In the distance, two people also saw this scene, and their faces showed joy. One of them said: "Yang Wu is finished."
"Bringing the dead demon out is a big risk. If Yang Wu is not killed, it will be a big loss." Another person said.
Both of these two people were wearing cloaks and were shrouded in black clothes. It was impossible to see their appearance clearly, but it could be heard from their tone that they were the ones who brought out the demon just now.
At high altitude, Yang Wu was hit by the guy called the Death Demon. He was really badly hurt. The opponent's power could kill an ordinary Heavenly Realm expert. Even if he used all his strength to resist, he was still not as good as him.
Yang Wu is not someone who is easily killed. He possesses an immortal fighting body, and his recovery ability is unparalleled by others. What's more, his body has been tempered many times and has reached a crystal-clear physique that is dust-free and unsullied. The ground is tough and strong, and receiving this punch only made him vomit a mouthful of blood.
When the Death Demon pursued him again, Yang Wu had a pair of flesh wings on his body, which were superimposed with the blue black wings to form four wings. His speed soared in an instant, and he widened the distance between him and the Death Demon.
"I want to see how long you can fight." Yang Wu said, took out the two-edged three-dragon gun in his hand, and started a new round of attacks on the dead demon.
Seven wild waves!
Yang Wu waved his war gun, and there were circles of water waves condensed. Many powers containing the mysterious essence of Shuangquan blasted at the dead demon crazily.
Yang Wu's strength is very strong, and Shuangquan Xuanjing Qi is also equipped with extremely cold ice Qi, which even the top king cannot withstand.
The Death Demon was not afraid of these at all, and punched one after another continuously. The dark power carried the path of despair, which was enough to crush everything.
Unfortunately, his speed could no longer match that of Yang Wu. Yang Wu kept changing his position, treating the Death Demon as a target for attack, and bombarded him from different directions one after another, making the Death Demon roar again and again.
Yang Wu is practicing the Seven Stacks of Wild Waves. He has mastered all the moves to the completion stage, and he can reach the perfection stage in just one step.
The two people in the distance looked at the death demon who couldn't hit Yang Wu, and their faces showed horror. They knew the combat power of the death demon very well. Even if they were not careful in the Tianyu realm, they would be killed by this death demon. After all, they could The kings who have condensed martial arts are all phoenix-feathered beings. Even in the extraordinary world, they are no small matter.
After the Death Demon withstood round after round of attacks, blood surged all over his body and he looked more and more embarrassed. However, as if he didn't know the pain, he still attacked Yang Wu desperately.
When Yang Wu used the two-edged three-dragon spear to hit the dead demon's head, he was frustrated and fell, hitting the ground and creating a deep pit.
"It's time to die." Yang Wu stopped attacking and muttered.
Everyone in the Death Legion in the distance exclaimed: "Well done, Commander."
After they saw Yang Wu's astonishing combat prowess, they worshiped him even more than before. Even if they all became generals, there was still a big gap between them and Yang Wu.
Just as his screams ended, the death demon rose into the sky again, but he did not attack Yang Wu again, but said with a blank look on his face: "Where is this, who am I, and what am I doing? "
Yang Wugang wanted to attack again, but after hearing these words, he was a little confused. He thought he might have beaten the demon stupid.
The other party looked at Yang Wu and said quietly: "Young man, were you fighting me just now?"
"Yes, if you want to kill me, I will kill you. Don't act crazy and act stupid here." Yang Wu came back to his senses and shouted to the Death Demon.
"I see, then let's not fight. My mind is a little unclear and may be controlled by others." The Death Demon pointed at his head and said.
Jingle, jingle, jingle!
Suddenly, a ringing sound came from a distance, and the Death Demon immediately covered his head and shouted: "Damn, you are controlling me again, get out of my way."
The death demon let out a cry of pain in mid-air, and once again released its path of despair. When it cast its eyes on Yang Wu again, with a strong murderous intention, it swung its fist towards Yang Wu again.
"Kill Yang Wu!" There was only one thought in his mind, which was to kill Yang Wu.
However, when he came out of seclusion, he relied on his strong willpower to control the power of his fists. To suppress this murderous intention, he looked up to the sky and shouted: "I don't want to be controlled anymore, get out of here."
The Death Demon is in pain. He wants to get rid of his current situation, but he can't get rid of it. The sound of the bell is like a curse, controlling his soul.
Yang Wu realized that things were not that simple. He sent a message to Meng Bingxue and said, "Bingxue, go and capture the bell ringer alive."
The person controlling the bell might be able to help him determine who really wants to kill him.
Those two were both kings, and their reflexes were good, but Meng Bingxue was much stronger than them. When she appeared behind them like a ghost, they didn't even react. She spread her hands and a cold breath appeared. , froze them on the spot, and grabbed them and flew them towards Yang Wu like a chicken.
Without the sound of the bell, the dead demon's mood became much more stable, but the anger in his eyes still did not diminish much. He ran around like crazy, unwilling to stay in this place.
Yang Wu had no intention of letting him go. His four wings flickered and he quickly blocked the dead demon. There was another burst of bombardment. He did not kill the dead demon, but only beat it half to death and made it useless. Try again and again to defeat the dead demon.
"If such a powerful guy can stay by his side, he will be a great help in the future, allowing him to become his brother's personal protector." Yang Wu thought to himself.
After the Death Demon was taken down, Yang Wu flew towards the Thin Monkey and said, "You go to the city to find a place to rest first. You are not needed for the things here for the time being."
"It's the eldest brother." Shouhou didn't ask any more questions. After Ying shouted, he took Qianqi to find a place to settle down.
Yang Wu came to Meng Bingxue, threw the dead demon to Meng Bingxue, and asked Meng Bingxue to freeze him directly. At the same time, he asked Xiao Hei to take a look at the condition of the dead demon to see if he could be used for his own purposes.
At the same time, Yang Wu asked Meng Bingxue to hand over the other two people to him. He pulled off the hoods of the two people and found that they were completely unknown to each other, so he said: "I will destroy you, and then I will have a good communication with you."
Bang bang!
Yang Wu showed no mercy at all and smashed the two men's Dantian into pieces on the spot.
ah!
Two screams rang out, and the two kings woke up from the pain. A terrible chill hit their bodies. They lost their strength and could not stop it. It was so cold that they almost died.
Yang Wu activated the power of Taishang Nine Mysteries to absorb the cold air from their bodies. He had Shuangquan Xuanjing, and Meng Bingxue's cold air could not hurt him.
"Tell me, who sent you here, King Fu'an or Prime Minister Song?" Yang Wu asked, looking at the two men.
"You... are so cruel, you actually... destroyed us." One person said with great resentment after realizing his situation.
Just when he finished speaking, Yang Wu stepped on his calf, and a "clicking" sound of fractures was heard, followed by a scream that cut through the sky.
"Who sent you here?" Yang Wu asked again.
"You... you don't want to know." The man was also hard-boned and answered very sternly.
"Very good, then let me, the turtle grandson, take care of you so as not to dirty my hands." Yang Wu sneered, then called the silver patterned turtle not far away and said, "Turtle grandson, serve him well, don't Let him die too quickly and let him feel the exhilaration before death."
"It's the young master." The silver-patterned turtle said with a hint of ferociousness.
There has been no use for it for a while, so this time it has to perform well.
The silver-patterned turtle bit the man away, and soon there were screams one after another, which made the other person next to Yang Wu tremble with fear.
"Say it, otherwise it will be your turn." Yang Wu looked at the man and said.
"I...I said you would let me go?" the man asked.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Yang Wu responded.
"Haha, it was Prime Minister Song who sent people to kill you. Soon there will be more powerful people to kill you. We will see you in hell." The man laughed loudly and bit the poison in his mouth. He committed suicide to avoid being massacred. I have to say that this man was cruel to himself.
Yang Wu frowned and murmured: "Prime Minister Song?"
He had not made a conclusion. Either King Fu'an or the Prime Minister of Song had the possibility of killing him, but he felt that the words of the person in front of him were not credible.
Yang Wu rummaged through the items on the other party's body and found nothing at all. Those yellow and white things were of no use to him, and the other party didn't even bring the Xuanling Stone with him, so it would be difficult to make a fortune.
On the other side, the silver-patterned turtle also tortured the man to death, without any suspense at all.
Yang Wu asked Meng Bingxue to take the dead demon with him, and then returned to the Murong family's territory.
He had to go back and keep an eye on his brother, not wanting anything to happen to his brother.
Murong's house has become a cemetery, and Yang Wen is still kneeling in front of a grave and murmuring some words.
Yang Wu didn't know how to comfort him, so he sighed and discussed with Xiao Hei how to deal with the dead demon.
"Xiao Hei, this guy seems to be obsessed. Is there any hope?"
"Why did you save him? You still want to fight with him."
"I want him to be my brother's personal guardian."
"It's a good idea. He has gone crazy and has been cursed with a soul. It's not too difficult to save him, but can you guarantee that he will listen to you when he wakes up?"
"There's no need to worry about this. Let's add some ingredients to him so that he won't disobey. Besides, we can be considered his saviors."
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