F * ck! Du Feng was infuriated on the spot. What the hell? Can't you speak properly?
I'm just passing by. Greeting you is already giving you face. Even if I don't greet you, who would dare to stop me?
Frankly speaking, now that Du Feng had broken through to the Ninth Transformation of the Divine Emperor Realm, he was really not afraid of anyone. Unless it was a half-Saint with the pseudo-Saint Light, no one could threaten his life. "A bunch of bastards who don't know what's good for them. They even threatened to skin me alive.
"Courting death!"
Ever since Draconis's incident and Mo Ziren was wronged, Du Feng was already in a bad mood. Now, there was a bunch of rotten fish and prawns who dared to say they would skin him.
This time, Du Feng really couldn't bear it. He couldn't bear it at all. He didn't care at all. There were ten of them, so he used the Dragon Riding Sword instead of the White Light Sword Art. He used the Ten Fingers Sword Art to attack with his ten fingers. Everyone's abdomen was pierced, and their dantian was punctured.
At this time, they were still riding on their horses, trying to find that feeling of superiority. They felt that they had a lot of pride, and they thought that Du Feng would be so scared that he would kneel before them.
In the next moment, they felt a chill in their abdomen. They slowly looked down. For some reason, there was a hole there.
Because Du Feng's movements were too fast, they didn't even feel any pain at the time.
No … Impossible. My dantian was dug out. When? This can't be.
The last thought in their minds was that they couldn't believe that their dantian had been dug out. One should know that if one's dantian was dug out, it meant that one's Cultivation was completely crippled. Physical injuries were actually a small matter and could be healed after a period of time. But if one's Cultivation was completely crippled, they would be crippled. In the future, any small figure could kill them.
Next, Du Feng didn't even need to do anything. They fell from their horses and were trampled to death by the horses.
That's right, they were trampled to death by the horses they were riding on. Those horses were also intelligent. They were just captured to be mounts.
When their master could intimidate them, they were naturally obedient. Now that their master had become a cripple and couldn't even control the soul contract, what else could they do but rebel?
Du Feng waved his hand when he saw those people's brains splattered by the horses. He put them into the small world in his necklace. It wasn't that he wanted these horses, but that they were a hindrance. Because he needed to take away the ten people's storage rings, there would more or less be some money inside.
"You saw it clearly?"
After this incident, An Zhenguang immediately received the news. Fortunately, he did not act recklessly.
At the same time, Ma Ansan also received the news that one of his subordinates had been killed, and in such a miserable manner.
"Everyone, follow me!"
At Ma Ansan's command, the members hiding in the surrounding shacks and ruins all came out. Needless to say, his influence was indeed not small. This roar actually called out seven to eight hundred people.
Seven to eight hundred people were simply a drop in the bucket compared to the number of Extraterrestrial Demons. However, seven to eight hundred people surrounding one person was still quite scary.
Du Feng did not escape. Instead, he stood on the spot and looked at them.
Ma Ansan looked at Du Feng and confirmed that he was a member of the Golden Dragons. Then, he raised his chin and said, "Kid, did you kill my brother?"
Du Feng did not deny it. Instead, he shrugged and looked at the other party, replying casually, "Yes, it was me. What about it?"
He did not explain that the other party attacked first, nor did he explain that the other party wanted to skin him, so he fought back. These were all nonsense. It was useless to talk nonsense with a rascal.
If you were strong, then just fight them directly. If you couldn't beat them, then you would be beaten to death. It was that simple.
"F * ck!"
Ma Ansan was also a ruthless person. The long scar on his face could prove it. He cursed and then slashed at Du Feng with the big knife in his hand.
Although this Ma Ansan was a rough person, he was not weak at all. Moreover, every time he fought, he would charge at the front without any stage fright. Thus, his brothers were all very respectful of him.
This time was no exception. He was the first to swing his knife and slash at Du Feng. As soon as the knife was swung out, a strong knife energy surged towards him.
Not bad, young man, he had some strength.
Du Feng looked at the other party in admiration and then sliced off his head.
He only used one sword and definitely did not do a second move. This was because this sword contained a spatial technique. Du Feng mixed a spatial crack into the sword energy and slashed over.
Ma Ansan's knife slashed down vertically while Du Feng's sword slashed out horizontally. The knife energy and sword energy formed a cross in the air. Then, the knife energy split into two and collapsed. The sword energy took away Ma Ansan's head.
After his head fell off, it did not bleed. Instead, it was sucked into the spatial crack and disappeared along with it.
Thus, when everything was over, the group of subordinates were horrified to find that their boss's head had fallen off. The key was that the head that fell off couldn't be found at all.
It wasn't smashed or burnt, but it disappeared into thin air.
That's right, it disappeared into thin air. This was because his head had been moved to another space plane by itself. Unless a Saint intercepted it, no one would be able to find it.
Even a Saint wouldn't dare to intercept it. After a period of time, it would drift into the boundless universe and even a Saint wouldn't be able to find it.
How could there be a Saint in the inner city? Even the entire Coiling Dragon World didn't have one. Thus, Ma Ansan's head couldn't be found.
Du Feng kept his sword and raised his eyelids. He then asked calmly, "Do you still want to fight?"
Do you still want to fight? It was just five people, but when he said it, it was extremely shocking.
As it was too shocking, no one dared to answer him. How should they answer? Should they fight or not? If they fought, they definitely wouldn't be able to win. Against such an expert, numbers were useless.
But if they didn't fight, would he let them go? Everyone at the scene fell into deep thought.
Numbers were really useless against Du Feng. One must know that Mo Ziren's waist token was number one. In other words, back then, Du Feng had used his waist token to kill hundreds of millions of extraterrestrial demons. The lives of seven to eight hundred people were pitifully insignificant compared to the hundreds of millions of extraterrestrial demons.
If these people dared to charge forward, Du Feng would definitely not leave a single one alive this time. He still hadn't noticed that his eyes were a little red. It was a little similar to how Draconis looked when he was about to demonize.
Of course, this wasn't the first time Du Feng had done this. He had demonized even more severely in the past.
But for some reason, Du Tulong didn't remind him. Instead, he was quite happy.
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