Chapter 4292 High Strength

"Why haven't you been moving for so long?" One of them felt that something was not right. He glanced at the people around him and said, "Go and have a look, be careful."

The other three looked at each other and went in that direction. Not long after they walked, City Lord Jiang came out of the dark and turned around and ran away after seeing the three demon cultivators. Seeing this, it was impossible to let him go, so he immediately chased after him.

"stop!"

In the dark, Ye Feifei aimed at the people who were chasing after him. After the arrow feather aimed at one of them, he released his hand, and the arrow shot out with a bang. When the three heard the sound, they immediately ducked to avoid them. However, they avoided it. The speed of the first sharp arrow and the second sharp arrow that followed was much faster than the previous one, so that they were wounded by the other's sharp arrows before they even fought directly with Ye Feifei.

"hiss!"

One of them sucked in a breath of cold air, because the sky was getting darker and the surrounding environment was not conducive to them, so they thought of retreating, but at the same time as they retreated, the arrow feathers in the dark shot out again with the breath of death.

"puff!"

A sharp arrow suddenly passed through the heart of one of the demon cultivators. The demon cultivator stood there stiffly, blood spurting out of his mouth, his eyes widened in shock and he looked forward, his lips slightly parted, and some couldn't believe him. The dignified Feixian strong will die in the hands of a monk who is not as strong as him.

At the alley, murderous aura filled the air with the smell of blood, and it was a little bit infiltrating in this night...

On the other side, at that house, a few people felt that something was wrong, and they kept walking backwards, staring at the surroundings vigilantly. Of course, except for the night, except for the rustling of the night, there seemed to be nothing special.

"Come and see with me." One of the demon cultivators said, and instead of letting one or two go, he went with a group of people. When they were about to leave the hospital, suddenly, a figure appeared from the hospital. Outside jumped up the wall, facing the night wind, standing there staring at them below.

"What are you going to see?" Du Fan held the fan in one hand and gently fanned the wind in front of his chest, with the other behind his back, with a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes fell on those magic cultivators.

"Du Fan!"

Someone recognized him and couldn't help but exclaimed and his face changed greatly.

"Du Fan is here, so must the ghost doctor!" They looked around, looking for the frightening ghost doctor Feng Jiu.

The fan in Du Fan's hand gently fanned the wind and sneered: "We don't need my master to deal with you. We have more than enough." "How do you want to die? I can fulfill you."

"He's only one, kill him!"

One of the demon cultivators said, stabilizing the fear in his heart, and immediately attacked with his sword, wanting to kill Du Fan, but he didn't want to, Du Fan's strength is much higher than them.

The ancient city master and others in the dark were watching, but they didn't step forward to help. When they saw that Du Fan alone was more than enough to deal with so many people, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "I really can't see that Du Gongzi's strength is actually flying. Above Immortal, this, this is too incredible."

"Yeah! He is still so young, and his strength is already above Feixian, which is really enviable." Another person followed suit, looking at Yimu who was fighting in front of him with bright eyes.