"Can't run?" Pingyang jumped out of the air and almost landed on her face. However, after hearing the voice in her ears, she was still a little confused.
Because she didn't quite understand what Fang Zheng said by "can't run away". Do you mean it's too late? Or do you mean you can't run
Fang Zhengzheng naturally would not explain it, but in fact, as long as he thought about the battle situation for a moment, the meaning of the words was actually easy to understand.
Tiandao Pavilion was raided from all sides.
The intention of this kind of fighting method can be said to be quite obvious, which is to use coaxing tactics to kill several demon kings before the demon and demon clans can figure it out.
But what happens after this
If Fang Zhengzheng had not appeared on the Jianfeng cliff of Tiandao Pavilion, then you don't have to guess that the two demon clans would immediately join forces and defend the dilapidated black temple at the foot of Tiandao Pavilion, waiting in a waiting manner. The Human Alliance attacked from the front.
Fang Zhengzheng couldn't run because he really couldn't run.
Once he chooses to escape this time, then this battle will be meaningless. In the end, it will still be a fight to the death between humans and monsters.
And the results are equally predictable.
When the powerful gods of the demon and demon clans appear, it is simply impossible to hold each other tightly with all our strength based on the current status quo of the human alliance.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't like to be a human hero, but in the past few months, he could still understand that after the nest was overturned, An had to finish the eggs.
Although the Human Alliance was not united, he could not sit idly by and ignore it. After all, once the Human Alliance was defeated, it would be impossible for him to change the world on his own.
Just like the dancing clouds.
Yun Qingwu's strength lies in her wisdom, but almost all of her wisdom is used in control. To put it bluntly, Yun Qingwu's strongest point is her cohesion.
Five-year-old Yun Qingwu was exiled from Blood Shadow City, and came to a strange "wasteland" with a little wealth given to her by the Demon Emperor and a few followers to protect her safety.
But under such circumstances, Yun Qingwu just used her little wealth and a few followers to carve out some power in the "wasteland".
One turns into ten, ten turns into hundreds, hundreds turns into thousands...
Finally, with the help of the Half-Saint Setting Sun, he unified the territory outside the Blood Shadow City in one fell swoop, and led the soldiers and horses of the six demon clans to the Blood Shadow City.
All this took Yun Qingwu only five years.
In the next ten years, Yun Qingwu also only did one thing, which was to look for opportunities to set foot in the sanctuary, but the method she used was also "finding people".
Find people you can use and do what you can do!
This is Yun Qingwu's strength.
But now, if Fang Zhengzheng wants to defeat Yun Qingwu and defeat the two demon clans, he must have someone to help him, because he needs all kinds of intelligence and all kinds of cooperation.
After all, one's perspective is really limited.
"Treat yourself as bait, um... smart!" A cold voice sounded from behind the six demon kings, and then, a figure covered in a black cloak also walked out.
"Lord Demon Lord!"
"Lord Demon Lord, we..."
“…”
When the six demon kings and the surrounding demon sergeants saw the figure coming out, they all lowered their heads and half-knelt on the ground.
"Go away, you bunch of losers!" The figure raised his hand, and several demon soldiers blocking his sight were immediately thrown into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Such a scene was enough to make the six demon kings and demon sergeants tremble.
However, what was even more shocking was that the demon soldiers who were thrown away never got up again, and their faces were as dry as tree branches.
"..." A cold air rose from the backs of the six demon kings and demon sergeants. A demon deputy captain watched this scene and moved his lips. Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by another man beside him. They all pulled him back in unison, which also made him swallow the words that came to his mouth.
"Huh? You seem a little dissatisfied, you loser?" The figure's eyes turned at this time, and then disappeared directly from the spot.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.
The demon deputy commander who was about to speak but didn't spoke just fell to the ground. Different from the demon sergeants who were thrown away just now, this demon deputy commander's head was directly hit by a blow. The palm smashed it to pieces, not only the head, but even the upper body was completely intact.
"Lord Demon Lord, we..." The deputy captain who stopped the dead demon clan's deputy captain looked at the bright red blood shadow on the ground, and his body trembled.
"Die, you losers, let's all die! Hahaha..." With a cold shout, the other deputy deputy commander of the demon clan who stopped the dead demon clan deputy commander also fell to the ground again.
Also falling to the ground with him were several innocent demon sergeants standing beside the demon deputy commander who didn't even move their mouths.
What a cruel scene!
Moreover, from beginning to end, there seems to be no explanation!
Qiu Qi, the "Demon Lord" standing on the cliff of Jianfeng Mountain in Tiandao Pavilion, told all the demons in his way that whether you speak or not, you may die.
Because, in his eyes, these so-called demon kings and demon sergeants are all useless.
Such a scene made not only the demon sergeants tremble, but even the bodies of the six demon kings trembled inexplicably, and sweat dripped from their foreheads involuntarily.
In the hearts of the six demon kings, although their status cannot be compared with those of the powerful gods, they are demon kings after all, and they are the most powerful force among the demon and demon clans.
But at this moment, they seemed to know something...
In Qiu Qi's eyes, they were nothing.
"It turns out that you stupid... pen is good at the 'Seven Injury Fist'!" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the dozens of corpses that appeared on the ground for no reason, and he couldn't help but sigh.
“…”
“…”
The air became silent at this moment.
It's not because Fang Zhengzheng said the 'Seven Injury Fist' that the demons and demons couldn't understand, but because of the directness and roughness in Fang Zhengzheng's tone.
After all, the word "silly pen" really makes people sigh a lot.
The faces of the six demon kings and demon sergeants were obviously complicated. They didn't know whether to thank "Mengtian" for successfully drawing Qiu Qi's resentment into him, or whether to say that "Mengtian" was too confident.
But there was a voice that seemed to answer the question in their minds.
"Seven Injury Fist, what kind of fist is it?" Pingyang asked with an innocent look on his face, his eyes as clear as water flickering, showing that he was extremely eager to learn.
"A more formal explanation is that if you kill one thousand enemies, you will suffer eight hundred losses." Fang Zhengzheng replied, touching Pingyang's head.
"What about the irregular ones?"
"Irregular explanation: I just said it... Silly pen, didn't you hear it?"
"Hahaha..." Pingyang's happy laughter echoed on the cliff of Jianfeng Mountain in Tiandao Pavilion, spreading far away, at least enough to be heard by a hidden black shadow in the sky.
The faces of the demon kings turned dark immediately.
Not only them, but all the demon soldiers around them could clearly feel a heart-shaking chill spreading rapidly.
It was an aura of death as strong as substance, so powerful that one could not resist it. Even if one got too close, one would feel the stiffness of the body.
"Back off!"
"Back off!"
The six demon kings quickly issued orders.
However, there were still some demon sergeants who had no time to retreat and fell to the ground. Their faces were all blue and purple, and their bodies were rapidly sluggish, as if they had been sucked dry.
"Silly Bi, tell me your name and make me laugh a little longer?" Fang Zhengzheng stepped forward instead of retreating, took a gentle step forward, and walked out facing the breath of death.
"Qiu Qi!" A cold voice sounded.
"So, you admit that you are a fool?"
"die!"
The result of a simple conversation could not be simpler, because Qiu Qi had already taken action, and with a movement of his body, he was directly in front of Fang Zhengzheng.
Very close distance…
Even from a close distance, you can clearly see the horrific scar on Qiu Qi's forehead, lying across the red mark, just like a cross of death.
"Bang!" The two palms struck each other.
Then, the two figures separated in an instant, and Qiu Qi returned to his original position, with two deep footprints on the ground beneath his feet.
Fang Zhengzheng, on the other hand, flew directly to the foot of the cliff of Tiandao Pavilion Sword Peak, feeling as if he had been slapped and fell.
"..." The air was silent again, and compared with just now, this silence was somewhat more depressing, as heavy as a mountain.
The six demon kings and the surrounding demon sergeants all widened their eyes, because this seemed to be a little too fast, too fast for them to accept.
As for Binh Duong…
He was immediately stunned on the spot.
Her eyes as clear as water looked at Qiu Qi standing in the distance, and then at the six demon kings with dull and complicated faces. She suddenly felt that winter seemed to have come early.
"This shameless guy doesn't want to have fun at this time, does he?" Pingyang likes excitement, but she still feels that the situation in front of her is too exciting.
So, was Fang Zhengzheng photographed off the cliff
Life or death uncertain
Then…
Are you alone now? !
The wind was blowing slowly on the cliff of Jianfeng Mountain, and it was slightly cold. However, compared to the coldness of the death breath emanating from the cliff, it was actually a little warmer.
"That... Actually, I... I am the road... passing by!" After Ping Yang said this, he turned around and prepared to follow Fang Zhengzheng directly down the cliff.
However, the moment he turned around, a black shadow had already passed over her head, and then landed steadily on the edge of the cliff.
"You seemed to be smiling happily just now?" Qiu Qi's cold voice sounded. The mountain wind blew the black cloak on his body, making him look extremely cold.
"Did I laugh?" Pingyang looked extremely embarrassed.
"If you can maintain your previous mood and smile again, I may consider not killing you." Qiu Qi spoke again, and at the same time, he took a step towards Pingyang.
"Haha..." The smile on Pingyang's face was obviously uglier than crying.
She could naturally guess that Fang Zhengzheng would not die like this, but the cliff was so high. If he really fell, it would probably take at least half a quarter of an hour to climb back up, right
Half an hour...
She really could have died more than ten times.
what to do
Do you want to fight hard? Or just smile and delay for a while
Various thoughts flashed through Pingyang's heart, and then, the Fire Lin Gun in his hand suddenly was thrown forward, directly in front of Qiu Qi.
Such a move undoubtedly made Qiu Qi pause slightly, and looked at the crimson Fire Linqiang on the ground, and then at Pingyang, who was covered with a black scarf in front of him.
Then Qiu Qi laughed.
"Hahahahaha..." Qiu Qi laughed wantonly and arrogantly, as if he had seen the funniest joke.
However, after laughing, Qiu Qi's eyes suddenly became even colder, and the aura of death on his body even caused the cloak covering him to blow up.
"Another trash!" Qiu Qi took another step.
"No, don't kill me, I'm really just passing by..." Pingyang's legs softened, and he suddenly fell to the ground, seemingly without the strength to resist.
When the six demon kings and demon sergeants around them saw this scene, they all looked at me and I looked at you, all feeling inexplicably speechless.
A strong man in the holy realm!
How can you say that this guy is also a strong man in the holy realm
Is that so? !
Divine realm…
Could it be that this is the difference between the divine realm and the holy realm? How could it actually make human beings in the holy realm unable to even think of resisting
"Death!" After a voice, Qiu Qi came directly in front of Pingyang and slapped Pingyang with a palm. There was a death-gray aura filling the palm of his hand.
"Ah, I have important information to tell you, about Mengtian and Shenyuan..." Pingyang's hands immediately hugged his head, as if he was extremely worried about being smashed with a palm.
"Huh?!" Qiu Qi's palm stopped.
This was of course not because he heard Pingyang's voice, but because the tip of the Fire Lin Spear, which had been thrown to the ground by Pingyang, was now pressing against the palm of his hand.
The crimson gun body has cloud patterns like flames, especially the tip of the gun, where a bit of gold is constantly flowing like blood.
Then, a handful of lime powder that had been prepared in Pingyang's hand was spilled.
Soon, it spilled out almost as she spoke.
At such a close distance, coupled with the strength of Pingyang Holy Realm, the speed of this handful of lime powder can definitely be said to be as fast as lightning.
Not to mention that Qiu Qi's eyes were currently focused on the tip of the Fire Lin Spear in his hand. He was not prepared for this at all. Even Fang Zhengzheng, who was somewhat mentally prepared, did not dodge when faced with Pingyang's handful of lime powder. .
Therefore, this lime powder naturally hit the target without any doubt...
"Bang!" With a sound, the lime powder exploded directly on Qiu Qi's face, directly dyeing Qiu Qi's cold face with terrifying scars into a snow-white color.