Chapter 267 No matter what you fight, if I lose a hair, I will lose
There is no light from the sun and the moon, and the sky is dim and the earth is dark.
As the most powerful person in the demon world, Demon Zunzhenglou's demonic energy surges into the sky and the earth shakes when he attacks.
The duel he was waiting for was ruined time and time again, which completely consumed his remaining patience.
His anger will burn everything in the world before it can be extinguished!
When he saw Yang Jian holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, he had no interest in knowing who it was. In his heart, he was just another ant blocking him.
The eagle's claws looked towards Yang Jian.
Bloody and ferocious demonic energy shot out from the eagle's claws.
Yang Jian looked solemn and worried for a while.
I saw him gently waving the three-pointed two-edged sword, and a wave of air emitted from the blade.
The demonic energy dissipated instantly when it encountered this air wave, like ice and snow melting, disappearing between heaven and earth.
Seeing that his attack was easily dealt with by Yang Jian, Mo Zunzunlou heard an eagle cry resounding in the sky.
With a wave of its wings, a strong wind was formed, sending sand and rocks flying, and the soul was in ecstasy.
Those sharp claws that could grasp jade like tofu were pointed directly at Yang Jian's chest, trying to take out his heart!
The three-pointed two-edged sword was raised, Yang Jian lightly smashed it to the ground, and a powerful wave of air burst out from his body.
This wave of air directly blew away the strong wind that hit Yang Jian, and also blew away the demonic energy emanating from Mozunzunlou, making Mozunzunlou's body unstable and almost falling.
Mo Zunlou regained his balance in embarrassment and faced Yang Jian. He had never been so serious.
"Who is your Excellency?! I have never heard that there is a strong person like you in the world!"
Yang Jian remained silent and looked at Mo Zunzunlou quietly. How could a mere bird deserve to ask his name?!
Demon Lord Lou felt like he was being ignored. This was a situation he had never encountered since he became Demon Lord. As a Demon Lord, who would not be afraid of being heard?
"Hmph! I want to see how strong you are. How dare you do this to me?"
A strong fighting spirit and a kind of anger broke out in Demon Zunzhenglou. Even General Feipeng, the most powerful man in the God Realm, would not dare to do this to him.
A mere unknown person really thinks that his title of Demon Lord is for nothing!
Endless demonic energy erupted from his body again, and the black demonic energy swallowed everything.
The arm blade on the demon king's arm popped out, and his body turned into a cold light hidden in the black demonic energy, quickly shrouding Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's expression did not change, he was counting the time in his heart, and allowed the demonic energy to engulf him.
However, when the demonic energy was about to approach Yang Jian, there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking the intrusion of the demonic energy, preventing it from advancing even half a step further.
"In the Lower Demon Respect Building, you are qualified to know my name because of your strength. It is your honor to lose to me."
The sound came from all directions, coupled with the interference of the demonic energy, making people confused about his figure.
"Oh? That's really Yang Jian's honor." Yang Jian said mockingly.
A majestic quasi-sage actually made a little demon look down on him. Fortunately, it was not his own world, otherwise he would definitely kill him immediately.
Let the world know that the dignity of the strong cannot be offended!
After all, what matters when you reach a certain level of strength is reputation. If you are submissive to a little demon, how will a strong man who is also a quasi-sage view himself?
But since it's not your own world and no one knows your identity, you don't care.
In addition, depending on the situation, this little demon calls himself the Demon Lord and seems to have a certain status in this world. It is not a big deal if he delays a little.
Mo Zunzunlou is full of fighting spirit, and his purpose in coming to the human world is to find General Feipeng to satisfy his desire to fight.
Now a strong man suddenly appeared in the human world. It was too late for him to be happy, but in his heart Feipeng was the only opponent he admired.
Bloody energy wrapped around the arm blade, Demon Zunzhenglou flapped his wings, and his body silently shot towards Yang Jian.
The demonic energy also split into two wherever the arm blade touched, and then gathered again.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Yang Jian, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and his arm blade slashed hard towards his chest.
Yang Jian did not dodge or dodge, Mo Zunzunlou did not dare to be careless, and was always on guard against Yang Jian's counterattack.
When his arm blade touched Yang Jian's scales, his expression changed, and the expected counterattack did not appear.
He felt like he was splitting a mountain with a knife.
Mo Zhenglou looked at Yang Jian in disbelief, seeing that he was smiling but not smiling, and his cold eyes were without any emotion.
He could even feel that to Yang Jian, his attack was like a flying insect crashing into his body.
Who cares about a tiny flying insect?
A feeling appeared in Mo Zunzunlou's heart. This was a feeling that he had long forgotten. A strong sense of humiliation filled his heart.
He has always looked down upon others, but today he was ignored.
However, the strength he showed did qualify him for this, and his attacks could not cause any harm to him.
"Who is your Excellency? I have never heard that there is such a powerful person in the world. Even if the Emperor of Heaven comes to face my attack, he will not change his face."
Mo Zhenglou cautiously distanced himself from Yang Jian and said coldly.
At this moment, Mo Zunzunlou's thoughts were like lightning. A nameless strong man who had never appeared suddenly appeared in the world. Something terrible must have happened in these six realms.
"I'm just a passer-by. I can't see it and I'm just trying to get justice."
Yang Jian said loudly, and at the same time he was still a little anxious in his heart. He had never felt why time passed so slowly.
"Fighting injustice?"
Mo Zunzunlou sneered after hearing this. He didn't believe Yang Jian's statement.
"You are here for General Feipeng, I'm warning you, he is my target!"
Yang Jian felt a little ridiculous when he heard this, but he didn't immediately go up and slap him in the face.
"General Feipeng? Who is he? I only know Marshal Tianpeng..." Yang Jian said.
Marshal Canopy?
who is he?
"It's just that he is a pig now." Yang Jian's voice sounded again.
Mo Zunzunlou still didn’t know that he was being played by Yang Jian.
He was furious.
Mo Zunzunlou has determined that this unknown strong man is here for General Feipeng and insults him like this.
If General Feipeng is a pig, then where will he be who regards him as his lifelong rival?
The blades of both arms unfolded again, and Demon Zunzhenglou's momentum exploded again, and the entire human world trembled because of his power.
Yang Jian looked at it as if it was nothing and opened the chat group casually. He already knew the upper limit of the attack of the demon Zunzunlou.
Even if he stood here and let him attack, he might not be able to knock off his hair.
Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed, and he felt that he was so stupid for wasting so much time.
He felt his face getting hot, and he was extremely embarrassed when he saw the messages in the group.
Yang Jian picked up the three-pointed double-edged sword and struck it at the Demon Respecting Tower. A terrifying sword energy that could cut off the heaven and earth flew toward the Demon Respecting Tower.
Mo Zunzunlou felt a chill in his heart. The terror of life and death enveloped him. He had nowhere to hide and nowhere to find, as if his life had reached its final moment.