The next moment.

The momentum of a group of people exploded, their divine power shook the heaven and earth, and they charged towards Qin Feiyang.

But the master of the Netherworld Palace did not move. He raised his head and stared at Qin Feiyang, his eyes flickering.

"kill!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in purple also led the four great princes to kill Qin Feiyang with fierce ferocity.

There are five people from Tianyang Empire and eight people from Nether Palace. Now Qin Feiyang has to face thirteen false gods!

However.

However, his expression remained unchanged, and he moved his eyes away from the master of Netherworld Hall and looked at the middle-aged man in purple clothes and others.

"There is a road to heaven, but you don't take it. There is no door to hell, so you have to break through it."

"What a bunch of stupid people."

Qin Feiyang raised the corners of his mouth with a hint of mockery.

The high-altitude emperor statue descended from the sky, as if a divine king had descended into the world. The broken sword in his hand was so sharp that it slashed at thirteen people.

"Seal of the God Emperor!"

"Netherworld Blade!"

The thirteen people looked at each other and quickly evolved the magic formula.

Five golden divine seals and eight black war blades soared into the sky.

Those eight black war blades were made of the flesh and blood of the demon god, releasing an astonishing amount of demonic power!

Boom!

Bang!

The divine seals and war blades struck at the broken sword one after another.

One after another, destructive air waves, like the tide, rolled in all directions!

As the last war blade struck the broken sword, with a click, the broken sword shattered and the idol also dissipated.

Qin Feiyang's body trembled slightly, and a wisp of purple gold dragon blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged man in purple sneered: "Your strength is nothing more than this!"

Qin Feiyang said: "The thirteen false gods joined forces and only hurt me. I really don't know where your sense of superiority comes from?"

The middle-aged man in purple clothes suddenly became angry and shouted: "Kill him, cut him into pieces!"

The thirteen people were so powerful that they rushed toward Qin Feiyang like lightning.

"Ants are ants, no matter how many people you have, they can't change your fate today!"

Qin Feiyang smiled solemnly, and the golden light flashed in his palms.

However, at this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came from behind.

"who?"

He was shocked and took a step to the side without thinking.

Immediately afterwards.

He felt something cold piercing his back!

"You're really looking for death!"

The sudden sneak attack made him furious.

The backhand is to slap it with one palm.

But this palm did not hit anyone, but hit the air.

The cold thing also left his body.

He quickly turned his head to look, and immediately saw the master of the Netherworld Palace standing not far away, holding a black dagger stained with purple gold dragon blood in his hand, with a strong cold light shining in his eyes.

And at this moment, the master of the Netherworld Hall could not feel the slightest breath on his body, and he looked like a ghost.

"It's actually him!"

Qin Feiyang was shocked and said: "When did you come behind me?"

Before.

Fortunately, he took a step across in time, otherwise the dagger in the hand of the Nether Palace Master would definitely pierce his Qi Sea.

The master of Netherworld Hall did not answer.

It was at this time.

The middle-aged man in purple clothes and others also came to kill him.

Without having time to think about it, he immediately turned around and faced a group of people.

"You have completely pissed me off."

Qin Feiyang's eyes surged with murderous intent, he took out the Phoenix Divine Sword and slashed it away.

"This is Ning Minghe's Divine Phoenix Sword. How come it's on him?"

A group of people immediately changed their colors.

The terrifying blade tore through the earth, and an elder of Nether Palace was split in half on the spot, his blood staining the sky red.

"Quickly retreat!"

The middle-aged man in purple drank violently.

"retreat?"

Qin Feiyang smiled coldly.

The power of the false god poured into the Phoenix Sword like a tide, and with a clang, the Phoenix Sword burst out with immeasurable divine light.

He unfolded his Xing Zi Jue, caught up with the middle-aged man in purple clothes, and struck his head with a knife!

Whoosh!

However.

Seeing that the middle-aged man in purple clothes was about to die under the sword, the master of the Netherworld Palace silently appeared behind Qin Feiyang again.

The dagger in his hand went straight towards Qin Feiyang's sea of ​​qi.

"Wait for you!"

Qin Feiyang smiled coldly, and using the Xing Zi Jue, he instantly appeared behind the master of the Netherworld Hall, raised the Phoenix Divine Sword, and slashed towards the neck of the master of the Netherworld Hall.

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the Netherworld Palace Master.

But not at all nervous.

His figure flashed and disappeared in front of Qin Feiyang.

The Shenfeng Sword failed. Qin Fei raised his eyebrows and muttered: "Is this teleportation?"

But the next moment.

A strong crisis struck from behind again.

"What?"

"Running behind me again?"

Qin Feiyang looked incredulous.

This person's speed is too fast!

The most important thing is that this person is just like the ghost snake, ghost scorpion, and ghost spider. There is no breath in his body. It is completely impossible to predict what he will do next?

At the critical moment, Qin Feiyang stepped on his feet and dodged away.

A trace of anger also rose in the eyes of the Nether Palace Master.

Obviously.

Qin Feiyang repeatedly avoided his sneak attacks, which made him angry.

"Rather than speed?"

"Okay, I'll play with you and see who is faster!"

Qin Feiyang turned around and looked at the Lord of the Netherworld Palace with a cold smile, stepped on the Xing Zi Jue, and took the initiative to attack.

"No one in this world can compete with my speed, even if you have mastered the art of writing."

The master of Netherworld Hall snorted coldly, and then the two of them started to flicker in the void, not even an afterimage.

The middle-aged man in purple and the others retreated into the distance, their faces full of horror.

Because they discovered that they couldn't even capture the traces of Qin Feiyang and the master of Nether Palace.
Chapter completed!