He thrust his toes and shot into the crowd.

Everyone only saw a series of afterimages, and the cold murderous intent carried by the God of Killing came towards them, causing pain in their whole body.

They subconsciously erected a mysterious protective shield.

Even if Yue Qingqing used the artifact fragments, it would be difficult to break this protective shield in an instant, but it was directly pressed by Duanmu Chen with his momentum and cracks appeared.

The God of Killing flew in his hands, shaking the surrounding airflow, forming an invisible wind.

No one noticed that they were locked, but under the cover of that powerful aura, he felt that all the roads of life were blocked, leaving only a dead end!

Everyone felt a flash of light in front of their eyes, and a crisp "click" sound came from their ears.

Everyone's shield was defeated by him.

But Duanmu Chen did not attack again, but instead floated in front of them and stared at them silently.

The fear was like silk, wrapping around their hearts and even their souls, making them unable to breathe.

"Kill!"

I don’t know who shouted first, but the shout seemed to vent all the fear in my heart.

Everyone rushed forward and surrounded Duanmuchen in the middle.

The fear of death can always inspire people's potential and make them burst into combat power several times stronger than usual.

Afterimages were bursting, sword light shining, and mysterious power was emitting everywhere.

Gravels were constantly shaking down on the rock walls, and the water rolled up a layer of waves higher than the other.

"Wow, that man punched the uncle of junior master, idiot, hit the face! Haha, that man actually kicked the uncle of junior master, idiot, can't he kick the butt? Kill the uncle of junior master..."

Feng Qingyi was dancing excitedly on the side, as if it was a very exciting thing to see Duanmu Chen being beaten.

"Bang"

The Thunder Guardian patted the back of his head without hesitation and roared: "Shut up to me! If you disturb your master, you will kick you out!"

Feng Qingyi jumped back and covered his crotch with both hands, shouting: "My sister Lei, you were ruined by the uncle of the junior teacher! Ahhh, uncle of the junior teacher, I'm the innocent and cute little sister Lei!"

Xiao Bingming looked at the noisy person and subconsciously frowned.

He found that it was really difficult for him to understand Feng Qingyi's thinking. No, no one can understand it!

"Xiao Juju, don't blind Xiao Xuan's eyes anymore. Xiao Xuan wants to go down to find his mother!" Yue Xiaoxuan shouted in dissatisfaction.

The little chrysanthemum was unmoved.

The master once said that when you see a fight, you must cover the little master's eyes, otherwise it will be left with chrysanthemums.

It can sense the master's breath, very close.

Therefore, even if it lends it a hundred courages, it will not dare to challenge its owner's temper.

"No, I have to go and help!" Xiao Bingming felt a sharp slap in his heart when he saw that Duanmu Chen had a few more wounds on his body.

Duanmu Chen was only lucky enough to be promoted to the tenth level of Shengxuan when he broke through Qingchenju.

The other party has two levels of Holy Xuan and the other levels of Holy Xuan are eighth and ninth.

These people are all children who are focused on training in the family and they use all the weapons they use.

In addition, under the stimulation of death, they stimulated their potential and suppressed Duanmu Chen from the beginning.

However, Feng Qingyi blocked his way.
Chapter completed!