Nangong Nu's black iron whip was like a squid's tentacle, entwined around the magic spear.
Jiang Qi felt a huge tearing force coming from his Black Iron Magic Spear, and he almost couldn't hold it.
He roared, and the magic energy in his magic core quickly rushed to his arms to prevent his magic spear from being taken away by Nangong Nu, but the power transmitted from Nangong Nu's black iron whip became stronger and stronger.
Jiang Qi felt that the magic energy in his magic core was almost exhausted.
Whoosh, golden light flashed, Ouyang Dao's fingers danced in the air, and the crescent-shaped knife was like a meteor, cutting a dazzling ray of light in the air and shooting straight into Nangong Nu's throat.
Nangong Nu sneered: "Even a grain of rice can shine."
With a slight flick of his wrist, the black iron whip in his hand immediately let go of Jiang Qi's magic spear and suddenly lashed out at the crescent moon knife that was coming towards him.
Boom! The black iron whip hit the crescent-shaped sword, making Ouyang Dao's crescent-shaped sword shake. The sword flew out at an angle and cut into the stone pillar next to it.
Just as Nangong Nu was about to give Ouyang Dao a fierce blow, Jiang Qi's magic spear blocked Ouyang Dao and took Nangong Nu's black iron whip.
Ouyang Dao took this opportunity and with a sudden move of his hands, he took back the crescent-shaped knife from the stone pillar, drew a graceful arc in the air, and continued to attack Nangong Nu.
Jiang Qi and Ouyang Dao attacked Nangong Nu together. Although their attack was chaotic and not exquisite, it made up for their shortcomings and they managed to tie with Nangong Nu.
Only then could Ye Feng concentrate on dealing with Nangong Zhan.
Ye Feng's hands danced in the air, and the Thunder Sword was as fast as lightning, creating flames by friction in the air, and attacked Nangong Zhan from all directions.
Ye Feng used Gui Wuya's Misty Rain Sword Technique, which was most suitable for use on a flying sword. It could fully unleash the power of the flying sword, attacking in mid-air and spinning around like a rain of swords in the sky.
Facing the Misty Rain Sword Technique, Nangong Zhan's pair of magic axes lost the initiative from the very beginning.
He was a sixth-level demon general, and even though he had lost the initiative, he didn't care at all.
His double axes danced into a curtain of light and slashed at the incoming Thunder Sword. It was so fast that the figure could not be seen clearly. Only the dense clanging sound of metal clashing could be heard coming from the curtain of light.
Ye Feng quietly grasped the Divine Dragon Shuttle in his palm and spun it at high speed. The ferocious and mighty dragon's eyes suddenly opened, and a cold golden light shone through the dragon's eyes.
Whoosh, Shenyousuo flew out of his hand, and the sword energy in the air suddenly solidified.
The violent storm in the sky became insignificant in an instant, and a golden light carrying the powerful energy and mighty waves shot towards Nangong Zhan at a rapid speed.
Nangong Zhan's ferocious look froze on his face, and an inexplicable fear rose from the bottom of his heart. Although the rain of swords in the sky was dense, it was not to be feared. What made him so frightened
He opened his eyes wide and discovered that behind the sky full of sword lights, there was an inconspicuous golden light and a dragon-shaped weapon with bared fangs and claws.
Those dragon eyes were majestic without being angry, and seemed to be staring at him fiercely, making him feel uneasy.
Its speed was not much faster than the sword rain in the sky, but when the golden light approached, Nangong Zhan felt that the power of the sword rain from all directions was nothing compared to it.
A powerful pressure quickly came from all directions, and under this pressure, he actually had the urge to give up resistance.
He understood that this was a powerful deterrent. Only the advanced martial arts of a superior race could have such a powerful deterrent.
I am a member of the demon clan who is on par with the Golden Immortal in the Seven Realms. I am the most powerful race in the Seven Realms. What kind of martial arts can have a strong deterrent effect on the demons
The Dragon Shuttle was still some distance away from Nangong Zhan, but the pressure it released easily tore through his defensive armor.
The golden armor made a creaking sound, and tiny cracks like spider silk covered the surface of the armor.
How is it possible? What kind of weapon can tear my armor apart just by the pressure it releases
The demons' arrogance and ferocity blinded his eyes.
He sneered in his heart, it’s just a magic weapon, what’s the big deal? This kid is just a human, it’s good enough for him to use one magic weapon, I don’t believe he can use two magic weapons at the same time.
His short and fat body suddenly swelled up, then shrank back. The magic energy in his magic core was like a raging wave, circling rapidly in his blood and pouring into the magic axe at a very fast speed.
A pair of magic axes emitted a dazzling black light and slashed fiercely at the rushing dragon shuttle.
A smug smile appeared on his lips as he felt his magic axe hit the incoming dragon shuttle.
But to his surprise, the axe hit the Dragon Shuttle, but it felt like it hit a piece of steel. The powerful recoil force made his hands hurt and his arm was almost broken.
The left hand lacked some strength, causing the magic axe in his left hand to slip out of his hand and fly into the air.
The axe in his right hand made a sharp snapping sound, and the steel axe handle actually broke into two pieces.
What frightened him even more was that the Dragon Shuttle was spinning rapidly. Although it was hit by the sharp axe, it spun even faster. It only deviated slightly from its original attack route. The overall direction remained unchanged and continued to shoot towards Nangong Zhan's chest.
At this time, Nangong Zhan had empty hands and was unable to resist the speed of the Dragon Shuttle.
He quickly retreated backwards, rolling away like a ball.
The dragon eye on the head of the Dragon Shuttle was still staring at him, like a thorn in his side, and would follow him closely no matter where he rolled.
Only then did Nangong Zhan realize the benefits of the Dragon Shuttle, but it was too late.
With a puff, the Dragon Shuttle passed through Nangong Zhan's shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.
Nangong Zhan nearly fainted from the pain. His golden armor had completely disintegrated as he rolled, revealing his fat, hairy body inside.
The Dragon Shuttle flew back to Ye Feng's palm with a whistling sound.
Ye Feng looked at Nangong Zhan with contempt: "So you can roll around like a ball. From now on, you should change your name to General Ball."
Nangong Zhan covered the hole in his shoulder with his hand, shaking with pain. He was secretly glad that he twisted his body in time to avoid the vital points, otherwise his magic core would have been pierced with a hole.
His face was ashen. Although he survived, he had no fighting ability left. One of his axes was broken by the earthquake, and the other was actually stuck on the beam of the towering Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.
Nangong Hu was killed, Nangong Zhan was seriously injured, leaving only Nangong Nu. Nangong Nu was secretly frightened, and accidentally got grazed on the shoulder by Ouyang Dao's crescent-shaped knife.
Fortunately, the golden armor protected him, but there was only a sharp sound of metal clashing. The crescent-shaped blade rubbed against the armor rapidly, splashing out dazzling sparks.
Nangong Nu then realized that his situation was not good. Ye Feng, Ouyang Dao and Jiang Qi were all staring at him with eager eyes.