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Chapter 2207 You are the one who died!

He looked extremely regretful in his eyes: "From the beginning, I shouldn't retreat! I should try my best!"

But it's too late to say anything now.

The next moment, his chest blew and blew it directly, and his heart veins were cut off.

His strength disappeared without a trace!

His huge body fell directly into Tongtian River with a bang, and was instantly swallowed by Tongtian River water.

A bloody flower came out of the water!

The sword madman was really amazing. He took action and killed a hunter in the sky.

And he was already very tired after firing out ten swords in a row, almost exhausting all his energy.

You know, every sword he is a life-threatening sword that focuses his entire mind!

But he was still extremely fierce, laughed loudly, and rushed to another hunter in the sky.

The change in the situation also made Uncle Dao overjoyed. He was ecstatic and laughed: "Sword Madman, why are you here?"

The sword madman smiled and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this, let's treat the enemy first!"

"Okay!" Uncle Dao was energetic and rushed to the remaining hunter who was the Tiantian Patrolman.

During the whole process, the Golden Wolf King kept watching coldly and not watching.

The hunter on the Tongtian was besieged by Uncle Dao and Jian Madman, and in an instant he fell into an extremely dangerous situation.

He shouted shrillly: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, please take action!"

The Wolf King snorted coldly, and did not move.

At this time, seeing him like this, the Tongtian Hunter was also anxious and shouted loudly: "The reason for the action tonight this time was that your Xuanshui Demon Wolf Tribe took the initiative to mention it to that existence, saying that he wanted to take revenge."

"So, the adults will send us two to help you, but you are still indifferent and watching?"

"I tell you, if the adults know about this, he will definitely not be able to spare your Xuanshui Demon Wolf Tribe!"

The Golden Wolf King immediately frowned and became angry: "You dare to threaten me?"

The Tongtian Hunter also sacrificed his life: "I'm going to lose my life, what else can I dare not!"

"You have to think clearly, don't bring disaster to your Xuanshui Demon Wolf Tribe because of your stupidity!"

Although the golden wolf king was so angry that he thought that what the Tongtian hunter said was indeed the truth.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said coldly: "When I deal with these two humble humans, I must deal with you well!"

As he said that, he walked towards Uncle Dao and Jian Madman.

His posture is leisurely, but it brings an extremely huge threat, which makes both Uncle Dao and Jian Madman feel a sense of despair that they are about to die.

Because his strength is too strong.

He looked at Uncle Dao and Jian Madman, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth and said, "Who will die first?"

Uncle Dao and Jian Madman looked at each other, both of whom had the heart to fight desperately.

"Oh? Don't you say it, right? OK, then you two will die together!"

The Golden Wolf King roared sharply and was about to pounce on him.

At this moment, behind him, a loud roar suddenly rang: "It's not them who died, it's you!"

"What?" The Golden Wolf King was shocked when he heard this and turned around.

Then, he saw Chen Feng, who had just sat cross-legged on the ground and was silent, had already sat up and stared at him with bright eyes!

Seeing this scene, Uncle Dao, Han Yuer and others cheered in surprise: "Junior brother, are you doing well?"

"Young Master, are you freed?"

Chen Feng nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, I'm free. Not only that, the experience just now also made me quite profitable."

Everyone didn't understand what this sentence meant.

The Golden Wolf King turned his head and looked at Chen Feng, with a ferocious smile on his face: "It's good to wake up. You were suffering from torture before. I know, but unfortunately, it's not my own hand to you. I'll regret it after all."

"And this time, I can finally punish you with my own hands."

He looked at Chen Feng, and a sinister and ferocious smile appeared on his face. The coldness leaked out from every pore of his body: "Baby, I tell you what you will encounter next!"

"I will strip your body and soul first. Your soul will be handed over to the most powerful warlock in the clan, letting them burn in the flames until my Xuanshui Wolf Clan is destroyed."

"You'd better hope that my Xuanshui Wolf Clan will perish faster, otherwise, if my Xuanshui Wolf Clan spider has existed for 100,000 years, you will be tortured for 100,000 years."

"And I will soak him in a potion with strong recovery. I will cruelly make him bruised every day, and at the same time make your soul feel this pain."

"But at night, I will put him in the potion to restore him and continue like this the next day."

What he said was extremely cruel and made people shudder!

Chen Feng was still smiling, but his smile was extremely cold and full of murderous aura.

He said lightly: "That must be done."

"Oh? Do you think I can't do it?" The Golden Wolf King sneered, "You forgot what you've experienced just now, have you?"

"Or, little boy, do you think you have the strength to deal with me now?"

"You are really arrogant! Let me tell you, my current strength can kill you with one move!"

At this time, Chen Feng did not answer his words, but asked: "Your tribe is so eager to kill me. In addition to killing so many white demon wolves, I am afraid that there is a very important reason because the last time the Golden Wolf King died at my hands, right?"

"That's right!" The golden wolf king nodded and said, "What do you mean by saying this?"

Chen Feng suddenly roared: "What do you mean? What I mean is that your fate will be the same as him!"

Speaking of this, Chen Feng's tone suddenly rose.

Then the next moment, a thick black mist spread out above his body.

This black aura was exactly the same as the breath on the blood-stained giant sword.

Han Yuer noticed this breath keenly and immediately shouted in surprise: "Chen Feng, what's going on? Why do you have such an aura?"

In fact, what Han Yuer didn’t know was that the real name of this aura was: Power of Hell!

The one who drives the ninth sword of the Eight Desolation Slash is the power of hell.
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