Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 601 The Sick Demon God (27)

On the other hand, the demons at the scene couldn't help looking at the arrogant Feng Qing with pity when they saw An Wan walk out of the barrier...

"This Feng Patriarch is too naive."

"Too ignorant."

"Sigh, it must be that the Feng family protects them too well, and I have never seen the dangers in the world."

"Yeah, it looks like a middle-aged man who grew up in a greenhouse."

"I agree with this. Poor cultivation, ugly looks, and bad temper. The key is that he is too old. Judging from his bone age, he is not very old. How can he be so old?"

"Are you stupid? Their orthodox monks only know how to fight and kill all day long. They only know how to kill and seize treasures. They don't practice the art of keeping their faces. It's normal for them to look old and ugly."

"It's not like us people, under the leadership of the Great Demon King, are all handsome and handsome."

A group of demon kings gathered together, and the voice was not too loud, that is, just enough for everyone present to hear.

Feng Qing's face turned livid: "!!!"

"Want to bet?" A certain devil suddenly suggested.

"What bet?"

"Bet on what method Princess An will use to instantly kill that Feng Patriarch."

"Needless to say, it must be a magic weapon!"

"Princess An is not only a local tyrant, but her cultivation level is even more powerful. It's really hard to guess what method she will use..."

"It's just that it's hard to guess!"

"Then I'll bet on the magic weapon. My bet is a newly created face-retaining exercise!"

"I bet on throwing the talisman, the bet is..."

An Wan: "..." These hopeless demons.

Feng Qing was so angry that she didn't attack An Wan anymore, she directly shifted her target, and raised her sword to kill those demon kings.

"I must kill you demons today!!!" Feng Qing yelled loudly while slashing at those demon kings frantically, sword after sword.

An Wan: "..." Isn't she his opponent?
How can suddenly shift the target?

As the head of the family, you don't even count what you say?

Those demon kings who were enthusiastically betting, when they saw Feng Qing out of control and attacking them, they turned around and ran away without saying a word...

They don't have any other skills, but they still have a lot of magic weapons.

Their cultivation base is not high, and the two skills of staying in the face and escaping are still nothing to say.

"Run, the madman is coming."

"Damn it, how could this Patriarch Feng be so shameless, he agreed to fight Princess An alone, how could he beat us without talking."

"Yes, a shameless old man."

"Hurry up, hurry up, everyone run separately, don't let this old man hurt my handsome appearance, perfect body..."

Those devil kings seemed to think that Fengqing was not angry enough, and they continued to talk to anger Fengqing while running away.

"This old man will destroy your entire demon world today!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Accompanied by Feng Qing's words, countless sword qi slashed in all directions.

For a moment, those sword qi can be said to be indiscriminate attacks, no matter you are a demon or a righteous monk, it will strike.

Seeing Feng Qing's face blushed and his neck thickened from anger, and he almost lost his mind from anger, the orthodox monks looked at each other and couldn't help frowning for a moment.

"This is not the way to go."

"Master Feng must be calmed down."

"But my cultivation level is not as good as Patriarch Feng's. If I forcefully go up to stop me, I'm afraid I will be accidentally injured..."

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