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"Yo, it's finally here!"

"It's really hard for me to wait!"

Su Feng looked at Mo Shicang and the others in his divine sense, hooked the corner of his mouth, and immediately restrained his breath completely.

This is for fear that the other party will turn around and run away in fright, which would be inconvenient to kill.

Simultaneously.

Su Feng activated the one-click insight function and brought up its detailed information.

There is one Peak Martial Venerable named He Xingping, who should be enshrined by the Jiujing royal family.

There are two high-ranking warriors, namely Mo Shicang and Xia Hongsheng, the patriarch of the Xia family.

The rest are the middle-level Wu Zun Mo Danghan, two junior Wu Zun, and a peak Wu Zong named Mi Qiandu.

As for those scattered Wu Zong, Su Feng didn't even bother to take a look.

at this time.

Mo Shicang took He Xingping, Martial Venerable and Mi Qiandu, and flew aggressively to the continuous buildings of the Sun Moon Sect.

"Scrap! You should have seen us!"

"You haven't come out for a long time, are you scared by us? Now you must be very scared and desperate!"

"Let me tell you, the current fear and despair is just the beginning, I will let you live in endless pain until the end of your lifespan!"

Mo Shicang roared with his eyes tearing apart, his divine sense had already locked on Su Feng in a certain room.

As soon as he saw Su Feng, the scene of Mo Yefei being cut into a stick and beheaded to death immediately appeared in Mo Shicang's mind.

Immediately, even more terrifying anger and resentment erupted from his heart, almost gushing out from the seven orifices!

"Damn bastard, come out and kneel and surrender immediately!"

"As long as you kowtow 1 times to this old man, this old man can make you suffer less and die a little easier!"

Mo Danghan also stared at Su Feng with blood-red eyes, wanting to eat him alive!

"Little bunny!"

"You have no escape, don't hold back, or I will let you taste ten thousand poisons!"

Qiandu Wuzong stepped forward with a sneer, his eyes filled with endless viciousness and excitement.

He was extremely angry at the matter of the mysterious alchemist in the Jiujing King City, and urgently needed to vent.

At this time, I met another Martial Lord who was bound to be defeated, and when I thought that I could humiliate and torture a Martial Lord, I immediately trembled with excitement!

As for He Xingping, Xia Hongsheng and others, they looked down at Su Feng indifferently, as if looking at a dead person.

"Ha ha!"

"A group of old, weak, sick and disabled, native chickens and dogs!"

"You think you are surrounded by me, but you don't know that you are already surrounded by me!"

"You think that I am sure to die, but you don't know that you are sure to die!"

With a flash of his figure, Su Feng came to Mo Shicang and the others out of nowhere, with a faint smile on his face.

And he moved.

Immediately, the speed of the peak Wuzun level was reflected.

When Mo Shicang and the others saw this scene, their expressions froze for a moment, and then they suddenly changed!

"This beast...is the pinnacle Martial Lord!?"

"Impossible, he's obviously just a junior Wu Zun!"

"There are only a few peak Martial Masters in Xuanling Continent, how can there be unknown ones!?"

"This beast must have used some secret technique to increase its speed. It's just a dream to pretend to be a peak warrior to bluff us!"

"It's ridiculous to say that you surrounded us and didn't make a draft if you wanted to bluff!"

"..."

After Mo Shicang and the others were shocked for a moment, they sneered again and again, convinced that Su Feng was putting on airs.

But right now!

Su Feng squeezed with one hand, and the Nine Huan Leili Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and at the same time, a majestic aura of the peak Wuzun exploded!

"what!?"

Mo Shicang's face changed wildly again, "He is really the pinnacle Martial Lord!"

"What are you afraid of, he only has one..."

He Xingping smiled coldly, but before he finished speaking, he was choked in his throat and could no longer speak!

because.

The same terrifying aura of the peak Wuzun came from eight directions, pressing down on them like Mount Tai!

"What! Eight more!?"

"How is it possible, how is it possible that there are still eight peak Martial Lords in the world!?"

"No, this is not true, this is all illusion, this is fake!"

Mo Shicang and the others were instantly frightened as if they had been struck by lightning, their souls flew out of their wits, and an unbelievable roar came out of their mouths.