191.Who is the hunter? Who is the prey?
Xiao Changfeng spoke loudly, and his voice resounded in all directions.
His words shocked Leng Feng and Kuang Tu.
Master of Demon Spirit?
The Master of Demon Spirit, who claimed to be able to control ghosts and gods and kill people invisibly, is here too?
At this moment, both Leng Feng and Kuang Tu were shocked and couldn't believe it.
This is a terrifying strong man.
Not only is he a warrior in the Imperial Martial Realm.
He also has unpredictable means, which makes all those who hear about it shudder and feel cold on their backs.
But it's just dealing with the Ninth Prince in the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Are the two of them not enough?
And he also brought out the Master of Demon Spirit?
"Hehe, Your Highness the Ninth Prince, I knew I couldn't hide it from you!"
A cold voice sounded, like a night owl.
But Leng Feng and Kuang Tu were shocked.
Because they didn't even notice the existence of the Master of Demon Spirit.
This shows that the strength of the Master of Demon Spirit is far above theirs.
However.
How did Xiao Changfeng find out?
They were puzzled, but they couldn't ask at this time.
A black shadow walked out of the darkness.
He was covered in black mist, like a ghost walking in the world.
But the strange breath made Leng Feng and Kuang Tu's scalps numb.
It was a tremor from the depths of their souls.
Although Leng Feng and Kuang Tu had never seen the Master of Demon Spirits before.
But now they were sure that the figure covered in black mist in front of them was the Master of Demon Spirits.
But.
Why did he come?
"Ninth Prince, long time no see. Last time you hurt my consciousness. This time I want to see how you can escape from my palm."
The Master of Demon Spirits ignored Leng Feng and Kuang Tu directly. His eyes only looked at Xiao Changfeng.
The last dream killing technique severely damaged his consciousness.
If it weren't for the master's rescue, I'm afraid he would have to suffer for a while.
Even now, his consciousness has not recovered completely and is aching.
But for the sake of Xiao Changfeng's consciousness condensation technique, he can't wait.
This time, he wants to capture Xiao Changfeng, torture him, and ask about the technique.
Only in this way can he vent his hatred.
However, his words, when heard by Leng Feng and Kuang Tu, were shocked.
"Master Mo Ling, was he injured by the Ninth Prince?"
The two looked at each other, and both saw a strong sense of disbelief in each other's eyes.
This is Master Mo Ling.
Who can escape his unpredictable means.
That is not an ordinary martial art, but a real mysterious method.
Whether it is a cold-blooded killer like Leng Feng.
Or a fierce general like Kuang Tu who slaughtered the whole field.
They are all afraid of Master Mo Ling.
After all, they are not afraid of fighting, but they are afraid of unknown things.
However, even such a Master Mo Ling had suffered at the hands of the Ninth Prince?
Who is this Ninth Prince?
For a moment, both Leng Feng and Kuang Tu felt that today's matter was a bit tricky.
However, Xiao Changfeng still stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent.
It seemed that he was not in a life-and-death crisis, but was chatting with an old friend.
"Last time, I asked you about your origins, but you refused to tell me. This time, are you still unwilling to tell me?"
Xiao Changfeng did not rush to do it, but asked again.
He was still quite curious about Master Mo Ling.
Of course, he was curious about Master Mo Ling's origins.
After all, this was a method of ghost cultivation, a method used by immortal cultivators.
"Ninth Prince, I have no interest in answering questions about a dead person."
Master Mo Ling grinned, and a gloomy and terrifying aura instantly filled the entire alley.
This aura was like a ghost coming out of the world, cold to the bone.
It made Leng Feng and Kuang Tu shiver.
The two of them felt their scalps tingling, and a chill ran straight to their foreheads along the soles of their feet.
"So scary, is this the strength of Master Mo Ling?"
The two were terrified. In front of Master Mo Ling, they were as weak as ants.
Swish!
Master Mo Ling floated towards Xiao Changfeng like a ball of black mist.
That's right, it floated, like a ghost.
This time, he came in person, and the strength of the Royal Martial Realm was enough for him to easily crush Xiao Changfeng.
Because he was not afraid that Xiao Changfeng could escape.
"Ninth Prince, if you obediently hand over the technique of condensing the spiritual consciousness, maybe I can let you die quickly, otherwise, I have a thousand or ten thousand ways to make you live a life worse than death!"
The Demon Spirit Master laughed unpleasantly, which was extremely harsh.
Although it was the Queen's order to kill Xiao Changfeng.
But the technique of condensing the spiritual consciousness is more important.
If it can be easily obtained, the Demon Spirit Master is naturally willing to give Xiao Changfeng a quick death.
However, no matter what.
Xiao Changfeng must die tonight!
"Haha!"
Facing the aggressiveness of the Demon Spirit Master, Xiao Changfeng laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
Xiao Changfeng's smile made the Demon Spirit Master frown and feel unhappy.
"Do you know why I called all of you out?"
Xiao Chang did not answer, but instead glanced at the Demon Spirit Master, Leng Feng, and Kuang Tu.
Silver Medal Killer Leng Feng.
Wild Beast Kuang Tu.
The Demon Spirit Master.
These three are well-known wherever they are.
Just as the Queen said.
Even if he was a strong man in the Imperial Martial Realm, he would definitely die facing these three people.
It was indeed a case of using a butcher knife to kill a chicken!
However, Xiao Changfeng did it on purpose.
"What do you mean?"
As expected.
Hearing Xiao Changfeng's words, both Leng Feng and Kuang Tu frowned.
A sense of uneasiness inexplicably emerged in his heart.
Indeed, Xiao Changfeng's performance was too abnormal.
But he was only in the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Facing Leng Feng, who was in the third level of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and Kuang Tu, who was in the ninth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm.
Even facing the Demon Spirit Master with the strength of the Imperial Martial Realm.
He was not afraid at all.
From beginning to end, his expression was indifferent, without any ripples.
It seemed that he didn't care about his dangerous situation at all.
Such a person either has enough confidence or is an idiot.
But is the Ninth Prince an idiot?
Obviously not.
If he was, why would he mobilize such a large lineup and send out so many strong men to deal with him.
Then where does his confidence come from?
Does he have any helpers?
But who in Kyoto would help him?
And who could help him in this crisis?
The three of them were puzzled.
At this time, Xiao Changfeng grinned.
"I called all of you out, naturally to get rid of you all at once."
The snake-shaped bracelet on Xiao Changfeng's hand has begun to change.
"Arrogant, today I want to see how you can get rid of us all at once!"
The Master of Demon Spirit snorted coldly, and black mist surged all over his body, and he went directly to Xiao Changfeng.
He wanted to capture Xiao Changfeng and then torture him slowly.
"You think you are hunters, but you don't know that in my eyes, you are my prey!"
Xiao Changfeng laughed again, and his smile was very bright.
As Xiao Changfeng's words fell, a black light flew out from his wrist and rushed straight into the sky.
