Wang Juefeng sheathed his sword and kicked the body of the Pangolin Demon King.
boom!
The dead pangolin appeared in a round shape, and its huge body slammed heavily in front of the demon camp. Blood flowed, staining the ground and white snow red.
The sword in Wang Juefeng's hand is a strange ancient stone tool that Ding Hao collected in the deepest place. It is indestructible and can break through the defense of the demon clan in the Demon King Realm.
What's more, in the past three years, the Wenjian Sect, the Xuanjing Cave in the Back Mountain, and the various pill formulas left by Ding Hao have become stronger at the speed of light every minute and every second, and Wang Juefeng used to be an old monster. Qi Qingshan's disciple has amazing talent in martial arts. Under such conditions, three years is enough for him to be promoted from the Great Martial Sect to the Martial Emperor realm.
Killing a demon emperor with five or six orifices was no problem for Wang Juefeng, who was holding an ancient stone weapon.
"Hahaha, who else is here to die?"
Wang Juefeng held his sword across his chest and roared in an extremely pretentious manner.
When it's time to pretend, pretend to be cool. If you don't pretend, no one will regret it. This is one of the many messy certification rules of the black-bellied teaching. Even if the sword is thrown at you at that moment, you must smile happily at this moment.
opposite.
His Highness Lan from the Tianyao Palace frowned slightly.
There is such a master in a small sect in Snow State.
Of course, it was just a slight frown.
He didn't even look at the corpse of the Pangolin Demon King on the ground. He waved his hand gently, and the demon clan strongman beside him emitted coquettish fire, burning the huge corpse directly into ashes and disappearing.
Lan yawned slightly.
The powerful demon clan men around him all gave a look of sternness. This was the most annoying expression on His Highness's part, indicating that he was already angry. After following the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace for so many years, they knew his master's character best. If they don't kill that human race quickly, once His Highness gets angry, they will all suffer.
Whoosh whoosh!
The figure flickers, and the demonic aura surges.
In an instant, the figures of dozens of powerful demon clan men flickered up, rushing towards Wang Juefeng with terrifying power.
"Shameless, even bullying the minority with more people." Someone among the masters of Wenjian Sect shouted.
There was a trace of lazy contempt and teasing on Lan's face. Since there are many people, it is better to bully the few. You deserve to be abused less. Everything in this world is decided by the strong. Who stipulates that one-on-one must be one-on-one
Poor and stupid humans.
In this world, there is no so-called fairness.
"Damn, there are too many people, let's not play anymore..." Wang Juefeng, who had just yelled who was next, gave in without hesitation at this moment, took a step back, and shouted: "Xiaofan, these guys are... It’s yours, kill them.”
Zhang Fan, who had been silent all this time, took a step forward and suddenly drew his sword.
The huge black Yum Saber was as light as grass in his hand. With both feet exerting force, with a bang, the ground beneath his feet cracked and collapsed like a spider web. Zhang Fan was in the air in an instant and slashed out with one strike.
The sword shines like a three-autumn sword.
Figures passed each other.
Zhang Fan dragged the long knife upside down and fell to the ground, as if it was hit by a boulder.
The figures of the six demon kings also fell behind him at the same time, and their bodies froze in place like stone.
Lan, who was lying lazily on the beauty's chair, suddenly had a dazzling light in his eyes. He stood up and stared at Zhang Fan with an extremely surprised expression on his face.
The demon masters around him were also in an uproar.
There was a brief pause.
Puff puff!
Blood spurted out, and the six demon kings whose bodies were frozen in place were suddenly split in two from the center of their eyebrows. The six figures turned into twelve pieces, splitting in unison, and blood and internal organs spurted out. All of them were beheaded, and not even their souls escaped.
Zhang Fan slowly exhaled a breath.
At this moment, the Orion boy, who was not very eye-catching at first, suddenly became extremely tall, like a god of war descending from the clouds, and he could not be looked at.
What he practices is physical cultivation. To this day, Zhang Fan's profound energy cultivation is not yet at the level of a great martial artist, but he has cultivated it to a terrifying and extremely terrifying state. This is not a simple martial emperor** The superposition of power is a kind of ** power that is terrifying to the extreme.
With the nourishment of various magical materials and precious medicines from, the elixir specially left by Ding Hao to assist Zhang Fan in practicing physical training, and Zhang Fan's natural fit with him, Zhang Fan's strength has grown in the past three years. It was so fast that no one in the entire Wenjian Sect could match it.
At this time, Zhang Fan would still be able to fight even if he encountered a strong man who was half-step into the Martial Emperor realm.
The six demon kings with intermediate cultivation levels were nothing to him.
"It's interesting, it's interesting. I didn't expect that a small Sword Asking Sect could have such a master. I'm really surprised." Lan sat back slowly, looked at Zhang Fan carefully, raised his finger and pointed at the Orion boy, Said: "Swear to follow and be loyal to me, and I will save you from death today."
Zhang Fan pointed his sword, and towards the direction of the blade, a sharp and sharp murderous intention rushed out, saying: "Go away, I will spare you death today."
"I don't know how to praise." Lan smiled contemptuously and indifferently: "I just think that it is rare for human beings to be able to practice physical skills to this level. Since you don't know what is good and what is good, then you will be buried with the Wenjian Sect. Well... Daoyuan, let’s get rid of these idiots.”
"Yes, Your Highness."
A middle-aged man with long silver hair bowed his head and obeyed.
He is tall and tall, with long silver hair that is more dazzling than the white snow in the sky. His facial features are extremely strange. Under the silver eyebrows that are more than ten centimeters long, he has only one eye and six arms on his body.
This middle-aged man looked like an incompletely evolved low-level monster, but when he released his power a little, all the masters of the Wenjian Sect opposite him suddenly changed their colors.
The terrifying power radiates out like water ripples, and is so powerful that it cannot be controlled.
This is the unique power of beings in the Demon Emperor realm.
This middle-aged man named Daoyuan is a real demon emperor.
He slowly walked out from Lan's side without deliberately releasing his power. Some of the weaker Sword Asking Sect masters on the opposite side felt that their bodies were imprisoned by some kind of force, and they wanted to move their fingers. They all find it difficult.
Wang Juefeng's complexion also changed, and his whole body flashed with flames of mysterious energy to resist this terrifying suppressive power.
Zhang Fan snorted, and the long knife in his hand shook slightly.
In an instant, the bright sword flower shredded the flying snow in the sky. The strong man who was slightly closer to the demon camp on the opposite side only felt the wind of the sword blowing against his face, and was crushed into bloody foam before he could react.
Zhang Fan wanted to use sword energy to break the demonic confinement of Daoyuan.
But the effect is not obvious.
"Even if the power of sex is cultivated to the extreme, it will never reach the level of elegance." Daoyuan shook his head gently, "You are no match for me."
"You will only know after a battle." Zhang Fan took a deep breath.
His body, which was not considered strong at first, suddenly swelled. The muscles all over his body bulged, like a knife cutting an axe. Blood energy as strong as an ocean surged out of his body, and the light red haze was like a burning flame. There was burning around his body.
"Did you still have reservations before? But this level of power is not enough." Daoyuan was like a silver-haired god of death, approaching step by step, and suddenly raised his hand.
An overwhelming demonic power surged out.
Zhang Fan blocked it with his sword.
boom!
The aftermath of the hurricane-like energy dissipated.
Zhang Fan held the sword with one hand and supported the blade with the other hand. He resisted the demonic power with his Yum Saber. His body couldn't help but retreat. His legs were firmly rooted in the ground, and his feet were like giant plows, plowing two holes on the ground. The deep traces.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth.
"retreat."
Zhang Fan turned his head and glanced at Wang Juefeng and others, but he rushed towards Daoyuan like a tiger out of its box.
Wang Juefeng looked calm, waved his hand, and everyone behind him slowly retreated, not giving the demon clan a chance to take advantage of the situation.
Wenjian Sect has been getting stronger all the time in the past three years. Although the time is too short and the high-end combat power is insufficient, the mountain protection formation that Ding Hao set up when he left has been overflowing with purple in the abyss of the amethyst cliff in the back mountain. Moisturized by the energy, the power is so powerful that even if the demon emperor exists, he still has to drink a lot.
With the protection of the mountain formation, Wenjian Sect can hold on for at least ten days and a half.
This time is enough.
When the news comes out, Xuanshuang Temple will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it. The Qingyun Sect, the Extinct Sword Sect and other human super sects all have masters and strong men in Jinghu Lake, and they will rush to help sooner or later.
boom!
The sound of terrifying energy bursts and explosions came from the distance.
Zhang Fan somersaulted in the air and flew back, blocking Daoyuan's attack forcefully, causing him to be injured again, and a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth.
"Although I admire you a little, I will not allow you to offend His Highness Lan." Daoyuan's figure was like lightning. As if accompanying him, he clapped out a palm, and his palm turned into a wolf claw and stamped on Zhang Fan's chest.
Although Zhang Fan was defeated, he kept changing the sword style in his hand, and sprinkled a piece of autumn water in front of him.
Bang bang bang!
The wolf's claws hit the sword hard, and there was a sound of metal hitting.
"I heard that the head of the Wenjian Sect is known as the most amazing woman in Snow State. If the Wenjian Sect offers her to His Highness Lan, it may save the whole family from being massacred." Daoyuan couldn't break through the sword light for a moment, and laughed. Use words to stimulate.
far away.
The young master of Tianyao Palace, who was lying lazily on the big chair, showed an evil and cruel smile, and nodded thoughtfully: "Daoyuan reminded me, you can humiliate a noble human race woman as much as you want. Leader, maybe it’s a very interesting thing.”
The words have not yet finished.
"With these words, you will definitely die today."
A clear and chilling voice suddenly appeared from a distance. The demon clan's demon pattern formation in the void was unfolded by an extremely powerful sword light. The silver light flickered, and suddenly there was a strong chill in the air. No one reacted. When I came over, I felt like my eyes were blurred. There were more than a dozen figures suddenly appearing between the two camps.