Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

Above the sky, the red claws gradually dissipated, and Lin Feng's figure was exposed in front of many people.

However, among the Demon Race present, except for the guy from before, the rest did not care about Lin Feng.

After all, the weakest Demon Race here can teach him a lesson. This level of strength can't be distinguished in front of them.

There were dozens or hundreds of Demon Race present, and no matter how unnatural these human methods were, they would not even want to escape.

"Who will come out? You have the ability to beat people, you have the ability to come out, what's the point of hiding there?"

After searching many Demon Races, one Demon Race finally couldn't stand it any longer and hid.

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around him shook, and a space wave rippled out. When the other Demon Race noticed this and turned around to look, they found that this guy had still turned into a ball of flesh and blood.

The void was full of blood, and one look at it immediately made them feel panic.

Being able to easily obliterate the existence of the two of them Demon Race, presumably the strength of this hidden person is definitely above them, it can even be said that they are not on the same level at all.

And whether they can win or not is a matter of debate. Now they are simply not qualified to fight against them.

With these two precedents, the Demon Race present also restrained themselves a lot. They were afraid that they would be the next one to be broken into a ball of bloody mold.

After some searching, they still found nothing. Finally, some Demon Race seemed to have vaguely guessed the truth. They turned their eyes to the top of their heads. Following their gazes, other Demon Races also looked at it, and then they suddenly realized.

"It turns out it's you, a human being, who is responsible for this!"

Demon Race cursed fiercely, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted a little and quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would explode into a bloody mist like those two guys.

After playing with them for a while, Lin Feng also observed the intelligence and actions of these Low Level Demon Race soldiers, and he had no intention of playing anymore.

With a casual move, the guy just now was beaten up. It was at this moment that they finally recalled what Lin Feng said before to keep them all here!

Before, they thought it was just this stupid human being who was talking big words and overestimating his own capabilities, but now it seems that he is not only provocative, but also has provocative power!

With his strength, maybe they all will be buried here.

Many Demon Races immediately panicked and fled away. With their leader, other Demon Races also followed suit.

Some guys feel a lot more at ease. After all, there are so many Demon Races present but he is the only human being. No matter how fast or powerful they are, it is impossible to catch them all. There is still a chance to escape.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw Lin Feng slapping his right palm into the air, and a powerful wave spread quickly outwards. The Demon Race who was touched froze and stood there. In the air, all these guys died and turned into a ball of blood mist.

At this point, Demon Race also knew that it would be difficult for them to escape.

Such a large-scale attack, let alone their numbers, may not be effective even if it is doubled. Suddenly, many Demon Races had crazy thoughts in their hearts.

One of them, Demon Race, who was burly and had a special armor-like object as big as a shield on his left arm, said in a loud voice.

"Everyone, since we can't escape now, let's resist. There was a saying among humans: If you don't break out in silence, you will die in silence. Now it's time for us to break out."

"Although this hateful human being is powerful, he is only one person after all. With the strength of so many Demon Races, we can't kill even one of him?"

He glanced sharply around, but all the Demon Races who touched his gaze avoided their eyes, seeming very uneasy.

"That's all, since you don't dare, then I'll come and learn from you."

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

With every step he took, the aura on his body continued to gather and climb upward.

His steps were steady and firm. He was clearly stepping on the air, as if he was stepping on the ground with every step. He made a thumping sound. It was obvious that this guy was very powerful.

"Demon Race in the Divine Fire Realm?"

Lin Feng nodded and turned to face him. With his strength, if he wanted to take action, he could kill this guy within three seconds.

But if he abandons the hatred between races and looks at it from the perspective of the strong, he feels that he still admires this kind of person very much. He has strength, patience, and courage. If it weren't for the racial differences and he was born in the human race, Lin Feng would definitely take him under his wing.

Such a warrior is worthy of admiration, so Lin Feng did not let him down, but waited for his strongest blow to defeat the opponent in a fair way. This is respect for the strong 0

Demon Race looked serious, and his speed became slower and slower. After taking more than 10 steps, his falling speed was several times slower than the last one, but every time his steps fell, the momentum on his body It is also getting stronger and stronger.

A terrifying pressure filled the space. Even Demon Race within 10 meters of him felt the fear and could not help but step back slightly. Some people did not dare to look directly at his figure at all, but lowered themselves humbly. Headed.

His momentum gradually sublimated and reached a peak state. It was at this moment that he finally stopped.

The shield-like armor-like object on his left hand lit up with a burst of dark light, and a magic pattern also gathered on the fist of his right hand.

The lighting of the magic pattern caused the surrounding space to appear distorted, and then the light in the vicinity gradually converged, disappearing as if affected by strong gravity, and gathered on the fist.

Under the concentration of (Wang Zhao's) power, the pressure on his fist became heavier and heavier, and the space around him began to tremble, and even a crack appeared.

Seeing this, Lin Feng stretched out his hand and took out his sword. Without any pretense, he slashed out with the first move of Beidi Sword Qi.

In an instant, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, and the mighty sword energy was like a Milky Way stretching across the sky. It fell suddenly as Lin Feng drew his sword.

At the same time, Demon Race also punched out his right fist, and the roaring and twisting tornado roared out, hitting Lin Feng's sword energy directly, and countless sword energy was suddenly sucked into the tornado. middle.

When the two met, countless strong sparks bloomed, and Lin Feng's sword energy was obviously ignited in the friction.

However, as the sword energy dissolved, the tornado gradually shrank. Finally, at the moment when the sword energy disappeared, the tornado completely dissipated in the air, and the world returned to peace.