Strongest Demonic Fiend System

"Haha, it really deserves to be a heavenly martial skill. As I expected, even the Buddha's Fury Lotus could not blow it up."

Duan Feng looked at the golden scroll in his hand, grinning lightly.

"It is not advisable to stay here for long, withdraw!"

Duan Feng flipped his palm and collected the heavenly martial skills into the system storage compartment, his figure flashed, and then he rushed out.

The terrifying energy produced by the Buddha's Fury Lotus is no less than the self-destruction of a strong swordsman.

Such terrifying energy will definitely attract the attention of the two great figures of Ao Shitang and Jianling Pavilion.

If they were to learn that the heavenly martial skills had been robbed, they would definitely kill them without hesitation.

and so.

Duan Feng is not leaving at this time, when will he wait?

"Hoo~Hoo~Hoo~"

With the help of the instant step, coupled with the opening of the god-level spiritual veins, and the first three doors of the Eight Gate Dunjia, Duan Feng's speed is like teleporting.

It was thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

...

At the moment after Duan Feng left, Fu Guan and Jian Hong appeared over the area almost instantly.

"Yun Feng!"

Seeing that Jian Yunfeng was already lying on the cold ground, a loud shout of anger came from Jian Hong's mouth.

"Dead old dog, I want you to pay for my life!"

Jian Hong's eyes were red, and the next moment, the spiritual power in his body was completely bloomed, and he shot out against Fu Guan.

"boom!"

When the two collided, the terrible energy quickly dispersed, shaking the surrounding mountains to the bottom.

The cultivators of the late sword sovereign were already at the top of the entire soul sword continent.

The terrifying extent of their encounter is truly earth-shaking.

"Stop it, this was not done by our Aoshitang people!"

After the collision, Fu Guan shouted loudly.

"Hehe, it's not you, who else?"

Jian Hong sneered, just about to do it again, but he heard a loud shout.

"If you don't believe me, look at it."

Jian Hong looked at the letter suspiciously, but found that in a corner, he saw a half arm.

That arm was as dry as an eagle's claw, obviously, it was Fu Hao's.

"Not only your precious son was killed, even my third elder of Ao Shitang was also killed!"

Fu Guan's face was as gray as death.

Fu Hao's death was a heavy blow to them Aoshitang.

"Huh, that's him **** it!"

Although Jian Hong had some balance after seeing Fu Hao being killed, his expression was still dark and terrifying.

Fu Guan was too lazy to refute it, and said lightly: "We have all been tricked by people. We can kill Fu Hao in such a short time and take away the martial arts of the heavenly rank. This person's strength should not be between the two of us. under."

"Hmph, even so, the martial arts of that day belong to our sword spirit pavilion! When I get the martial arts of the sky, it will be the day when your Ao Shitang will perish!"

Jian Hong snorted coldly, leaving a threatening word, as if even holding Jian Yunfeng's corpse, he rushed away in a certain direction.

"Damn, the old man worked so hard to make a wedding dress for someone else. This is absolutely unbearable!"

Fu Guan shouted angrily, raised his palm, and a blood-colored jade pendant appeared in his hand.

"boom!"

Then, the blood-colored jade pendant turned into powder and fell.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

In less than half a minute, five figures in black appeared around him.

"See the hall master!" The five people bent over in unison and said respectfully.

"Search! No matter what, I will find the monk who has taken the heavenly martial skills!"

Fu Guan shouted coldly.