Wang Tiezhu held the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, and wherever he killed, the monks of the Demon Cult were killed.

One by one, the strong men at the peak of the true realm were killed by Wang Tiezhu and retreated step by step.

"Oh my God, this Wang Tiezhu is so terrible!"

"Let's run away!"

"I don't want to die!"

......

In the valley, the remaining monks of the Demon Cultivation saw Wang Tiezhu so fiercely, and they were so scared that they ran away and fled.

They didn't dare to stay, for fear of being killed by Wang Tiezhu.

The main reason is that although Wang Tiezhu is at the peak of the true realm, his strength is equivalent to the half-step Yuan realm. After all, he killed five of the ten guardians of the Demon Sect.

This record is too scary.

"It's not that simple to escape!"

Wang Tiezhu roared, activated his true energy, used his magical powers, and rushed towards the escaped monk of the Demon Cult.

A powerful force burst out from his body, sweeping around, and a strong wind whistled up, overturning towering ancient trees.

"Boom!"

Wang Tiezhu activated his spiritual energy, and the big handprints were constantly bombarded wildly. The monks of the Demon Cult were constantly bombarded by his power, and blood was drifting and corpses were everywhere, looking extremely terrifying.

Under the leadership of Wang Tiezhu, Bai Yufeng, Jiang Lin, Tiger King and others also swept all the way, as if they were entering a no-man's realm, sweeping all the way. No matter what master they were, they were killed and retreated step by step.

Although there are thousands of people from the Demon Sect, when facing an existence like Wang Tiezhu, there is no power to fight back, and many of them have been killed.

"Damn it, this person is so scary!"

"We can't continue to get entangled with them anymore. Retreat quickly, otherwise the entire army will be destroyed!"

......

At this time, the half-step Yuan Realm masters of the Demon Sect in the valley also began to panic, their faces were pale and their eyes were full of anger.

At this moment, they were all dragged down by the ancient clan's half-step Yuan realm masters, and they could not decide the winner in a short period of time. There was obviously insufficient manpower, so no one would deal with Wang Tiezhu.

If this continues, these demon cultivators must be slaughtered by Wang Tiezhu and others!

Li Changfeng and Mo Xiaotian fought against each other. The battle between the two sides was extremely fierce, causing rocks to collapse, trees to fly, dust to fly, and the ground to collapse for several meters.

The entire mountain was even more shaky, as if there was a danger of collapse at any time. Li Changfeng and Mo Xiaotian both tried their best to fight without leaving any effort, trying to end the battle in the shortest time.

"Hmph, Mo Xiaotian, you are in a desperate situation. Your Demon Sect is defeated."

Li Changfeng sneered.

"I'm not dead yet, I'm not defeated."

Mo Xiaotian roared angrily, waved his hands, and a long stick appeared on his hands, firing ice cones at Li Changfeng.

Each ice cone has a powerful destructive power, sharp breath, and even the temperature of the world has dropped. If it is hit, it will definitely be a death or injury.

The most important thing is that these ice cones have magic patterns that release heavy mana fluctuations. This fluctuation can affect the spirit and slow the enemy down at least twice!

"Hahaha, old man, I want to see how your spell hurts me."

Li Changfeng laughed, swaying slightly and avoiding the ice cones flying towards him.

Li Changfeng's actions immediately surprised Mo Xiaotian. He didn't believe that Li Changfeng, who had been exhausted, could actually avoid his magic.

"Hmph, but that's it."

Li Changfeng responded with a sneer. As the strongest combat power under the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, he naturally has his own trump card.

Immediately afterwards, Li Changfeng's figure instantly disappeared from its original place.

Mo Xiaotian's reaction was very fast and he quickly dodged.

The place where he was originally standing suddenly exploded, and golden streams exploded around, extremely gorgeous.

Mo Xiaotian looked cold and a black ice blade condensed in his hand again.

Li Changfeng's eyes narrowed, and golden true balloons condensed from his palms.

"go!"

Li Changfeng shouted in a low voice, and the true balloon ran towards the magic roaring sky, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Mo Xiaotian immediately dodged.

"boom!"

The golden true balloon exploded halfway, and strong ripples swept across the world.

Mo Xiaotian looked at the scene in front of him with a terrifying heart. If he was hit just now, even if he had a defensive magic weapon, he would probably not get any benefits.

Li Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughts moved, and another golden true balloon condensed in his palm.

"Damn something!"

Mo Xiaotian cursed, and his body shook and attacked Li Changfeng.

The long stick in his hand came thrust hard with the sound of breaking through the air.

Li Changfeng waved his hand and a giant sword was added to his hand.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The Changshang collided with the giant sword taken out by Li Changfeng, making a crisp sound. The two fought fiercely, but Mo Xiaotian did not have the advantage.

"Damn it!"

Mo Xiaotian cursed angrily, his palm flipped and changed, and the black long stick emitted bursts of black mist.

Li Changfeng's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly poured his true energy into a golden giant sword.

"Swish!"

A sharp sword light burst out from the golden giant sword and rushed straight towards Mo Xiaotian. At the same time, Li Changfeng quickly retreated and distanced himself from Mo Xiaotian.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sword light shattered the black fog in the sky, slashing heavily on Mo Xiaotian's armor, and a harsh sound came out. The black fog gradually dissipated, revealing Mo Xiaotian's face.

I saw Mo Xiaotian’s right arm was covered in blood and had been injured by the sword light.

Although his spiritual armor protected his body, the huge power contained in the sword light was still shocking, making him feel numb and he could hardly hold the long stick.

"asshole."

Mo Xiaotian said angrily, staring at Li Changfeng with a vicious look, "It seems that it is not OK to deal with your distraction!"

Yes, the entire battle, Mo Xiaotian had to go to the battlefield situation!

As Li Changfeng said, their Demon Cult is out of reach and it is really hard to deal with!

"Can't be dragged on!"

Mo Xiaotian made up his mind to pay attention.

"Soul Closure!"

Mo Xiaotian waved his hand and a transparent scroll flew into the air, but when the scroll opened, it showed dense small characters.

This soul sealing scroll is one of the strongest treasures in Mo Xiaotian's hand and has a very strong sealing effect.

The moment the Soul Cover appeared, dozens of black chains tied up Li Changfeng, and the black chains seemed to teleport directly, with no defense.

Li Changfeng's face turned pale and he thought to himself: "These chains can actually penetrate the space and bind human bodies."

At this time, Li Changfeng, who was trapped and locked, only felt cold all over his body, as if he was in an ice cellar, and his blood in his body had solidified, and even his soul seemed to be about to be frozen.

Even though Li Changfeng had experienced a more dangerous battle than this, he was still a little solemn when facing problems that he could not solve.
Chapter completed!