demons all stopped and turned to look at He Jinfeng.
He Jinfeng yelled: "Kneel down!"
thump!
Suddenly, these five hundred blood demons all knelt down towards He Jinfeng.
Jin Dachuan in the Guochao Building said anxiously: "How could this happen?"
Xiang Zhu's eyebrows wrinkled: "It seems that we have really shot ourselves in the foot. This blood demon's method turned five hundred of them into blood demons, but the heavenly demon can be said to be the most powerful demon in the world."
Your Majesty, you have natural suppressive power against these blood demons."
"Then what should we do?" Jin Dachuan said with a pale look on his face: "This has just begun, is it possible that we will be defeated?"
That's right, these five hundred blood demons didn't play any role at this time. At most, the attack just now killed maybe two or three hundred of He Jinfeng's people.
But this is simply not enough.
Next, the 400 people they left behind would have to face at least 2,000 more holy cult elites.
A bright smile appeared on He Jinfeng's face, and he glanced at the blood demon with disdain: "Come to commit suicide. Is it possible for me to do it myself?"
The faces of these blood demons showed signs of struggle, but they seemed unable to resist He Jinfeng's powerful will.
They all reached out and grabbed their necks, twisting them hard.
All five hundred heads fell to the ground.
Afterwards, whether it was the human head or the body, everything turned into bright blood.
He Jinfeng looked at the National Super League Building and said loudly: "Lin Xiaofeng, you just let your men carry out a suicidal attack? And you, hiding inside like a shrunken turtle, don't dare to come out?"
He Jinfeng paused and said: "How about this, let's have another duel. As long as you win, I will let you go today. If you lose, you have to kowtow to me and call me grandpa."
"What? You, who are known as the number one among the young generation of demons, don't dare to fight me?"
In the National Super League Building, all these people read Lin Xiaofeng's fortune.
Jin Dachuan couldn't help but cursed: "What do you mean by this bastard? Damn it, I can obviously attack directly, why are I dueling with you, young master?"
Lin Xiaofeng was expressionless: "Don't you understand? He wants to defeat me again in front of everyone's eyes, just like when I killed him."
Xiang Zhu shook his head: "Xiaofeng, I don't agree with you going out. He is just trying to provoke the generals. There are more than four hundred of us, we can resist for a while no matter what. There is no need to go out alone and take risks."
"Xiao Zhu, those five hundred people before, even sacrificed their own lives in order to protect our Baiyang Sect." Lin Xiaofeng paused and looked at He Jinfeng outside: "What's more, I am a man."
"Under such circumstances, can I shrink back and not go out?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Xiang Zhu said: "A real man can bend and stretch. Sometimes he can just endure it and forget about it."
"But there is also a saying, people compete for a breath, Buddha competes for a stick of incense." Lin Xiaofeng said: "If others say this, you can just ask me to endure it, but he is He Jinfeng, Fatty, Brother Chen, or even Cai'er
He died all because of him."
"I can't swallow this breath!"
Outside the Guochao Building, He Jinfeng said loudly with a smile on his face: "Lin Xiaofeng, if you are afraid, come out and kowtow. As long as you kowtow three times today, I will let you Baiyang Sect go!"
On the side, a leader of the Tiger Banner persuaded: "Holy Lord, today is a great opportunity, why don't you just give the order, let's just..."
"Shut up!" Gong Chong Baoxian glared at this guy.
Gong Chong Baoxian couldn't help but scold this man for being stupid. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that He Jinfeng said such a lot of words just to humiliate Lin Xiaofeng.
In other words, He Jinfeng was enjoying the pleasure of humiliating Lin Xiaofeng at this time. Is this guy looking for death? He actually came out to stop him.
The man lowered his head and said awkwardly: "Yes."
At this time, at the door of the National Super League Building, Lin Xiaofeng slowly walked out with a blood-red demon knife in his hand.
He Jinfeng said loudly: "Listen, no one is allowed to interfere in the battle between Lin Xiaofeng and me. Anyone who violates this will be killed!"
"yes!"
Everyone agreed loudly.
He Jinfeng also walked forward slowly.
He Jinfeng also held his breath in his heart.
Maybe this is what the so-called old enemy feels like.
The two stopped twenty meters apart.
These people from the Holy Religion even withdrew from the square in order to make room for the two of them to fight.
He Jinfeng said: "Lin Xiaofeng, look at the more than 400 people in the building behind you. Do you know that at this time, you and your men are just like bed bugs in my hands? As long as I want,
I can slap you to death at any time."
Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Really? When I killed you, it was just like killing a chicken. It clicked with one knife. You want this feeling again, don't you?"
"Yes, but I remember that the reason why you hate me so much is because I crushed you away like a bug. Your two brothers and even a woman who loved you deeply died because of this.
Well." He Jinfeng said: "Today, I will let you experience that feeling again."
The two of them were saying these words to each other at this time.
In fact, both of them were on high alert at this time, looking for each other's flaws, and by saying so much, they just wanted to make the other party's mood fluctuate, so that they would have a chance to take action.