Upon seeing this, Feng Lin immediately drew out his scalpel from the front of his belt.
Zheng!
His scalpel blocked the opponent's long knife, making a metallic collision sound.
Feng Lin showed a smile, suddenly leaned down, rushed forward, and used his shoulders to push up the opponent's arm.
The middle-aged man's arm holding a long knife was held high by Feng Lin who was close to him.
In the air, Feng Lin's scalpel had already cut several wounds on the opponent's joints.
Poof!
In an instant, blood spurted out from the demon's wrists and elbows.
Pain was like an electric current, sweeping through the man's body, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground.
boom!
Feng Lin raised his knee again and knocked the middle-aged man away.
"Okay! The movements are clean and neat. The key is that they don't even use Qi Jin."
Ye Yourong said in surprise.
Feng Lin immediately took a few steps faster, rushed toward the middle-aged man, and pressed him down.
The middle-aged man was just about to resist when the tip of the scalpel fell in front of his eyes.
"Hmph! I didn't expect that I, a noble demon clan, would lose to a foreigner. Please kill me!"
The middle-aged man's dark red eyes stared intently at Feng Lin.
"This time I came here, I was different from them."
Feng Lin first looked around and found that no one noticed here, and continued, "They are sent by the Sun Clan, and I came here on my own."
"Sun Clan?"
The middle-aged man frowned and then asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to save people. Have you demon clan captured a little white-haired girl?"
Feng Lin asked in a low voice, "Spring twin tails, wearing a short skirt and black stockings, and also likes to eat bubble gum."
"Why should I tell you?" the middle-aged man said coldly.
"As long as you tell me, I won't kill you. The Soul-Destroying Formation is the territory of your Heavenly Demon Tribe. I think you should be the winner in this battle, right?"
Feng Lin smiled faintly and said, "Isn't it good to accept the praise after the battle is over? Do you have to sacrifice yourself to become a hero?"
I have to say that Feng Lin's words moved this middle-aged man.
Feng Lin was right. The battlefield in front of him has been completely reversed.
Many masters who lost their Qi Jin began to collapse in the territory of their Heavenly Demon Clan.
The races that could compete with the Yin Yang Crusaders and the Suiren Clan in the past, even though they were weak, were so skinny that a camel was bigger than a horse.
"I know the woman you are talking about."
The middle-aged man whispered, "I once captured one of our ninth-level masters and found out where our ruins are."
When Feng Lin heard this, his face suddenly became happy and he immediately asked: "What happens next? Where is she now?"
"I don't know the specifics. I just heard that she arrested us, the Demon Tribe, in order to change people, but we never arrested the people she mentioned."
The middle-aged man continued, "After that, we pretended that we agreed to let her go and let her wait at the entrance of the ruins. I didn't know anything about it later."
"have no idea?"
Feng Lin grabbed the middle-aged man's neck and asked sternly, "How could you not know? He couldn't have been killed, right?"
"I really don't know. Our queen was not in the ruins at that time. It was the great elder who solved this matter. She must be dead."
The middle-aged man shook his head gently, "It's just a small matter. If a ninth-level man dares to come to our Heavenly Demon Clan to cause trouble, isn't he looking for death?"
Feng Lin's face became colder and colder. Sun Zhizhi couldn't really be killed.
This damn girl really doesn't know how high the sky is and she thinks she can just grab a hostage and replace her.
I really thought that the Demon Clan was vegetarian.
"Where is your great elder?"
Feng Lin asked in a deep voice.
"The great elder should be in the deepest part of the Senate."
The middle-aged man tilted his head slightly and looked in a deep direction.
"Brother, I'll let you go. I hope you don't tell this matter. Otherwise, I will definitely kill you."
After Feng Lin finished speaking, he got up from the man and continued running deeper into the ruins.
…
The battle here continues.
Anquan did not specifically kill the enemy, but just wiped out all those who stood in front of him.
Not long after, she appeared near the ruins entrance.
She slightly arranged her long hair that had been messed up by the wind, and looked up at the sky, "Wu Haodang of Shahai! We, the Demon Clan, didn't provoke you, did we?"
"Sorry, we were forced too."
Wu Haodang had been floating high in the sky. He saw that the masters of his own power were being massacred on a large scale, and he felt extremely distressed.
They had continued to bargain with the Sun Clan, and the Sun Clan had promised not to send the ninth level there.
But there will be masters in the sublimation realm who will come to help them, and they are in the sublimation realm who are not afraid of the spirit-breaking formation.
Wu Haodang and other sublimation masters thought it was Burning Wood at first, but even if it didn't work, it would definitely be Burning Haijiao.
That's why they dared to come in like this, but they didn't expect that they were deceived.
The masters mentioned by the Sun Tribe never came.
If he had known this, he would not have asked the Sun Clan for help.
"Forced? Who dares to force you to such an advanced level? Could it be the Yin Yang Crusaders?"
Anquan raised his head and looked at Wu Haodang high in the sky and asked.
The battle situation has now stabilized, and the demon clan has gradually crushed the enemy in the spirit-breaking formation.
Anquan is not in a hurry either.
"No, it's the Sun Clan. You should know that people from the Northern Wilderness have recently escaped. Those of us have followed the Yin-Yang Crusade coalition and killed the masters of the Northern Wilderness."
"I'm afraid they will seek revenge on us, but the Yin Yang Crusaders don't care about us, so we can only seek revenge on the Sun Clan. People say we can join them, but let us kill you!"
Wu Haodang didn't hide it. Those bastards from the Sun Clan didn't mean what they said.
The master he said he didn't see, so why should he keep his promise?
"Hmph! It turns out we are from the Sun Clan, but you underestimate us too much. Do you think we, the Heavenly Demon Clan, are still alive and well after being hunted by the Yin-Yang Crusaders for so long? Do you really think we are lucky?"
Anquan sneered, "That's because we are strong, because we..."
Click!
At this moment, the formation at the entrance to the ruins suddenly shattered.
Several men in black robes appeared from the entrance to the ruins.
When Wu Haodang saw this, his eyes were startled at first, and then he felt ecstatic. It seemed that he was the helper mentioned by the Sun Clan.
But at this moment, the spirit-breaking array is still open. If he falls from a height, he will not be able to use Qi Jin and may be killed by the hidden spring.
He could only continue to hover high to see the situation.
"Who are you? You can actually destroy the formation of our demon clan!"
Anquan's dark red eyes were full of murderous intent.
Without saying a word, the leader of the men in black robes jumped towards the hidden spring.
"Looking for death! Don't you know what kind of power the Demon Clan is famous for?"
Anquan snorted coldly and stepped forward without hesitation.
Boom!
The fists of the two collided, and the explosive force caused the ground beneath both sides to crack and collapse, and the splashing momentum knocked everyone around them away.
What is unbelievable is that the hidden spring also flew out upside down.
But this mysterious man in black robe only took a step or two back.