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Eight hundred and eightieth chapter two leaders

"Honor, be careful!"

Zhuge Shanshan screamed and screamed.

Thirteen Taibao all showed fear on his face and despaired in his eyes.

The King of Responsible wanted to go to the battlefield and save those men, but he was powerless and could only sigh in the distance.

boom!

Suddenly, a scorching wave of air burst out, and the scorching flame turned into a tornado, which suddenly penetrated the meteorite-like sphere into a hole, and then suddenly burst into pieces of smoke and dust, falling apart

.

Everyone was stunned and shocked, not knowing where this strange flame came out.

When the fire tornado in the sky suddenly shrank and returned to the origin, everyone present saw Yang Feng standing proudly on the ruins on the ground, wearing a cloak of flames, majestic.

The little prince in front of him was weak and he couldn't help but fall to the ground in fear, his face full of horror and fear, and he was completely frightened.

Although Yang Feng didn't even look at him at this moment, the flame cloak and the hot wave of earth-level fire had already shaken him to his heart tremble. It was hard to have a little resistance, and he could only worship him.

It's a share.

"This is……"

His pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and the king of backers was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

Zhuge Shanshan also looked at Yang Feng, who was like the God of Fire, from afar, and could not come back to her senses.

Is this... Master?

The Thirteen Taibao's eyes were even more shaking, unbelievable.

How could they have thought that the disaster relief officer who had been underestimated by them had such terrifying strength? The strange flame, even though it was a thousand meters away, still had a powerful deterrent force, which shocked them not to move forward.

step.

It seems that as long as they get close to it, they will be burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, even if they are the powerful war kings.

The moment Tuliu Sun saw the flame, he suddenly lost his contempt, his face gradually became solemn, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No wonder you dare to shout so much with me. It turns out that you have refined the earth-level flame, but still so.

When I was young, it seems that you have resolved the blessings I gave you before. Who are you?"

Tuliusun was roaring, his eyes rippled.

"The top of Tiannan, the holy fire will last forever!"

"The Holy Fire Cult?"

Yang Feng said lightly. When Tulisun heard this, he couldn't help but scream: "Are you the newly appointed leader of the Holy Fire Cult?"

What? The world's largest demon sect, the leader of the Holy Fire Sect?

When the rest of the people heard this, they were shocked, and the cold sweat on their foreheads kept flowing downwards.

A newly emerged Tianshen Sect is already so terrifying. Why is there another old magic sect, the Holy Fire Sect?

Their Qilin Army is really unfavorable. What should we do if we meet two masters of the Demon Sect leader in this Jiangnan land?

Thirteen Taibao looked at each other and was almost crying.

The King of Backers stared at the two men, and was so shocked that he was so scared that he was cold.

He had seen the horror of the Holy Fire Sect a hundred years ago, but since then, the Holy Fire Sect has disappeared. Unexpectedly, the Demon Sect has appeared again now, and Yang is still their leader.

No wonder... Yang Feng was not afraid of this God Sect.

Compared to this new cult, their Holy Fire Sect is the boss of the Demonic Way!

Gudu!

He swallowed his mouth with difficulty, and the King of Kuangshan sighed in his heart.

Today, these two demon sects are fighting each other. Who is the real number one demon in the world? Anyway, no one can afford to offend their Qilin Army and have already been eliminated. Alas.

Zhuge Shanshan looked at all this stupidly, but she was always stunned, as if she was shot, and her mind was blank.

Hahaha……

At this time, a smirk echoed through the sky. Tulisun looked down at Yang Feng with a look of shame and shouted: "It's so great. It just so happens that our palace is mainly looking for you, the leader of the Holy Fire Sect. I didn't expect you to come to your door by yourself. Then I won't

You're welcome, take you back and ask for me.”

"Oh? Palace Master?"

With a raised brow, Yang Feng looked at him with a evil look: "You are indeed from the Nether Palace."

His face turned solemn and the laughter came to an abrupt end. Tulisun shouted, "How do you know about our Nether Palace?"

"I not only know the Nether Palace, but also know Qiu Xiaotian. He is your palace master."

Um...

My heart was stagnant, and Tu Liusun didn't speak.

Yang Feng's mouth curled slightly, and he knew it clearly, and shouted, "Where are Qiu Xiaotian and the Nether Palace?"

"What are you going to do?"

"You don't need to know, just answer honestly."

"Bold!"

When his face turned angry, Tu Liusun, who was in the air, suddenly swooped towards Yang Feng, and said with a sneering smile: "Want to find the Nether Palace? When I take you down, I will take you there, hehehehe

…Twelve qualities…”

call out!

However, before he could use his proud magic, Yang Feng flashed and disappeared.

Tulisun was stunned and looked around: "Where did he go?"

"Here!"

Suddenly, Yang Feng's indifferent voice sounded behind him.

Tulisun was shocked and turned around to look.

puff!

With a dull sound, before Tuliusun could react, what was going on? Yang Feng was already stepping on his face, and then it hit the ground like a meteor.

With a roar, the earth churned.

It was like a meteorite hitting the earth, and the terrifying waves of air instantly scattered in all directions. The ground of the ruins and rocks was swept away in a moment.

One kick, just one kick, has such terrifying power, and everyone watching the battle from all over the world couldn't help but be stunned.

Especially when they looked at Yang Feng standing high in the air, their indifferent eyes and a small heart thumped, almost scared.

He is worthy of being the leader of the world's number one Demon Sect, and his strength is even more irresistible than against the will of heaven.

The King of Responsibles used his lifelong skills but failed to shake Tuliu Sun's hair. As a result, he was easily stepped on by the Holy Fire Master.

Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy. The Holy Fire Sect is still the boss of the Demonic Way. The newly emerged Tianshen Sect is just not as good as the one.

After wiping the sweat on his head, the backer could not help but be surprised and sighed.

Not to mention Zhuge Shanshan, as if she had known Yang Feng for the first time, her eyes almost popped out.

Not to mention her, even Ji Shishi and Tu Ganglie were the first time they saw Yang Feng use his peak strength at this moment, and they were all stunned.

"Sister, brother-in-law is so awesome!"

Ji Yun said with an admiration. Ji Shishi didn't even look at him, but just said in a daze: "Isn't this nonsense? How can my man Ji Shishi be wrong?"

At this moment, Ji Shishi's face was not only unbelievable, but also pride and pride.

In short, in this evening, everyone present was shocked by the power of Yang Feng's kick.

Even the members of the Tianshen Cult are unconsciously suspicious now. Could it be that Deputy Leader Yang is right? He is the leader appointed by the Tianshen to replace the original leader?

Otherwise, why can the Original Leader not beat Deputy Leader Yang?
Chapter completed!
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