Chapter 500 Those Who Are Capable Will Get It!

Following the dispatch of the three members of the Blood God Clan, in an instant, a large group of people surrounded Duan Feng, Ma Yutian and the other four inside. !

Their intention is obviously to let Duan Feng hand over the body of Zhentianlong inside the mustard bracelet.

"If you are sensible, hand over the body of Zhentianlong. If not, don't blame us all for being rude."

"Yes, yes, hand it over!"

"We have also put in a lot of effort, and many brothers and companions have died. The results of the battle cannot be left to you alone!"

"..."

All kinds of booing and oppressive sounds resounded.

Ma Yutian, Ma Fei, Chu Qingcheng and the others looked extremely ugly.

In the face of absolute interests, people's words are formidable.

Even though everyone saw it with their own eyes, it was Duan Feng who almost tried his best to kill Zhen Tianlong.

Thus saving their group.

But so what?

Will they be grateful for it?

The answer is naturally no.

"If you want me to hand over the body of Zhen Tianlong, you can, but there is only one body. After handing over, how will you divide it?"

Duan Feng shrugged, and a faint smile came out.

His words hit the nail on the head, and instantly made all the monks quiet down.

This is indeed a great problem.

Although the dead monks occupied nine cities, there are still at least three or four hundred monks who survived.

The body of a real dragon is obviously not enough.

"Hehe, you don't need to worry about this issue, little brother. As long as you hand over the mustard bracelet, those who are capable will get it!"

As the strongest of all the monks here, Xue Yan's faint voice sounded.

As soon as his words came out, many monks immediately started shouting.

"It's a good sentence for those who have the ability."

Duan Feng shrugged, changed the subject, and said lightly:

"Well, if any of you feel that you have the strength, you can challenge me one by one, and if you win, I will give up the body of the Zhentian dragon in the mustard bracelet."

Duan Feng understands very well that it is absolutely impossible to take away Zhen Tianlong's body without spending some effort.

A group attack would implicate Chu Qingcheng, Ma Fei and others.

That being the case, it is better to single out.

In terms of heads-up, Duan Feng is really not targeting anyone.

"Brother Duan Feng... this is not good."

Chu Qingcheng tugged at the corner of Duan Feng's clothes, and said in a low voice.

Duan Feng's consumption was already very high just now, if he were to fight against other people, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Duan Feng smiled and waved his hands.

After finishing Zhen Tianlong, he took several high-level healing pills.

Now the consumption in the body has almost recovered.

"Since the little brother has already let the words out, if I avoid it, it will be a little shameless."

Xue Yan smiled lightly, and then stepped out.

He already understood what he meant, he wanted to single out Duan Feng.

"Let's go back first."

Duan Feng turned his head and said to Chu Qingcheng and the others who looked worried.

The words have been released in public,

It was already impossible to take it back, so Chu Qingcheng, Ma Yutian and the others had no choice but to withdraw after a few words of advice.

Seeing this, the surrounding monks also retreated hundreds of meters away.

Even though Xue Yan was the first one, it didn't mean they had no chance.

on the contrary.

This opportunity will even be greatly increased because of this.

Even if Xue Yan wins, his consumption will definitely not be low.

In this way, the chances of other monks with lower strength to obtain the body of Zhentianlong naturally increased.

Everyone retreated, only Duan Feng and Xue Yan were left to confront each other.

"If my guess is correct, you should be the murderer who killed Blood Feather, the master of the Blood Temple."

Xue Yan stared at Duan Feng, and said lightly.

"Have you found out yet?"

Duan Feng shrugged and asked back.

This is an indirect acknowledgment that Xue Yu killed him.

When beheading Zhen Tianlong, he once performed a great magic technique: Sansu Shenyin.

Obviously.

Such a scene has already deeply fallen into Xue Yan's eyes.

after all.

Back then, the Blood God Temple was the most powerful party chasing great magic arts.

"If you admit defeat and give me the body of the Zhentianlong in your hand, I don't have to pursue the matter of Xue Yu being killed."

Xue Yan stared at Duan Feng, and spoke again.

Although he has the confidence to take down Duan Feng, if he can do it without any effort, it will be a good thing after all.

"You don't need to pursue it, but there are thousands of powerful monks in your Blood God Clan, and they promise not to pursue it?"

Duan Feng asked lightly.

"As long as I explain to the higher-ups in the clan, I can still guarantee this kind of thing, how about it?"

Xue Yan was overjoyed, and spoke again.

"It seems that your status in the Blood God Clan is not low, but if you want me to admit defeat, I can't do it."

Duan Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Brat, do you dare to trick me?"

Hearing this, Xue Yan's face immediately darkened.

"Go ahead, I don't necessarily lose to you."

Behind Duan Feng, the lightsaber of Desolate Ancient Remains came out of its sheath, and sneered.

"Arrogance!"

"Remember, what happened to you today is entirely your own fault!"

With a loud shout, Xue Yan finally stopped talking nonsense, holding a spear in his hand, and bullied Duan Feng.

"Clang!"

When the two collided, the clear clanging sound quickly diffused.

It was also accompanied by strands of sparks splashing out.

"Bang! Bang!"

When they collided with each other, Duan Feng and Xue Yan were both knocked back.

but.

Obviously, Duan Feng's retreat distance is much longer.

Although the spiritual power consumed in his body has recovered a lot, it is still not as good as Xue Yan.

and.

Xue Yan's strength is indeed stronger by a big level.

Reached the realm of supremacy.

"Hehe, if this is the capital you won't lose, then I regret to tell you that you are out of luck."

Xue Yan shook his head and sneered.

"Really? It's not good to be slapped in the face when you speak so early."

Duan Feng shrugged, looking indifferent.

Although his strength is slightly weaker, but he has a lot of hole cards, and in the end, it is really not sure who will win.

"Slap in the face? For me, that doesn't exist!"

With a sneer, Xue Yan charged at Duan Feng again.

The spear in his hand was constantly rippling with a terrifying aura.

Under that breath, it gave people a feeling of extreme oppression.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Intense confrontation, one after another.

Both of them increased their speed to the extreme.

Some monks with low strength can even only see two afterimages moving across the void.

It was impossible to capture the real bodies of the two of them.