Strongest Demonic Fiend System

Seeing a group of figures flicking out of it, a total of twenty people, Chu Qingcheng's pupils tightened.

But soon, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Because she saw that when the monks looked at Duan Feng, they were as frightened and shocked as if they had seen a ghost.

Even frightened.

No blame for them.

After seeing Duan Feng's strong performance, they were completely shocked.

One face to face to kill two Sword King powerhouses, and one move swept across 22 Sword King monks.

What strength is this?

What is this concept?

Regret it.

They regret why they and others are here, why they want to covet that little bit of fisherman's profit...

"Your Excellency, I...we just passed by..."

Among the twenty-odd people, the head was a middle-aged man in a gray robe. He tried to suppress his panic and said with a fist.

However, even though he tried to conceal it, his speech was still a little trembling.

"Is it passing by? Or do you want to release a cold arrow in secret?"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged gray robe, Duan Feng stared at the twenty monks in front of him with cold eyes, and said lightly.

Their overall strength is much worse than the Jinpao Youth team just now.

This is why they have been hiding behind the iceberg and dare not come out.

If they had enough strength, I am afraid it would not be like this.

"We are really just passing by, besides, we have never met with you, and there is no festival, so we won't be rushed to kill, right?"

The middle-aged gray robe panicked, but soon stabilized, staring at Duan Feng, calmly said.

"Hehe, if it is a coincidence, it will naturally not happen, but you have already hidden there, and I believe that if you have enough strength, you will definitely kill me."

Duan Feng smiled icyly, "I hate those of you who secretly shoot cold arrows!"

"So, you all die to me!"

Duan Feng let out a low growl, and the profound heavy ruler in his hand had already condensed a cloud of cold and bright energy.

"Your Excellency, we are willing to hand over all the ice crystals on our body, please let us go!"

The middle-aged gray robe was shocked and hurriedly spoke.

He also knew that it was useless to resist, so he was cruel and spoke directly.

"Hehe, I won't compromise until I die, it's too late! Besides, I don't want to be thought of by people from behind."

Duan Feng smiled lightly, the power of the profound ruler in his hand became more and more terrifying.

"Asshole!"

"Brothers, go together!"

The middle-aged gray robe saw Duan Feng's resolute attitude, and immediately shouted.

"kill!"

The nineteen sword king cultivators who died immediately defeated their fear and showed their weapons.

"Haha, come on!"

Duan Feng laughed, and the profound heavy ruler in his hand had already swung down heavily.

However, at the moment when everyone rushed forward, the middle-aged figure in the grey robe flashed, and he turned to Chu Qingcheng.

He knew that if he wanted to survive, it would be impossible to resist head-on.

Only when Chu Qingcheng was taken as a hostage could he escape.

The middle-aged gray robe was the strongest of this team. Once he left, how could the remaining 19 monks withstand Duan Feng's attack?

"Puff~Puff~Puff~~"

In just an instant, the nineteen Sword King monks all fell.

"Haha, brat, you want to kill me, you are still tender!"

The middle-aged gray robe laughed loudly. At this moment, he was only one step away from Chu Qingcheng.

However, at this moment...

An invisible fire suddenly rose from the front of Chu Qingcheng.

Feeling this terrifying flame, the gray-robed middle-aged complexion instantly became gloomy to the extreme.