The Mighty Sword Returns! (3)

"Die!"

Lin Feng did not waste his breath on them and only spat out these words in a hoarse voice.

In the next moment, silver sword light flashed in the Chaos. The few Demon Lords who had spoken just now were actually directly reduced to ashes.

The power of the Great Dao left behind by their deaths was all absorbed by Lin Feng.

In the eyes of the Demon Race, Lin Feng seemed to have stood on the spot and not moved at all. They only saw a silver light flash and the few Demon Lords were gone.

However, this deepened their fear of Lin Feng. Chi You's pupils constricted behind the Demon Race army and he quietly retreated.

"Great Demon Master, please descend and kill this person!" A Demon Lord suddenly trembled and knelt in front of the black hole as he shouted with all his might.

When the other people of the Demon Race saw this, they all knelt down and shouted.

"Lord Demon Master, please descend!"