I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

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The head of the spirit tribe monk and the last few spirit-level ninth-level monks guarded outside the small hole of the girl in white.

There are countless spiritual palm prints and sword marks on the barrier barrier of the small hole. They should have been bombarding this barrier before. They may never have dreamed that, as the peak powerhouse of the spirit race in the demon world, they can’t even break through a barrier, and their faces of dissatisfaction and frustration are revealing their psychology at this time.

Seeing that the three Kunpeng people came before them, they had stopped bombarding the enchantment, looking at the three people with confusion.

Neither party spoke.

“Kill them all.”

Kunpeng said lightly, although the voice was not loud, it was still very clear in this silent cave. Falling into the ears of every spiritual cultivator made them feel a chill instantly.

These three people can kill all the way from outside the cave to here, and looking at them, although there are a lot of blood stains, there are no scars. Obviously, the blood is not their own.

At this time, the head of the spirit clan still couldn’t understand that the combat power of these three people definitely far surpassed the ninth level of the spirit rank.

But he tried to fly past Lingxin, but it didn’t work. He was blocked by the barrier outside the cave and couldn’t send it out. Kunpeng didn’t even look at the content of the spiritual letter he sent, so he smashed it to pieces.

“Fight to the death!” The leader of the Spirit Race also shouted in a deep voice.

But his voice sounded particularly weak, without any appeal. Several other spiritual monks almost knelt down and begged for mercy. Hearing what he said, no one responded.

The spiritual monk sighed and raised his sword. He couldn’t help but make the last fight, even if he didn’t have any chance of surviving.

The sword light of Mei Feng and Rong’er had been swept over, and four died and two were injured immediately.

The head of the spirit race flew to the top of the cave and avoided a blow for the time being, but before he fell down, Mei Feng flew up, a sword light shot directly through his body, and knocked out the top of the cave. A human-sized hole.

He laughed blankly, then slowly closed his eyes.

This is when he has officially seen the strength of his opponent, and he has no regrets.

The opponent’s ability to kill him with a single sword like this is not only because of their strong momentum, but also the strength that he can’t resist. In the face of such a master, what can he do, he can only wait to die.

It’s just that he couldn’t figure out, when did the spirit race of the demon world come out such a powerful opponent?

He didn’t even know until now, why these three people appeared in the endless void, and why they were all killed.

When Mei Feng killed the leader of the spirit race, Rong’er wiped out the remaining three spirit race monks, and the two joined hands to completely disperse all the floating souls.

“Yes, combat experience really needs to be obtained in actual combat. Your progress makes this seat very gratified.” Kun Peng admired again.

Opening the barrier of the small hole, the girl in white sat in it with an air of composure, not as trembling as they thought.

Kunpeng frowned slightly. Is she too calm?

Rong’er and Mei Feng also looked at the white-clothed girl in a puzzled manner, and asked Kunpeng, “Is she the girl mentioned in the news?”

The girl in white looked at Rong’er and Mei Feng, and smiled, “What news?”

Kunpeng also smiled: “The people we just killed will sell you. But it seems that you are not afraid at all.”