บท 971: Taking the head of the enemy general in the midst of an Army of 10000, happy!

To reach the fourth grade in one night, what kind of talent was this?

No matter if nurheka was the ruler of a country or had a dual cultivation base at the peak of the fourth stage, he had a sense of pride as to who was below the third stage. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented jealousy towards the rising star of Da Feng.

He had a reputation that was like the sun in the sky, an indestructible golden body, and an extraordinary talent that made people feel terrified.

If he didn't kill this man, he would definitely become a major threat to the witchcraft cult in ten or twenty years. Perhaps, Da Feng would have another Wei Yuan.

Nurhejia squinted his eyes and examined Xu Qi 'an, whose chest was heaving up and down. He couldn't help but smile.

How much Qi could you, Xu Qi 'an, use to break the formation by yourself?

All those below the third grade were mortals, and mortals had their limits.

When the soldier smoothened out this spirit, it would be his death.