At this moment, even the demon bird flying in the air could not escape. Just when it was about to rush into the clouds and fly away, Xu Zifan, who was like the incarnation of Shura, suddenly raised his head and looked at him coldly.

Immediately, the magic sword slashed out diagonally, and the vast sword energy swept towards the sky. Although the distance between the two sides was hundreds of meters, there were many magic birds.

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Of course, there are also many extraordinary strong men with extremely serious eyes, staring at Xu Zifan on the screen, confirming their magical powers and comparing their combat power with Xu Zifan's. If they were present, what would be the outcome?

Under the Snake Ridge, the clouds and mist were vast, and the monsters were crying for their fathers and mothers, urinating, leaving broken corpses all the way. Behind, Xu Zifan was holding a black magic knife in his hand, and he took a step forward, just tens of meters away, and the mountain wind blew, full of

The black hair on his head was flying, and his eyes were full of energy, as if two icy bolts of lightning were shooting out. He was extremely cold, and he was still chasing down the demons.

"Ouch..."

The beasts roared endlessly, and many demon kings turned into their original forms, running for their lives in panic. The stepped mountains rumbled and leaves flew.

"Bah!"

There is also the bird demon king who is also leading the tribe to fly deep into the clouds and mist high in the sky, not daring to appear again.

At this moment, Xu Zifan was chasing after him with his magic knife. Along the way, the blood mist was lingering, and his killing intent was astonishing. He was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing on a large scale.

These monsters all came to seize the Qinling Mountains. Xu Zifan would not be soft-hearted or merciful. He would wield the magic sword and kill them with blood all the way. It was like destroying the dead and destroying the dead. No external force could stop them in the slightest.

Wherever Xu Zifan passed along the way, there were pieces of flesh and blood, and all kinds of monsters, whether they were monster kings or little monsters, all died tragically and became the souls of Xu Zifan's sword.

In front of Xu Zifan, there are fleeing figures everywhere, and defeated demons everywhere. No one can stop Xu Zifan's every move, and they all run for their lives.

"boom!"

The black magic knife was like an ominous blade from hell. Xu Zifan's eyes were extremely cold. Wherever he passed, the shadows of the black knife overlapped. He killed ten people with one step. In the rain of blood, all the demons withered.

"Run away!"
Chapter completed!