I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand five hundred and eighty chapters encounter an ambush!

Mei Chaofeng said: "Anyway, we have to go through the void passage. We will walk through the passage first, and wait for him when we enter the endless void. Perhaps, he will also be there waiting for us."

Huang Rong nodded: "That's all."

"You think it is beautiful. With you, being able to pass through the suction vortex and storm belt is already considered very good. Do you want to pass through the entire passage?"

A wave of stray laughter came from the void, but no figure was seen.

"Who is presumptuous?" Mei Chaofeng and Huang Rong shouted at the same time.

"Presumptuous? You two Tier 3 dragon monsters, how dare you say others presumptuous? Hahaha, what a big joke!"

The two looked at each other and they could see what each other meant. They might have met someone at the auction. Only there, they pretended to be dragon demon and took news about buying sword art. In other places, no one should know their false identities.

But now, they are all real images, and their strengths are released, and they should also be shown as the sixth level of the spirit level. Why does the other party say that they are the third-order dragon demon?

"We are not Dragon Demon, who are you, come out?" Huang Rong said.

"Not a dragon demon? Hahaha, a joke. We've been waiting for you here for a long time. It's not a dragon demon, why did you run into the void? Do you think of forging a fake image, and then forging a falsely high spirit level sixth-level aura of strength, we I won’t know who you are?"

Slowly, a figure appeared, and then more than a dozen figures appeared, completely surrounding them.

"Spirits?" Huang Rong asked.

"If you still recognize it, give us the sword arts news and the sword in your hands. We can also let you make a living." said a leading spirit body with a full face and beard.

There were more than a dozen spirit bodies, as expected, they were all of the ninth level of the spirit level, but why they could hide in the void, Huang Rong and the others couldn't figure it out.

"Rong'er, when you take the shot, try not to let them escape." Mei Chaofeng said.

"Okay, Senior Sister."

The head of the spirit race sneered again: "You don't want to escape, do you think we will escape? Finally wait until you are carrying the king sword to find the sword art. You can't handle it, how can you do it?"

Another spiritual monk frowned: "Boss, are the swords in their hands really the king's sword?"

"Whether it is or not, you have to grab it. When you get the sword tactics news, the void comes again, and you can use the sword to resist the wind blade. At least their swords are not vulgar."

When Mei Chaofeng and Huang Rong's swords passed through the storm belt, they did not release their sword spirits, nor did they release their treasures. Therefore, the spiritual cultivators didn't know that they were holding divine tools.

The two hummed coldly, nodded to each other, and chose to attack actively.

The other party still thinks they are Tier 3 dragon monsters, so they have to catch them by surprise, and try to kill more of them before they can react.

"Oh, the trapped beasts are still fighting, dying to struggle!" The head of the spirit race did not take their attacks seriously.

The attack of a Tier 3 monster clan cultivator, in front of the strength of their ninth level of Spirit Tier, is not worth blocking at all. It is like a baby holding a thin stick and hitting a strong man. How can a strong man pay attention to it?

Both Huang Rong and Mei Chaofeng were secretly happy.

The other party was not guarded, and they did not activate the sword spirit in advance, and did not even release their spiritual power when attacking.

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