Strongest Demonic Fiend System

As the three of the blood gods moved out, in an instant, a large group of people surrounded Duan Feng, Ma Yutian and other four people inside. !

Their meaning was obvious, they were for Duan Feng to hand over the body of the True Heavenly Dragon in the mustard bracelet.

"If you are interested, hand over the body of the true heavenly dragon. If not, don't blame us all for being kind."

"Yes, yes, hand it over!"

"We have also done a lot, and we have also killed a lot of brothers and companions. The results of the battle can't let you eat alone!"

"..."

All kinds of uproaring and oppressive sounds rang out.

The faces of Ma Yutian, Ma Fei and Chu Qingcheng were all ugly.

In the face of absolute interests, people are awesome.

Even if everyone saw it with their own eyes, Duan Feng had done his best to kill the True Sky Dragon.

So as to save their group.

But what happened?

Would they be grateful for it?

The answer is naturally no.

"It's okay if you want me to hand over the body of the true sky dragon, but there is only one body. After handing it over, how can I divide it?"

Duan Feng shrugged, and the voice of a faint smile came out.

His words hit the nail on the head and instantly silenced all the monks.

This is indeed a huge problem.

Although the dead monks occupied jiǔchéng, there were at least three to four hundred monks who survived.

The body of a true heavenly dragon is obviously not enough.

"Hehe, don't worry about this problem, little brother, as long as you hand over the mustard bracelet, those who have the ability will get it!"

As the strongest among all the monks here, Xue Yan rang out in a faint voice.

As soon as his words came out, many monks immediately began to yell after the trend.

"A good sentence is for those who have the ability."

Duan Feng shrugged, then turned around and said lightly:

"Well, if any of you feels that you have the strength, you can pick one with me and defeat me. I will hand over the body of the true dragon in the mustard bracelet."

Duan Feng knew very well that it would be absolutely impossible to take away the body of the True Heavenly Dragon without spending some effort.

If the group attacked, Chu Qingcheng, Ma Fei and others would be affected.

In that case, it is better to go heads-up.

On heads-up, Duan Feng is really not against whom.

"Brother Duan Feng... this is not so good."

Chu Qingcheng pulled Duan Feng's clothes corner and said in a low voice.

Duan Feng's consumption has been very high just now, and if he is singled out with others, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Duan Feng smiled and waved his hand.

As early as after the True Heavenly Dragon was solved, he took several high-level healing pills.

The consumption in the body is almost restored now.

"Since the little brother has released the words, if I evade it, it would be a bit of a shame."

Xue Yan chuckled lightly, then stepped out.

He already understood what he meant, he wanted to single out Duan Feng.

"You guys step back first."

Duan Feng turned his head and said to Chu Qingcheng and the others who looked worried.

The words had already been put out in the public, and it was impossible to take them back. Chu Qingcheng, Ma Yutian and others had to give a few words before retreating.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding monks also withdrew hundreds of meters away.

Although Xue Yan was the first one, it didn't mean they had no chance.

in contrast.

This opportunity will even greatly increase as a result.

Even if Xueyan wins, his consumption will definitely not be low.

As a result, the chances of other monks with lower strengths getting the body of the true sky naturally increased.

Everyone backed away, and only Duan Feng and Xue Yan were facing each other.

"If my guess is correct, you should be the murderer who killed Blood Feather, the Lord of the Blood Temple."

Xue Yan stared at Duan Feng and said lightly.

"Is it still discovered by you?"

Duan Feng shrugged and asked rhetorically.

This is an indirect admission that Blood Feather was homicide.

When slaying the True Sky Dragon, he used to perform a great magic: San Su Shen Yin.

Obviously.

Such a scene has fallen deeply into the eyes of Blood Yan.

after all.

At the beginning, the Blood Temple was the most powerful party chasing the great magic.

"If you admit defeat and give me the body of the true sky dragon in your hand, I don't need to pursue the killing of Blood Feather."

Xue Yan stared at Duan Feng and said again.

Although he has the confidence to take Duan Feng down, it would be a good thing after all if he could effortlessly.

"You can not pursue it, but your blood **** race still has thousands of powerful monks, and they promise not to pursue it?"

Duan Feng asked faintly.

"As long as I explain to the senior members of the clan, I can still guarantee this kind of thing, how about?"

With joy, Xue Yan said again.

"It seems that your status in the blood **** race is not low, but if I surrender, I can't do it."

Duan Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Smelly boy, do you dare to fool me?"

Hearing that, Xue Yan's face instantly became gloomy.

"Go ahead, I might not lose to you."

The lightsaber behind Duan Feng was unsheathed and sneered.

"Arrogant!"

"Remember, your fate today is entirely self-blame!"

With a violent shout, Xue Yan finally stopped talking nonsense, holding a spear in his hand, and deceiving Duan Feng.

"Chang!"

When the two collided, the clear and sonorous sound spread quickly.

Also accompanied by wisps of sparks splashing out~www.wuxiaspot.com~Boom! boom! "

When they collided with one blow, Duan Feng and Xue Yan were both retreated.

but.

Obviously Duan Feng retreated a lot more distance.

Although the spiritual power consumed in his body has recovered a lot, it is not as good as Blood Flame.

and.

The strength of Xue Yan really had to be stronger by a big level.

Reached the state of supremacy.

"Hehe, if this is the capital that you won't lose, then I'm sorry to tell you that you are out of play."

Xue Yan shook his head and sneered.

"Really? Speaking so early, it won't be good to slap your face then."

Duan Feng shrugged and looked indifferent.

Although his strength is slightly weaker, he has a lot of hole cards, and at the end of the fight, he really doesn't necessarily win.

"Face? For me, that doesn't exist!"

With a sneer, Xue Yan attacked Duan Feng again.

The spear in his hand kept rippling with a terrible breath.

Under that breath, it gives people a feeling of extreme oppression.

"Chang! Cang! Cang!"

Intense bumps, one after another.

Both of them increased their speed to the extreme.

Some monks with low strength can even only see two afterimages, going back and forth in the void.

It was impossible to capture the two of them.