Chapter 964

"What's in his hand!"

After stopping, countless practitioners looked at the purple coffin in Xu Feng's hand and had the same question in their hearts.

Even if it is a magic weapon, without a certain yuan force support, it can't give full play to all its strength, but Xu Feng clearly didn't take any action just now, but used all his strength to swing the purple coffin.

The purple coffin alone can resist the attack of so many people. Even fools can know that the purple coffin is not ordinary.

"You must get this treasure!"

Everyone saw the extraordinary treasure in Xu Feng's hand. Almost at the same time, they all had the same idea in their hearts. After a little recovery, the practitioners rushed up again.

"Hoo... It is worthy of being a priceless treasure growing in the void. It is really strong alone!"

Take a deep breath. Xu Feng already had a few threads of sweat. Fortunately, he had recovered his eight success forces before they came. Otherwise, in the face of Murong Hao, he might not even have the chance to resist!

"How powerful!"

Below, Carter looked up at Xu Feng, filled with shock.

Even in their heyday, in the face of so many strong attacks, they can only scurry, but Xu Feng solved it so easily, which had to amaze them.

The most proud is Carter. This simple and rough way really suits his heart.

In the face of the attacks of many strong men, Xu Feng had confidence in his heart and didn't shrink back. The coffin in his hand was more and more handy. The faster he tired, he kept hitting the practitioners around him!

"Bang!"

The coffin was opened and closed in his hand. A practitioner rushed up and was directly hit by the coffin on his chest. In an instant, he flew upside down and died by being ripped open by the surrounding sharp stones.

Without yuan power, there is incomparable power. It is as if no one in the world can resist.

A practitioner who entered the middle stage of the virtual realm died at the hands of Xu Feng, which made other practitioners more afraid. Unfortunately, Xu Feng's confidence improved.

After gradually getting familiar with the use of the coffin, Xu Feng didn't defend passively, but took the initiative to attack. He jumped up high, raised the coffin over his head and smashed it down heavily!

"Why... Why do I think the whole sky has collapsed?"

Most of the practitioners jumped away when the coffin fell, but one practitioner was restrained by the coffin.

He stared at the scene above the sky, but he couldn't move his steps. After a light whisper, the coffin had come above his head!

"Poof!"

A dull voice sounded, and the monk's head was directly patted and rotted by the coffin, with blood splashing. He became a headless body and fell powerlessly.

"Hiss!"

The practitioners around him took a breath of cold breath after seeing this power close to destruction.

They don't think they can bear the blow, but it also shows that the coffin in Xu Feng's hand is more precious!

Every treasure is born out of blood. This is no exception. Death brings them not fear, but more expanded greed.

"Kill! Kill Xu Feng, this treasure is ours!"

I don't know who shouted. The practitioners who had just calmed down rioted again, and this time, Xu Feng felt the violent murderous spirit.

In front of such treasures, these people have been completely crazy and have no reason anymore. They glanced at Murong Hao looking at him. Although he didn't do it, his eyes were full of blood. Obviously, he was also looking for opportunities.

"Since you want to die, you can't blame me!"

With a cold hum, Xu Feng turned his hands and stood the purple coffin in front of him. With a push, "bang", the purple coffin flew out in an instant.

The speed of the coffin was not fast, but even slow. Some practitioners naturally disdained when they saw such a speed. They easily avoided the falling of the coffin and rushed towards Xu Feng!

Catch the thief and catch the king first. No matter how powerful the purple coffin is, it is just a dead thing. As long as Xu Feng is solved, the purple coffin is not easy to catch.

Such an obvious purpose, of course, could not escape Xu Feng's eyes. A sneer came up at the corners of his mouth, and the sound of "whoosh" instantly disappeared into the eyes of the world!

This is ghost dance, just like ghosts, which can appear or disappear at will.

Xu Feng, hiding in the void, twisted the ghost steps, and came to the lower part of the purple coffin in the blink of an eye. He held his hands and revealed his body.

"Uh ah!"

The voice seemed to squeeze out of his throat. Xu Feng stopped the impact posture of the coffin.

On his hands, blue veins burst up, and his whole body's strength operated on his hands. Even overlord's divine skill was unconsciously displayed, and the blood gas all over his body was boiling to the extreme!

"Click, click, click!"

The purple coffin took Xu Feng back dozens of steps, and finally stopped. Xu Feng didn't hesitate. He broke out all his strength at this moment, just like moving a stone, and threw the coffin in his hand towards the practitioners in the rear!

"No, I'm in the trap!"

This was clearly a diversion. Many people reacted at the first time and wanted to retreat, but above their heads, the purple coffin had covered the light and rolled down.

"Boom!"

The purple coffin suppressed four or five practitioners below. One or two of them were crushed. They were obviously broken and shouted in pain.

There are costs in competing for treasures, and these costs are likely to be life.

Xu Feng, with cold eyes, didn't stop for a minute. He walked in the ghost shadow step, just like an immortal facing the dust. He blinked. He had come to the coffin.

"No, don't kill me!"

The two practitioners who were pressed saw Xu Feng standing in front of them and shouted in panic. On Xu Feng, they felt the breath of death.

"Those who try to kill me should be prepared to be killed by me first!"

Looking down at the two people at his feet, Xu Feng said what he wanted to say word by word.

This sentence is not only for these people, but also for Murong Hao above. If Murong Hao wants to kill him, he doesn't mind killing Murong Hao.

Murong's first genius? Hum!

"Whoosh!"

Two knife lights flickered in his hands. Xu Feng waved his hands and the light flickered. In an instant, he cut off the heads of the two practitioners. The blood splashed on the purple coffin and circulated between the lines. It disappeared after a while.

Different from before, the blood was integrated into the surrounding wood instead of being absorbed by the body of the buried emperor, which reassured Xu Feng. After all, there were too many uncertain factors in the buried emperor, and even he dared not serve the spirit with blood.

"Boom!"

After killing the two, Xu Feng grabbed the coffin. The people under the coffin seemed to be falling apart. Their heads were broken and bleeding. They were very miserable.

"Oh, what the hell is this? It's so powerful!"

"It seems that there is no such life!"

"Please don't kill me, young Xia Xu!"

……

Those lying on the ground repeatedly begged for mercy. These people are not strong in the city of the sky, but they are much stronger than Xu Feng.

Unfortunately, all this is vain. After being smashed by the coffin, they have empty strength and can't play. They can only cry for mercy, and Xu Feng didn't want to kill them. He glanced at the others and said coldly, "I repeat, if you dare to take another step forward, there will be no amnesty for killing!"

"Brush!"

This time, no one dared to despise Xu Feng. The uninjured practitioners took a few steps back and looked at Xu Feng with fear. No, to be exact, they looked at the purple coffin on Xu Feng's hand.

"Well, now you'd better step aside. I want to have a good talk with the first genius of the Murong family!"

With a smile, Xu Feng was very satisfied with the performance of the people. Holding the coffin in his hand, he slowly rose into the air, pointed the coffin as far away as a stick, and said coldly: "Murong Hao, you escaped last time. This time it's not so easy!"

"Poof!"

After hearing Xu Feng's words, Murong Hao was almost spewed out by a mouthful of blood. He escaped because Xu Feng provoked discord and asked some practitioners to chase him back, not because of Xu Feng's strength.

Moreover, this sentence is exactly what he wants to say. Last time, Xu Feng escaped and ate a turtle. This time, Xu Feng has a treasure, and he can't let Xu Feng survive.

"Hum, crazy, don't think there is a treasure, I can't kill you like you!"

Murong Hao also didn't mean to give in. Standing in the void, their eyes crossed in mid air. Before they started, there was a momentum spreading between them, which made people frightened.

This momentum has nothing to do with the strength of Yuan Li. It's just momentum. Both of them have great confidence in themselves. No one is willing to bow under the rolling of each other's momentum.

"Hoo Hoo!"

Swinging the coffin in his hand, Xu Feng moved first. His whole body turned into a blood red color. Obviously, the blood dragon ascended to heaven has been displayed. At this moment, Xu Feng's black hair was flying, and his whole body was full of wild breath.

"Die!"

Compared with Xu Feng, Murong Hao seemed very calm. He didn't move until Xu Feng shouted and smashed the coffin.

With a wave of his hand, he held a big dark sword in his hand, and the surroundings were filled with a feeling of oppression.

The big sword has no edge, but its smell is very sharp. If it is normal, Xu Feng will never be sharp. But this time, unlike usual, Xu Feng has a ring wood in the void, which naturally has the power to fight!