Feng Yan looked at the people who were fighting back at all costs and smiled solemnly, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he quickly shot out the spear in his hand.
Bang! Bang! The other Demon God Palace elders and guards who were blocking these demonic soldiers also launched an offensive together.
All kinds of demon energy exploded in the sky, crushing towards the demon soldiers who struggled to resist.
Faced with the raging power of that layer of demonic energy, everyone's offensive collapsed instantly. Although they worked together and had the help of magical weapons, the gap between them and Feng Yan was too big after all.
The gap between the demonic power of ordinary demons and the half-step tribulation realm cannot be made up by relying on magic weapons.
Bang! The attack finally collapsed, everyone's bodies were shaken, and immediately they all retreated in confusion as if they had been hit hard.
All of them couldn't help but feel sweet in their throats, and blood emerged from the corners of their mouths.
Huh! But before everyone could suppress the shock in their bodies, Feng Yan's figure appeared behind the bald demon soldier as fast as lightning. Obviously, he planned to end this battle as soon as possible.
"careful!"
When the Wine King saw this, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted hurriedly.
When the demonic power surged in the body of the bald demon soldier, he also discovered Feng Yan coming towards her. However, due to exhaustion, he could no longer dodge at all and could only see Feng Yan's sharp sword.
, rushing towards him as fast as thunder.
At this moment, he felt extremely hopeless and unwilling. If he had just fought to death with the demon on the way to protect his bodyguard, then he would have died a worthy death.
Now he was killed by the people of the Demon God Palace who they respected the most in the past. It was like being completely betrayed by the elder he trusted most in his heart and stabbed him twice. He felt the same as dying in the hands of such a person. He really couldn't bear it.
willingly.
Bang! But just when the finger of wind was about to fall on the body of the bald demon soldier, a powerful impact hit him and suddenly knocked his body away.
The person who knocked him away was the King of Wine. The body of the King of Wine appeared in the place where the bald demon soldier had been, but he had no time to avoid it.
Then Feng Yan's fierce attack was to cut off his wrist without mercy.
Tsk! Blood spurted out.
Immediately, a scream came from the King of Wine's mouth, and his left hand was cut off directly. His body was twitching violently due to the severe pain, and then he staggered back in embarrassment, his steps unsteady.
"Walk!"
The Wine King covered his bleeding arm and shouted at the stunned bald demon soldier.
"What a touching scene."
Blood dripped from Feng Yan's palm. He looked at this scene with a smile. He said he was moved, but his eyes were as cold as a knife. Immediately, he moved and faced the bald demon soldier again.
"asshole!"
The wine-nosed demon soldier cursed angrily, then gritted his teeth and rushed forward, blocking him in front of the bald demon soldier. However, the pain all over his body caused the demonic energy to roar, and he punched Feng Yan.
When Feng Yan saw this, he didn't show any mercy. He hit the fist of the alcoholic-nosed demon soldier with a punch as fast as Ben Lei.
Click.
Terrible power surged forward, and the arms of the wine-nosed demon soldier instantly twisted, his bones made a cracking sound, and his body flew backwards, blood spurting out wildly.
The bald demon soldier looked at the two people who were seriously injured trying to protect him in the blink of an eye, and the dignified man's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
At the same time, when the bald demon soldiers were completely defeated, on the other side, Jiang Biehe and Jiu Wang's bodies were covered with blood, but their eyes were still fierce, even when they were being crushed.
situation, but they did not give up at all. At this moment, each of them activated the demonic power in their bodies to the extreme, launching wave after wave of attacks against the demon king in front of them.
However, their offensive did not have much effect.
Each time, they only received an indifferent palm from the Demon Lord, and then the two of them were shocked back again and again, and the blood on their bodies became increasingly scarlet.
That scene made people feel very desperate just watching it.
At this time, in the world, there was a constant sound of breaking wind, and silhouettes of people stood and looked in the sky in the distance, their eyes fixed on the battle that broke out here.
Obviously, these are experts from all sides who arrived quickly because they were relatively close to this place.
And when they saw the almost one-sided battle in front of them, each of them couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It seemed that the Hurricane Demon Corps was going to be completely wiped out today.
This is really a pity. The Hurricane Demon Corps has always had a good reputation over the years, and there has never been any mistakes in the various treasures they are responsible for protecting.
It would be a pity if it just disappeared.
However, although I sighed, no one gave me a helping hand. Facing this group, which is now considered the most powerful combination in the Demon God Continent, the Demon God's disciple Yao Zun personally led people to arrest them. I'm afraid there are not many people.
Have the guts to challenge them.
"Pfft."
Two mouthfuls of blood spat out from the mouths of Jiang Biehe and Jiu Wang. They looked at the demon king in front of them who had always been calm and calm with a flat smile. They couldn't help but grit their teeth. They also discovered the bald demon soldiers on their side.
Defeated, but powerless.
The eyes of both of them were a little blood red at this moment. Their pride and dignity were trampled to pieces at this moment. They originally thought that after so many years of practice, they had made great progress now, but no.
Thinking that they are still so weak, they don't even have the strength to protect their companions.
"It seems that you are very sad."
The Demon Lord smiled slightly and said: "Actually, if you want to blame it, just blame Xun Yin. He is the cause of everything. If he hadn't been smart, you wouldn't have to endure this humiliation."
The Demon Lord's words were three times more poisonous than his actions. Not only did he want to trample Jiang Bie and them under his feet, trampling on their dignity wantonly, but he also wanted them to turn this humiliation into hatred and pass it on to Xun Yin.
Go on your body.
"Although you are a disciple of the Demon God, there is still a gap between you and Xunyin."
However, facing his heart-breaking words, Jiang Biehe grinned, and the blood on the corner of his mouth made him look a little ferocious.
"What did you say?"
The Demon Lord's eyes gradually became slightly colder.
"Because you are always just one person and no one will believe you. Even your fellow team members will abandon you once they encounter similar troubles, but we will not abandon Xunyin.
Although we only met by chance, our short time together has already made us completely believe in his character.
Now we are not only acquaintances, but also partners who share life and death and can entrust our lives to each other."
Jiang Biehe said with a mocking smile.
"So, you are not as good as Xun Yin after all. Even if he doesn't have a master like a demon god, he is still stronger than you!"
"hehe."
The Demon Lord smiled softly, shook his head, and said: "Who cares about the trust of some useless people? Your so-called trust is ridiculously fragile in the face of strength."
Regarding what he said, the Demon Lord didn't take it to heart at all. Although it was unpleasant to hear, he never even cared about the lives of those weak people, so how could he care about what they said?
I remember that in those days, in order to seek a better way of life, he blindly tried to please the demon gods, but even his parents and clansmen were all killed. What did this mean?
.
When the Demon Lord finished speaking, his expression turned completely cold, and a murderous intent flashed across his eyes, and then he said slowly: "So, you should stop here.
Remember, it was Xun Yin who killed you."
Whoa! When he finished the last word, his figure had disappeared like a ghost in mid-air.
Jiang Biehe and Jiu Wang also sensed the incomparable danger, and they immediately retreated in unison.
However, the moment they retreated suddenly, a vague shadow suddenly appeared among them, and then the cold palm fell on their throats like an eagle's claw.
Bang! The next moment, their bodies were suddenly violently attacked by the Demon Lord.
Then they were pressed heavily on the steep mountain wall, the rock behind them cracked, and the two of them spurted out another mouthful of blood. The demonic energy around them fluctuated, and they were extremely depressed.
In front of them, the Demon Lord stood expressionless in the air, pinching their throats with his two palms, making them unable to move.
On the other side, Feng Yan looked at the bald demon soldier with a smile on his face and said softly: "Is there anyone still protecting you now?"
Phew! As soon as he finished speaking, his figure also rushed out quickly and pointed directly at the bald demon soldier.
The bald demon soldier clenched his silver teeth, and the demonic power in his body was pushed to the extreme. At this time, he could only try his best to fight Feng Yan.
He held the magic ax in his hand and struck forward fiercely.
Boom! The sharp spear hit the magic ax heavily, and the terrifying power spurted out, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.
The bald demon soldier trembled, and the demon ax in his hand was directly knocked away.
Whoa! Feng Yan got close to the bald demon soldier. He smiled slightly, but his smile was full of coldness. He immediately slapped out a palm, and the power of the demonic energy surged and tore the sky.
"it's over!"
As Feng Yan's cold voice came, the bald demon soldier also closed his eyes in despair.
Boom! However, just when Feng Yan's palm was about to land on the chest of the bald demon soldier, suddenly a violent thunder sounded from the sky and the earth, and Feng Yan's complexion also changed violently.
A golden flame tore through the sky, suddenly coming from afar.
With the dual power of thunder and lightning, it struck Feng Yan's body at an indescribable speed, amidst the astonished gazes in the world.
Bang! This scene seemed to be played in slow motion. Everyone was dumbfounded as Feng Yan's body was shot backwards, and finally landed on the ground. Amidst the huge roar, the ground collapsed. It was huge.
The cracks spread like a spider web.
After the golden flame knocked Feng Yan away, it didn't disappear or stay. Instead, in front of everyone's surprised eyes, it rushed straight down and turned into a huge fist with golden flames in the air.
A merciless punch hit Feng Yan's chest hard, who couldn't avoid it.
Of course, Feng Yan was not able to escape this blow. He was hit hard directly, and then his pupils dilated rapidly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ground beneath him collapsed again.
He roared and tried to struggle, but a palm flashing with golden flames directly covered his throat, and at the same time, his struggle suddenly froze.
The golden flames in front of him began to fade away little by little, and finally, a slender figure appeared in front of him. It was a handsome face, but at this time, the face was filled with ferocious murderous intent.
"Xunyin!"
A series of exclamations of exclamation suddenly sounded across the sky and the earth.
