Chapter 1442 Surrounded by the demons outside the territory, the last battle
At this moment, an extraterrestrial demon stepped forward under the awed gazes of the surrounding demons.
His eyes swept over the four Yang Jian people who were surrounded. The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, and he said proudly: "Yang Jian, Nezha, Dao Yuanzi, Chen Xin, you four damn guys, none of you will leave today.
No!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Yang Jian and the four others were extremely ugly.
They had previously wondered why these extraterrestrial demons were so smart today and had gathered so many quasi-sages to besiege them. The co-author was the one called by this guy.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help but let out a breath, shook the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and said: "Eighth Prince, right? You couldn't survive a hundred moves at my hands yesterday, but you dare to fight me again."
At this point, Yang Jian has nothing to do.
The only hope is to capture the eighth prince of the extraterrestrial demon clan.
Only with the existence of the latter can he threaten those extraterrestrial demons, and it is possible for the four of him to escape from here.
Hearing this, the expression on the eighth prince's face became extremely ugly.
For no other reason than for the latter to tell his dark history in front of his subordinates, this made him feel extremely embarrassed.
Thinking of this, murderous intent burst out in the eyes of the Eighth Prince, and he said, "Yang Jian, do you think that this prince can't really defeat you? If I hadn't consumed too much yesterday, how would you have been able to take advantage of your sneak attack?"
Hearing this, Yang Jian and the other two men immediately cast contemptuous looks on their faces.
Yesterday, the eighth prince came to trouble in a hurry, but was severely suppressed by Yang Jian. If it were not for several quasi-holy extraterrestrial demons who forcibly rescued him, the eighth prince would have died three times in yesterday's battle.
Under the sharp two-edged sword.
But now the latter is actually telling lies with his eyes open. Although they know that this is because the latter does not want to damage his own momentum, such shameless remarks still make Yang Jian and the others look down upon him.
Nezha curled his lips and mocked nonchalantly: "What a shameless eighth prince, a coward who doesn't even dare to admit defeat. You can tell from you that your extraterrestrial demons are such shameless existences."
As soon as these words came out, the Eighth Prince looked ugly, and behind him, a dozen extraterrestrial demons and quasi-sages showed their murderous intent.
Of course they knew that the eighth prince's words just now were sophistry, but they didn't pay much attention to it. After all, the latter was the prince and it was not for them to say anything.
But now Nezha not only insulted the Eighth Prince, but also insulted them, and even insulted the entire extraterrestrial demon tribe, which made them unable to calm down.
Almost instantly, three quasi-sages rushed out from the group of demons from outside the territory and attacked Nezha from three directions, shouting angrily: "You dogs of heaven, since you dare to shamelessly insult our warriors, you must die."
Seeing this, Nezha didn't seem to be afraid.
I saw him swaying, using his three-headed and six-armed magical powers. He held the red tassel spear, the Qiankun Circle, the Huntian Ling and other innate spiritual treasures, and directly attacked him.
Zheng——
Zheng——
Weapons clashed, and four figures fought together in mid-air.
Nezha was fighting against three, and although he was quite embarrassed, he did not lose at all. For a time, the four figures were fighting vigorously, and no one could do anything.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this scene, the eighth prince clenched his fists, and the flames of jealousy burned in his eyes.
Nezha was only at the early stage of quasi-sage cultivation, but the latter could fight one against three without losing any of his strength, but he himself couldn't even stop one. Such a huge gap made the eighth prince want to kill Nezha.
Soon, but he also knew very well that with his own ability, there was no such possibility, and what he resented most in his heart was Yang Jian, who almost killed him yesterday.
Thinking of this, the Eighth Prince stretched out his hand and pulled out a long sword filled with demonic aura and pointed it at Yang Jian. Dao Yuanzi and Chen Xin said, "Kill me, the prince. Whoever kills that bastard Yang Jian, I will go back and invite him."
My father gave him a promotion!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the quasi-sacred extraterrestrial demons behind the Eighth Prince suddenly lit up.
Promotion equals rights, and no outsider can refuse rights.
Almost instantly, the eight quasi-sages rushed out at the same time, aiming directly at Yang Jian, even ignoring the existence of Dao Yuanzi and Chen Xin.
At this moment, they only have one thought in their hearts: "Kill Yang Jian and be promoted to power!"
"Damn it, these guys actually dare to look down on me!"
This scene immediately made Dao Yuanzi and Chen Xin unhappy.
After all, I am a strong person in the Quasi-Saint Stage, and I am also a young master-level existence from a big force. Now, to be ignored by a passerby, it is simply intolerable.
The next second, Dao Yuanzi and Chen Xin rushed out.
I saw two people, one on the left and one on the right, as the momentum burst out from their bodies, and two powerful forces of law swept across them.
Almost instantly, the two of them blocked all eight quasi-sages.
Not only that, because of their anger, Dao Yuanzi and Chen Xin exploded crazily at this moment. Instead of falling into a weak position due to their small number, they fought with a ferocious force and suppressed eight quasi-holy level extraterrestrial demons.
Get away.
This sudden scene immediately stunned the eighth prince.
In order to surround and kill Yang Jian, he mobilized twelve quasi-sages. He thought it was a sure thing, but now?
Just three guys who had never been noticed by him blocked all the quasi-sages he brought, and even...
Before the eighth prince could come to his senses, Yang Jian also came to his senses at this moment.
He knew very well that although the fighting power of Dao Yuanzi and Chen Xin was strong, it was only temporary, and even Nezha was the same. There was still a big risk in one-on-three.
Once again, he was in crisis.
The eyes between the eyebrows opened and locked directly on the Eighth Prince. The three-pointed two-edged sword shook, and a killing aura burst out. With the law of killing fully erupted, Yang Jian carried the three-pointed two-edged sword and killed the Eighth Prince, shouting in a low voice.
: "Trash, you will definitely die today!"
"Damn it!"
Seeing Yang Jian's attack, the eighth prince's eyes suddenly flashed with panic.
Thinking of the scene of the battle between himself and Yang Jian yesterday, he quickly grasped the magic sword and gritted his teeth and said: "You bastards, let me quickly deal with the enemy in front of you. If you can't kill Yang Jian today, let alone have no hope of promotion, you all have to
Accept the punishment from this prince!"
After saying that, the eighth prince did not dodge, picked up the magic sword and killed Yang Jian.
In an instant, the figures of Yang Jian and the Eighth Prince collided in mid-air.
Zheng——
Zheng——
The swords collided and Yang Jian exploded. The Eighth Prince retreated steadily and was no match for him.
On the other hand, the extraterrestrial demons on the other side were also going crazy at this moment. The Eighth Prince's words made them not dare to hesitate at all. They exploded one by one, and Nezha, Dao Yuanzi and Chen Xin suddenly fell into complete passivity.
However, after gaining suppression, they did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the enemy. Instead, they sent one person from three battlefields to rush to the aid of the Eighth Prince, which shows the importance of the Eighth Prince.