Listening to Yan Yun's words, the two children immediately smiled slightly on their faces, and then they saw a child step forward, returning to his original arrogant state, and said slowly to Yan Yun.

"Who said that the contract was just for you to hunt on the Demon Battlefield for ten years? By the way, I forgot that you don't know the Spirit Pattern at all, so I'm reading it for you now."

As he said that, the child touched his bellyband and a scroll of animal skin appeared in his hand, and he heard him shaking his head.

"Now, I was willing to enter the Heavenly Demon Valley for the Heavenly Demon Warrior to hunt for ten years. All the items obtained in the Ten Years belong to the Heavenly Demon Valley. As for my life and death, I do not need to take responsibility for the Heavenly Demon Valley. After returning to the hunting for ten years, I will obey the Heavenly Demon Valley!"

Children speak very slowly, and every one comes out of their mouths makes Yan Yun and Zhang Jiaoniu frown. When the last sentence pops out of the children's mouths, Yan Yun and Zhang Jiaoniu's faces completely darkened.

"What a shit contract! It's a contract for sale! Why didn't we explain it clearly at the beginning?!" As soon as a ferocious look appeared, the pressure of Yan Yun's soul realm was suppressed without reservation.

Faced with Yan Yun's pressure, the two children had a little fear on their faces, but after thinking about something, they did not use any means to stop them, but stood quietly in place.

With Yan Yun's pressure speed, in just half a breath, the pressure turned into a thousand blood-colored swords and reached the front of the two children. In the next half breath, thousands of blood-colored swords penetrated the bodies of the two of them without any obstacles.

Although thousands of blood-colored swords penetrated the bodies of the two children, because this was just pressure, the two children died suddenly at awe at this moment, but their fat face turned red and their throats sweetened. Blood spurted out.

Seeing that the two children were actually hit by their own pressure, Yan Yun didn't care at all. He looked fierce in his eyes. He took out the colorful sword from Sumi's sleeve and rushed towards the nearest child. At the moment of his body's movement, the colorful sword had been slashed down by Yan Yun. A colorful sword light shot over.

The moment Yan Yun took action, Zhang Jiaoniu took action without any worries. He saw the dark red flame on Zhang Jiaoniu's body suddenly condensed, and in his hand, a dark red spear shot towards another child with all his strength.

Compared with the second stage of Soul, Yan Yun now swung the colorful sword lights with the colorful long sword in two levels, and the spiritual energy contained in it is already twice as much as before. Its power cannot be stopped by a single attack with the average soul realm!

The speed of the colorful sword light can only be described as fast, and I saw that it had reached the child with an incredible speed.

The colorful sword light had not yet fallen on the body. A blood-colored injury had appeared on the child's body. At such a close distance, the child completely felt the power contained in the colorful sword light. In his heart, he was afraid and physical pain. The child was secretly screaming that he had a trick in his hand and a red bellyband appeared in his hand.

With a quick swing, the red bellyband was already blocking the child's body. In the next picture, the colorful sword light touched the red bellyband.

The expected ripples of vitality did not appear. Just after hearing the sound of the cloth strip being torn, a long crack appeared on the red beeband, but the red beeband blocked the colorful sword light that might have caused the child to live.

He found that his red bellyband was barely blocking it. The child's face, which was originally frightened, turned a lot better. He wiped the cold sweat from his face. He didn't dare to move a few times at this moment.

When Yan Yun used the colorful long sword, Zhang Jiaoniu's dark red spear shot over without reservation.

The child was really shocked when he saw Zhang Jiaoniu's attack. He was not like another child, but he saw that the dark red spear had not yet shot, and the red bellyband stopped it first. And his body slowly retreated to the rear.

After the dark red spear pierced small holes in the red bellyband, it stabbed towards the dantian of the child without any pause.

Seeing this, the child immediately shouted "Not good", but it was too late, and he saw his chubby palms keep rummaging down. There was nothing that could stop Zhang Jiao Niu's defense. In the second half of the breath, the child really had a dark red spear that broke his dantian!

"Die!" With a shout, Zhang Jiaoniu was obviously in the attitude of killing the chicken to warn the monkey, and suddenly his palm shook. Another dark red spear shot towards the child.

You know, the child had almost used all the means just now but still couldn't stop him. Now that he was injured, and the dark red spear came to his body, he could only grit his teeth and spit out a few balls of essence and blood to stop him, but it was obvious that this posture was impossible.

Just when the child was still doomed, suddenly, a light blue fish scale appeared in front of the child, just after a sound of sound. After the light blue fish scale flashed, it was towards the hand of the hook-nosed young man who had arrived on the side of him.

After playing with the light blue fish scales in his hand, the young man with a hook nose appeared on his face, he looked at Zhang Jiao Niu and said slowly: "This is the Demon Valley. You two want to do it but remember it.

When Yan Yun heard the words of the hook-nosed young man, a little smile appeared on his face, but he was a sneer at this moment, which made people feel cold.

"What? Can't this Demon Valley take action?" As Yan Yun's voice fell, a sudden pressure from the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm pressed towards the young man without reservation. In fact, it was not that Yan Yun had other means, but he didn't understand the other party's realm. Now Yan Yun can only do this.

"Do it? Since I have done it, can you still pretend that it hasn't happened?" A cold smile, and as Yan Yun released the pressure, thousands of blood-red swords shot over without reservation.

Seeing thousands of blood-colored swords coming, the face of the young man with a hook nose condensed. In an instant, a light blue gas came from a distance. In the next second, the once thin aperture as Zen as the spirit protected Yan Yun and Zhang Jiaoniu.

After being protected by Yan Yun, Zhang Jiaoniu realized that there were stronger people here, and his heart was a little more vigilant, and his eyes were looking at Yan Yun.

Feeling the horned bull's gaze, Yan Yun's lips moved and slowly spit out four words.

"People from the upper realm!"
Chapter completed!