Strongest Demonic Fiend System

Stop...stop it!

The aura of the masked old man was completely sluggish, and even his voice became much weaker.

It's really weak, and it's boring to suffer like this twice.

Duan Feng shook his head, and the strange fire above his hands instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, he withdrew from this illusion space.

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thump!

The masked old man suddenly lay down on the void, sweating profusely, and his mouth was gasping for breath.

Lord, what's the matter with you?

The other hall masters were startled and hurriedly looked over.

Huh? How could this be?

The monks around were also confused.

Isn't the masked old man just now good? How could he be so weak all of a sudden?

Continue to the next goal.

Duan Feng chuckled lightly and looked at the other hall masters again.

The other hall masters stared at Duan Feng angrily.

They thought that this must be Duan Feng's secret.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with thinking this way.

Moreover, these actions of them are also in line with Duan Feng's heart.

After a few breaths...

Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!

The hall masters one after another, all like the masked old man, were half-knelt on the void, sweating profusely, panting heavily.

God, what the hell is going on?

It's obviously the hall master of the Soul Demon Sect who is using the technique of imprisoning the soul.

The monks around looked at this scene in disbelief.

And all the hall masters of the Soul Demon Sect who were recruited were extremely shocked in their hearts!

It's an illusion, it's definitely an illusion!

Don't look him in the eyes!

The masked old man reacted first and shouted loudly.

Oh, it's too late...

Duan Feng opened his eyes, smiled and shrugged, shaking his head.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The remaining three hall masters of the Soul Demon Sect lost their strength in an instant.

In the illusion space, although a long time has passed, in reality, it is only a few breaths.

Therefore, when they reacted, it was already too late.

Next, it's my turn to shoot.

Duan Feng gave a deep drink, and the spiritual power in his body bloomed again.

Although his eyesight has dropped a lot after using [Monthly Reading], this is not the time to rest.

Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship, Storm Slash!

With a sword, the soul-priming technique performed by the master of the eight halls was instantly shattered.

Whoosh~

Duan Feng's figure flashed, and he rushed out towards the Hall Master of Soul Demon Sect.

Not good! Retreat!

The masked old man shouted loudly and tried his best to retreat quickly.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Duan Feng did not hesitate, the king's holy sword in his hand, the sword rose and fell, killing the hall masters of the Soul Demon Sect, one by one, on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, only the masked old man was left.

The last time you escaped, this time, you will never escape!

Duan Feng looked at the masked old man who was far away, and raised the King's Holy Sword in his hand without hesitation.

Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!

Hey~

A sky-shattering sword beam broke through the shackles of the void, like the scythe of the god of death, descending on the masked old man.

puff!

With a sword piercing the heart, the masked old man falls!

Ding~ding~

Congratulations to the host, you have successfully killed the eighth hall master of the Soul Demon Sect.

Congratulations to the host, you have gained 98 million experience points.

Congratulations to the host, upgrading to the sixth level of Sword Sovereign.

Congratulations to the host, I accidentally acquired a special ability: [Amaterasu]!

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