Wang Juefeng pulled his sword and kicked the Pangolin Demon King's body.

Bang!

The dead pangolin appeared round, and its huge body slammed heavily in front of the demon clan camp. Blood flowed, dyeing the ground and the white snow red.

The sword in Wang Juefeng's hand is the strange ancient stone tool that Ding Hao collected in the deepest [Pseudo-God City] in the [Hundred Holy Battlefield]. It is invincible and breaking through the defense of the demon clan in the Demon King realm is no problem.

What's more, in the past three years, the Sword Sect has [Divine Medicine Garden], the Xuanjing Cave in the Houshan Mountain and the various pill recipes left by Ding Hao are becoming stronger at the speed of light every minute and every second. Wang Juefeng was once a disciple of the old monster Qi Qingshan, and his martial arts talent is amazing. Under such conditions, three years is enough for him to be promoted from the Great Wu Sect to the Martial Emperor realm.

Killing a demon king at the five or six orifices is no problem for Wang Juefeng, who is holding an ancient stone tool.

"Hahaha, who else can come and die."

Wang Juefeng yelled with his sword across his chest and was extremely pretentious.

When you should show off, show off when you should, and if you don’t pretend, no one will take care of you. This is one of the many messy certification standards that are taught by the black-hearted. Even if you put on your sword at that moment, you should laugh happily at this moment.

opposite.

His Highness Lan of the Heavenly Demon Palace frowned slightly.

A sect in Xiao Xuezhou actually has such a master.

Of course, it was just a slight frowning.

He didn't even look at the corpse of the pangolin demon king on the ground. He waved his hand gently, and the powerful demon clan around him emitted a charming fire, burning the huge corpse to ashes and disappearing.

Lan yawned gently.

The powerful demon clans around them were all terrified. This was the most annoying expression of Your Highness, which means he had begun to get angry. After following the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace for so many years, they knew the master's character the most. If they didn't hurry up and kill the human race, they would all suffer if Your Highness became angry.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The figure flashed and the demonic aura surged.

In an instant, dozens of powerful demon clan figures flickered up, carrying the power of terror, and rushed towards Wang Juefeng.

"Shameless, I actually bully the less." Someone among the masters of the Sword Sect shouted.

There was a hint of laziness of contempt and joking on Lan's face. Since there were too many people, it was time to bully the few. You deserved to be abused by fewer people. Everything in this world is decided by the strong. Who stipulates that one must be single-on-one?

Poor and stupid human race.

In this world, there is no so-called fairness.

"Damn it, there are too many people, so I won't play..." Wang Juefeng, who was yelling about the next person, admitted his coward without hesitation at this moment, took a step back, and shouted: "Xiaofan, these guys are yours, kill them."

Zhang Fan, who had been silent, took a step forward and suddenly took out his knife.

The huge black Yum War Sword was as light as grass in his hand. His feet exerted force and with a bang, the ground under his feet cracked and collapsed like a spider web. Zhang Fan had instantly arrived in the air and slashed out with one knife.

The sword is as bright as three autumn horses.

Figures interlaced by.

Zhang Fan dragged his long sword backwards to the ground, as if a huge rock hit him.

The figures of the six demon kings also fell behind him at the same time, and their bodies solidified in place like petrification.

Lan, who was originally lying lazily on the beautiful woman's body chair, suddenly flashed with dazzling splendor in her eyes. She stood up and stared at Zhang Fan with an extremely surprised expression on her face.

The demon masters around him were also in an uproar.

A brief pause.

Puff puff puff!

Blood burst out, and the six demon kings whose body solidified in place suddenly split into two from the center of their eyebrows. The six figures turned into twelve pieces, splitting in one go. The blood and internal organs burst out, and all of them were killed, and even their souls did not escape.

Zhang Fan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

At this moment, the hunter boy, who was not very eye-catching, suddenly became extremely tall, like a war god landing from the clouds, and could not be looked at.

The [Ten Emperors Body Master] he practiced was a physical cultivation technique. To this day, Zhang Fan's mysterious energy cultivation is not yet in the realm of a great martial artist, but the [Ten Emperors Body Master] was cultivated to a terrifying and extremely terrifying state by him. This was not a simple superposition of the physical power of the Martial Emperor, but a physical power that was terrifying to the limit.

There are the nourishment of various divine materials and treasure medicines from the [Hundred Saints Battlefield], and the alchemy recipes that Ding Hao specially left to assist Zhang Fan in practicing physical cultivation techniques, and the compatibility between Zhang Fan Tiansheng and the [Ten Emperors Body and Honorary Kung Fu]. In the past three years, Zhang Fan's strength has grown so fast that no one in the entire Sword Sect can match him.

At this time, even if Zhang Fan encountered a strong man at the half-step Martial Emperor realm, he would have the power to fight.

The six intermediate-level demon emperors are no problem for him.

"Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect that a small Sword Sect had such a master, which surprised me." Lan sat back slowly, carefully lit up Zhang Fan, pointed at the hunter boy, and said, "I swear to follow and be loyal to me, and today I will avoid you from dying."

Zhang Fan pointed his sword and, at the sight of the blade, a sharp murderous intent as solid as the essence rushed out and said, "Get out, I won't die today."

"I don't know how to be polite." Lan smiled contemptuously and indifferently: "I just think it's rare for human race to practice physical practice to this level. Since you don't know how to be ungrateful, then ask the Sword Sect to bury it with you... Daoyuan, solve these idiots."

"Yes, Your Highness."

A middle-aged man with long silver hair bowed his head to answer his fate.

He has a burly figure, his long silver hair is even more dazzling than the white snow in the sky, and his facial features are extremely strange. He is connected to the silver eyebrows that are more than ten centimeters long, with only one eye, but six arms on his body.

This middle-aged man looked like a low-level demon clan with incomplete evolution, but when he released his power a little, all the masters of the Sword Sect on the other side instantly changed color.

The terrifying power radiates out like water rays, and it is so strong that it is not as strong as it is.

This is the unique power of existence in the realm of the Demon Emperor.

This middle-aged man named Daoyuan is a real demon emperor.

He slowly walked out of Lan and did not deliberately release his power. Some of the slightly lower-powered masters of the Sword Sect on the other side felt that their bodies were imprisoned by some kind of force, and it was difficult to move their fingers.

Wang Juefeng's expression also changed, and his whole body was filled with mysterious energy and flames, resisting this terrifying suppression force.

Zhang Fan snorted lowly, and the long sword in his hand shook slightly.

In an instant, the dazzling sword flower shattered the snow all over the sky. The strong man who was slightly closer to the demon clan camp on the opposite side felt that the sword wind blew on his face, and was shattered into blood foam before he could react.

Zhang Fan wanted to use the sword energy to crush the demonic power of the Taoist source.

But the effect is not obvious.

"Even if the physical power is cultivated to the extreme, it will be difficult to reach the elegance of the world." Daoyuan shook his head gently, "You are no match for me."

"I only know after a fight." Zhang Fan took a deep breath.

The body, which was not originally strong, suddenly expanded and the muscles in his body raised, like a knife and an axe. The vigorous blood and energy surging out of his body, and the light red mist was like a burning flame, burning around his body.

"So there was anything left before? But this level of power is not enough." Daoyuan was approaching step by step, and suddenly raised his hand.

A powerful demonic power surged out.

Zhang Fan resisted with a sword.

boom!

The aftermath of the hurricane-like energy dissipated.

Zhang Fan held the knife with one hand and supported the knife with the other hand, resisting the demonic power with the Yumeng Battle Knife. His body couldn't help but retreat. His legs steadily rooted on the ground, and his feet plowed two deep traces on the ground like a giant plow.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth.

"retreat."

Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at Wang Juefeng and others, but he rushed towards Daoyuan like a tiger coming out of the box.

Wang Juefeng's face was calm and waved his hand. Everyone behind him slowly retreated, not giving the demon clan a chance to take advantage of the situation to cover up the killing.

The 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 set up when Ding Hao left was moistened by the purple energy aura that overflowed from the abyss of the abyss of the abyss of the abyss of the abyss of the back mountain. Even if the demon emperor exists, he has to drink a pot.

With the protection of the mountain formation, the Sword Sect can last at least ten days and half a month.

This time is enough.

When the news came out, the Xuanshuang Temple would never sit idly by. The Qingyun Sect, Miejue Sword Sect and other human super sects have masters and strong men in Jinghu, and sooner or later they will come to help.

boom!

The terrifying explosion of energy bursts in the distance came.

Zhang Fan flew back in the air in a somersault, blocking Daoyuan's attack, causing him to be injured again, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth.

"Although I admire you a little, I offended Your Highness Lan, but I can't keep you." Dao Yuan's body was like lightning, and he slapped out with a palm, and his palm turned into a wolf claw, printing it on Zhang Fan's chest.

Although Zhang Fan was defeated, he changed his sword in his hand in a row, sprinkling a piece of autumn water in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang!

The wolf claws and the swords of the battle were heard, and the sound of metal hitting was heard.

"I heard that the head of the Sword Sect [Jade-faced Shura] is known as the most amazing woman in Xuezhou. If the Sword Sect presents her to His Highness Lan, it may be possible that the whole family will be slaughtered." Daoyuan couldn't break the sword light for a moment, and laughed and said excitedly.

far away.

The young master of the Tiande Palace, who was lazily lying on the naked female chair, showed a trace of evil and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded thoughtfully: "Daoyuan reminded me that it may be a very interesting thing to enjoy a noble female leader of the human race."

The words have not ended.

"Just with this sentence, you will definitely die today."

A clear and solemn voice suddenly turned out from a distance that the demon-patterned formation in the void was unfolded by a sword light that was extremely powerful. The silver light flashed, and the cold air suddenly became strong in the air. No one could react and felt a flash in front of him. There was a sudden burst of shadows in front of him. There were suddenly more than a dozen figures between the two camps.
Chapter completed!