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Chapter 600

Crash! In mid-air, the giant spear and the devil's hand exploded with a bang, the devil's energy went crazy, and water droplets poured out, dripping from the sky, forming a majestic heavy rain.

Silence! There is silence along the Hanjiang River, except for the sound of rain that fills the sky and the earth.

Everyone raised their heads and looked into the distant sky, where the demonic energy was like clouds and quickly swept over them.

In the depths of the terrifying demonic cloud, three terrifying figures with monstrous demonic flames came out of the sky step by step.

Mu Feng's face darkened. He could tell at a glance that these three figures exuded astonishing demonic intent. They were cruel and evil, and their auras were very powerful.

"Three high-level demon kings of the Evil Demon Sect..." Mu Feng instantly remembered what Buddha King Kongchen had said to Yan Yuhuan.

They once said that this time the Hunsha and the Jinyan royal family attacked Hanjiang Temple because the Shamo Sect had the intention behind it.

Moreover, the Evil Demon Sect will send three high-level demon kings this time, and now it seems that they are all right.

Among the three figures with monstrous demonic flames, the first one was an old man with a haggard appearance and a black face.

This person was holding a embarrassed figure in his hand. Mu Feng looked at it and was shocked to find that this person was none other than King Thunder Martial, who had one of his arms chopped off and fled in embarrassment.

"Kongchen, Kongji! The Lord of the Evil Sect has arrived, why don't you surrender?"

The Evil Soul Martial King showed a proud look in his eyes. He defeated the golden Sanskrit words blasted by Kongchen Buddha King with one palm. He jumped up and retreated to the side of the three evil evil sect demon kings.

"The evil spirit comes to see the three adults!"

Xiehun knelt on his knees in front of the three people, kowtowed several times, and said respectfully.

"Hmph! Evil Soul, you Soul Souls did things badly. Not only did you fail to capture Hanjiang Temple, but you also killed the Poison Soul. Do you know your guilt?"

The leader, the old man with a blue and black face, snorted coldly, which frightened Xiehun and kowtowed again to apologize.

"Get up! It's not too late to make amends!"

After the old man with a green face finished speaking, his cold eyes fell on Mu Feng and said: "Half-step Martial King, but you can hurt the third-level Martial King! It's interesting, but it's a pity that you dare to block the way of my Evil Demon Sect, then...

There is only death!”

Mu Feng's face was solemn. These three high-level demon kings were too powerful, especially the old man who led them. He had the strongest demon flames and the strongest strength, and they had murderous intentions towards him.

If any one of these three people attacks him, Mu Feng will definitely die.

"Haha! Mr. Yuan, as long as I'm here, you can't kill him!"

On the awning boat, Yan Yuhuan gave a long laugh, tapped his right foot, and appeared in front of Mu Feng as if teleporting.

A pair of sharp eyes pierced the three high-level demon kings through the bamboo hat.

"Killing the Martial Emperor Yan Yuhuan?"

The moment the three demons saw Yan Yuhuan, their expressions suddenly changed, and fear was evident in the depths of their eyes.

"Jie Jie Jie! Emperor Yan Wu, we advise you not to meddle in other people's business! Although you were once the Emperor Wu, unfortunately you are not much better than us now. If you stand out and are killed by us, I am afraid you will

Your former reputation has been ruined!"

Yuan Lao Mo's eyes flickered and Jie Jie sneered.

"Old Mo Yuan! When I was at the peak of Zongheng, you were still playing in the mud! Just the three of you still want to kill me?"

Yan Yuhuan's face was expressionless, and he stepped lightly with his right foot, and a terrifying wave of killing suddenly swept away with him as the center.

In an instant, the entire sky was filled with terrifying killing energy.

"Ninth level Martial King?

Your meridians are all broken, it has been so many years, why is your cultivation not retreating but advancing?"

The faces of the three demons headed by Yuan Laomo changed completely. The murderous aura erupted by Yan Yuhuan was really terrifying.

Although the three of them are all high-level demon kings, one of them, Mr. Yuan, has a cultivation level similar to that of Yan Yuhuan. He is a ninth-level demon king, while the other two are eighth-level demon kings.

Such a lineup is naturally more than enough to deal with the ninth-level Martial King.

But Yuan Laomo knew that Yan Yuhuan was something special. He was a powerful Martial Emperor at his peak. Although his cultivation level had declined, his realm was still there.

Yan Yuhuan, who is also a ninth-level Martial King, is stronger than him, a ninth-level demon king.

"Get out! Otherwise you will die!"

Yan Yuhuan's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the sky and making everyone's ears buzz.

Yuan Laomo's face was extremely ugly. He had actually known that Yan Yuhuan was at Hanjiang Temple for a long time, but he didn't care.

In his opinion, Yan Yuhuan's meridians are all broken and his strength is reduced to ten percent, so he must be far inferior to them.

But now, the plan has failed to keep up with the changes, and Yan Yuhuan's strength has actually recovered to some extent, and he has even reached the ninth level of Martial King.

"Emperor Yanwu! On behalf of the Evil Demon Sect, we will give you a face. We will not kill Hanjiang Temple, but the demon soldiers sealed in Hanjiang Temple must be handed over to us!"

Yuan Laomo's eyes were gloomy and his tone was much gentler. After all, he did not dare to start a war with Yan Yuhuan easily.

Yan Yuhuan sneered again and again, and stepped forward with the sole of his foot. The terrifying momentum burst out like a mountain, abyss or sea, pressing against the three demons.

The three demons headed by Yuan Laomo shrank their pupils and burst out with their own aura, resisting Yan Yuhuan's aura.

"Who do you think you are?

Are you qualified to give me face?"

Yan Yuhuan stepped forward step by step, his momentum becoming more and more terrifying, and the murderous intent rising into the sky, making people tremble with fear.

Yuan Laomo's face was extremely gloomy, he knew that this battle was unavoidable.

Even though he didn't want to face Yan Yuhuan, he didn't want to give up the demon soldiers in Hanjiang Temple.

"Thunder Martial King! Break Hanjiang Temple at all costs. I know you still have helpers!"

"If you don't capture Hanjiang Temple today, I, the Evil Demon Sect, will not let you go. Not only will I kill you, but the entire Jinyan royal family will be exterminated!"

Old Demon Yuan coldly threw King Thunder Martial aside, and after threatening him, he led the two Demon Kings and rushed towards Yan Yuhuan desperately.

Boom! Just heard a terrifying explosion, four figures hit each other hard, and it seemed as if there was an unprecedented explosion in the world.

"kill!"

Yan Yuhuan's voice was cold, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura soaring into the sky, like a god of murder, whoever stood in his way would be killed.

The three of them, Yuan Laomo, were so fierce that they fought with Yan Yuhuan and soared to the nine heavens.

Viewed from the ground, the four figures could only be vaguely seen, but the power caused by their battle was much greater than that of Mu Feng, Thunder Martial King and others.

Thunder Martial King's face was gloomy and he looked at Mu Feng fearfully.

He knew that now he had to fight. The Demonic Demon Sect was not something he could afford to offend. If he really violated Yuan Laomo's will, the Jinyan royal family would be doomed.

"Where are the three king masters?"

Thunder Martial King shouted loudly, and suddenly, three figures came from the crowd in the distance.

These three people are all wearing wide robes. It can be seen from the symbols on the robes that they are the spiritual formation, elixir and spiritual craftsman king masters respectively.

Mu Feng's eyes fell on the spiritual formation king master among the three, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, recognizing the latter at a glance.

This spiritual formation king master was the ancient one who first appeared in Jinchan Ridge with King Xuefeng Wu.

Gu Zizi also noticed Mu Feng's gaze, and his expression froze, slightly unnatural.


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