The three-pointed spear had clearly pierced Ye Feng's chest, but it felt like it had hit a slippery piece of ice and suddenly slid past.
The demon hunter showed a look of horror, realizing that something was wrong, and was about to dodge, but it was too late. He saw a fist shadow coming towards him with a strong wind.
A huge force smashed the demon hunter's jaw into pieces, blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain, and the whole person flew into the air, raising a cloud of blood, and finally fell heavily to the ground.
The demon hunter lying on the ground was unable to speak. His mind was blank and his eyes were dull. He had lost his combat ability in a short period of time.
The bronze mask on the demon hunter's face was also broken by Ye Feng, revealing the rotten skin inside. It was a devil-like, creepy face.
The crowd watching immediately felt sick. Wow, the demon hunter is so ugly.
Oh my God, what kind of face is this? Is it a human face
It's so disgusting, this whole face is simply the face of a devil.
Ye Feng was not surprised, as he had seen a similar face just now. They were both devoured and eroded by the same magic power.
Ye Feng lightly stroked the demon hunter's body with his fingers, and the demon hunter's bra was immediately shattered. The onlookers didn't know why Ye Feng would not only knock someone down but also tear their clothes. He didn't think he was going to molest her in public, that would be too strong.
With a slight hook of his finger, a black iron piece emitting demonic aura fell into Ye Feng's hands.
It is known that this piece of black iron protects the chest and heart veins of the demon hunter. This protection comes at a price, that is, the demon hunter always wears a mask, and behind the mask is a rotten face.
When another demon hunter saw Ye Feng rushing towards his companions, he realized that something was wrong and immediately raised his two maces frantically to smash towards Ye Feng. However, the huge flying sword in the air seemed to have eyes and stabbed several times in a row, forcing the demon hunter to be unable to rescue his companions.
Seeing the black iron piece between Ye Feng's fingers, the onlookers changed color and took a few steps back at the same time. Someone exclaimed: "Xuan Mo Ling, my God, it's really Xuan Mo Ling."
Master Wu Nian quickly recited the demon-subduing spell loudly to keep his mind calm.
Ye Feng held up the black iron piece and said, "This is the first time I've seen this thing. What does the Mysterious Demon Order mean? Why do Demon Hunters have this thing?"
The eyes of the onlookers were all focused on the demon hunter wearing the silver mask. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, the demon hunter showed horror in his eyes, as if he was naked and being seen through.
He quietly moved to the side, intending to slip away when no one was paying attention.
But Ye Feng stopped him and said, "I guess you should have something exactly like this on you."
A few meters away from the Demon Hunter, Ye Feng could already feel that the other party also had a Xuanmo Order on his chest.
Seeing that Ye Feng found the Xuanmo Order from the Demon Hunter, Ajuan and Grandma Butterfly stopped fighting.
A Juan explained: "The Xuanmo Order is a very evil thing. It is usually buried under the black sand of the Devil's Desert. We feel that it is a living evil thing. An ancient warrior once picked it up. It gives the host a powerful energy, but whoever gets it will become mentally disordered, evil, and even become like a demon."
Someone exclaimed: "No wonder the demon hunters always wear masks. They have been corrupted by the Mysterious Demon Order and become like demons, so they use masks to cover up their ugliness."
Someone cursed: "Shameless, shameless thing."
"Devil, the Xuanmo Order belongs to the devil. Whoever takes it will become a devil."
The demon hunter sneered: "Whatever I want to do, who doesn't come to the immortal world to gain greater power? I am willing to become a demon, so what?"
"Take off the mask if you have the guts. You are still ashamed."
"If you really want to be a devil, show your face."
The demon hunter gently took off his mask, revealing a bloody face with a pair of fangs sticking out of his mouth. He looked no different from a devil.
A cold wind blew at the scene, and when everyone saw the demon hunter's face, a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.
Some people regretted letting the demon hunter take off his mask. It looked too disgusting and shabby. It would be better not to take it off.
"Please put your mask on, it's fucking disgusting."
"Please put it on again."
The demon hunter laughed weirdly, and although his face looked like a ghost, his eyes were still human eyes.
"What's wrong? Didn't you ask me to take off the mask? Why are you asking me to put it on again?"
Ye Feng sneered: "You don't have to wear it. The dead don't need to wear masks."
The flying sword in the air suddenly sprinkled purple light, and flying swords with flames on the edges shot towards the demon hunter like a torrential rain.
The demon hunter's double maces danced with silver light, completely leaking out and blocking Ye Feng's wind and rain.
Suddenly, the sword lights that filled the sky with sword rain gathered towards the center, becoming less and less, and finally condensed into a finger-sized light spot that kept flashing. However, the divine power contained in that light spot was extremely sharp, as it was the sum of the energy of all the flying swords.
Whoosh, the light spot was like a meteor in the sky, hitting the light curtain swung by the demon hunter's silver mace.
There was a slight noise, puff, like the sound of a bullet from a silent pistol.
The flying sword actually passed through the silver light curtain easily, hit the demon hunter's throat heavily, flashed past his throat, and finally came out from the top of his brain.
A stream of blood spurted out from the top of his head like a fountain. Ye Feng's Nine Swords Return to Origin penetrated into the Demon Hunter's throat, opened a channel in his brain, and allowed the arterial blood throughout the body to spray out along the channel.
A bloody smell suddenly filled the air.
The flying sword fell steadily back into Ye Feng's palm. Although it passed through the demon hunter's brain, it did not bleed.
Everyone expected the Demon Hunter to be killed, but the way he died with blood spurting out of his forehead shocked everyone. Those who wanted to snatch the map were trembling in their hearts, as they could not stop this flying sword.
They looked at each other, hoping that others would take action against Ye Feng and snatch the map, while they would wait and see for a while.
The demon hunter's body fell down, and the Xuanmo Order on his chest was also taken away by Ye Feng.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone watching felt heavy in their hearts. This map was not easy to snatch.
Seeing that no one made a move, Boss Yu looked disdainful and said coldly: "Who cares about the Xuanmo Order? Aren't you here to grab the map? Go ahead, why are you just standing there and watching?"
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from not far away. It was the cry of the leopard that Boss Yu rode.
This spotted leopard has been with Boss Yu for hundreds of years, and has grown from a small beast to a sixth-level beast. Boss Yu's face changed, and he felt pain in his heart. My spotted leopard, what happened to you? Are you hurt