Immemorial War God

C937 A Spoon Sweep the Secret Realm



C937 A Spoon Sweep the Secret Realm

"Bam!"    

    

Both of the Shen Xing Hou's hands slapped the ground, causing his entire body to fly out, bringing with him a trail of fresh blood, he smashed his palm towards Mo Feng.    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Mo Feng sneered, a look of disdain flashing past his eyes, using his bare hands to attack him? Was this the so-called desperate method?    

    

"Swoosh!"    

    

Seeing Mo Feng's disdainful smile, the divine general's eyes lit up with a look of satisfaction, his lips moved, and he spat out a steel needle that was as thin as a cow's hair!    

    

This was his real trump card, the Steel Needle. He had tried and tested it before and had always been able to kill people three levels stronger than him. This time, he had kept it.    

    

He believed that Mo Feng would have no way to block his attack. As long as he could kill Mo Feng, he would still have a chance to recover his legs. At worst, he would just stay in the evil valley for a few years and recuperate.    

    

"Ding!"    

    

Seeing that the thin needle was getting closer and closer to Mo Feng, the divine official's face became even more sinister. But just as the thin needle was about to reach Mo Feng, he saw Mo Feng calmly raise the spoon up, and a spark shot out, causing the thin needle to fall onto the ground.    

    

When the Divine Marquis saw the expression on his face freeze for a moment, he raised his head and looked at Mo Feng in disbelief.    

    

"You, how could you possibly block my attack!"    

    

In that instant, how could anyone block his attack? Even someone at the peak of Star Condensation Realm would not be able to block his attack!    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Mo Feng still had a disdainful and cold smile on his face. In his previous life, he had not encountered this kind of little trick ten thousand times, yet he still wanted to use this kind of thing to kill him a thousand times.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

Without wasting any time, the spoon hacked down fiercely. The god-like person without legs didn't even have time to dodge, and could only watch as the spoon hacked down.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

A spoonful of water directly brings the divine spirit back to heaven.    

    

"Hmph."    

    

With a kick, Mo Feng kicked away the Divine Hou's corpse. Then, turning his head to look at his surroundings, he rushed towards a certain direction.    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

Whoosh.    

    

Halfway there, Mo Feng's figure suddenly stopped, only to see a figure rushing over from the left, his speed surpassing everyone here.    

    

"miser?"    

    

Mo Feng looked closer, only to see the miser rushing over, covered in blood. He was overjoyed, and rushed over to meet her.    

    

"miser, are you alright?" Mo Feng said with concern. He knew that the miser had suffered a huge blow before and was afraid that he would not be able to accept this blow and act irrationally.    

    

"I'm fine." The miser shook his head and looked around him.    

    

"We only have about a hundred people left. We need to move quickly."    

    

"The reception here isn't very good. We still have twenty fingers left to kill people."    

    

"Alright."    

    

Mo Feng slightly nodded, and rushed out together with the miser.    

    

On the other side, a group of people had gathered. Seeing that Mo Feng and the other two were not around, they heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

"I've finally dodged it."    

    

"If you still don't send me out, I'm going to die!"    

    

"Motherf * cker, you beasts are still not taking us out? Do you want to watch us die here?"    

    

Everyone pointed at the sky and shouted. If they had not been lured out in time, they would not have ended up in such a sorry state.    

    

As for the three people in the hall, they looked at the people who were scolding them. Their faces were extremely gloomy, but they were helpless to do anything.    

    

"If you don't get me out of here, I'll dig up all the graves of your ancestors!" Everyone was still scolding loudly. Although they were not being chased by Mo Feng, they were not sure if Mo Feng would come chasing after them. As long as he stayed here for a moment longer, they would be in danger!    

    

"On the other hand, I hope that you can dig their ancestor's grave. But sadly, you won't have that chance."    

    

A calm voice sounded. The furious crowd suddenly fell silent and turned to look at their surroundings with faces full of fear.    

    

"Who, who said that!"    

    

"Don't you miss me? What, you can't even make out my voice anymore? "    

    

"Scare!"    

    

Everyone turned their heads again, seeing Mo Feng and the miser walk out, they were so scared that their faces turned pale. They immediately retreated in fear, and without hesitation, they turned and ran.    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Mo Feng and the miser looked at each other and sneered. You want to run away now? Not a single one could escape from such a good gathering!    

    

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft!"    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Miserable screams continued to ring out. Mo Feng and Yue Yang once again held a slaughtering feast, these close to thirty people were like ducks flying around as they were chased and killed by Mo Feng and Yue Yang, one knife and one sword …    

    

"Beast!"    

    

When Ling Ji Ji Ji saw this scene, he gnashed his teeth even harder. He felt more and more powerless as he raised his head and looked at the two hundred figures in the air, which still had not changed.    

    

"Qi Xiang, how many are left now?"    

    

Qi Xiang pulled at the scene with a gloomy face. Right now, he was only seeing a small group of people congregating, with only a few people each. The majority of the people had already been exterminated by Mo Feng and Luo Hua City Mistress.    

    

"There are less than sixty people left." After counting the number of people, Qi Xiang's face turned extremely gloomy, there were only less than sixty people remaining out of the two hundred. In all of the previous tests, nothing like this had happened, and after this test, he was already doomed.    

    

"There are only so many people left, why aren't you bringing them out yet!" Ling Ji Ji Ji staggered. More than a hundred people died, which was even worse than the consequences of being poisoned to death!    

    

"Pick it up?" Looking at Ling Ji Ji Ji's furious appearance, Qi Xiang's gaze was ice-cold, the anger in his chest could no longer be suppressed, his chest continued to move up and down as he pointed at Ling Ji Ji Ji's nose and cursed:    

    

"Come, tell me how to receive it. If I had the ability, would I only be hosting it here?"    

    

"It's been so long since you started barking like a mad dog. If you didn't use that attack, would things have turned out like this?"    

    

"I … I was still protecting everyone!" Ling Ji Ji Ji's expression froze, and then he shouted with a guilty conscience.    

    

"Save? Are you trying to save us? But now, not only is Kuang Du dead, more than a hundred have died as well.    

    

"Pah!"    

    

With that, Qi Xiang became extremely furious, he immediately slapped Ling Ji Ji Ji on the face, causing Ling Ji Ji Ji's head to almost be sliced apart. A clear handprint appeared on his face, and very quickly, it started to swell.    

    

"You!"    

    

Ling Ji Ji Ji covered his face and looked at Qi Xiang in disbelief, then went into a rage.    

    

"You what? If you didn't insist on using that attack, how could you have ended up like this!"    

    

"Right now, you still need five more seconds to be picked up. Save, how are you going to save them?"    

    

"If you really have the ability, then leave this place and notify those adults to come!"    

    


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