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However, it would be somewhat exaggerated to resist the Demon King's stepping force, after all, Fang Zhengzhi didn't think that he was a "nail" that could poke a hole in the Demon King's hooves.

Demon King, an existence whose physical strength is more powerful than that of the saint.

Run, can't run away.

Hard to resist, equally unbearable.

What to do?

Fang Zhengzhi now had the illusion that he was about to hang, and at this moment, a figure also appeared in front of his eyes, the blood-red light wrapped around the figure's body, and the ink-colored costume fluttered in the night wind.

"Yan Xiu?" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly startled in his heart, his eyes looked at Yan Xiu who was rushing over, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant.

The hooves on the top of his head were getting closer and closer, but Yan Xiu rushed over at this time, of course, it couldn't be that he didn't see it, so the reason could only be one point, that is, to push himself out.

Fang Zhengzhi wanted to stop.

However, it was too late, because Yan Xiu had already arrived in front of him, with a hint of perseverance on his indifferent face, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Without the slightest hesitation, he slapped his palm towards him.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the Evil King finally stepped on one foot, and the strong city wall shattered completely under this foot, and the cracks spread rapidly.

"Boom!"

The wall, which had been carrying countless years of history, finally collapsed with a bang, cracking a huge opening, and countless pieces of rubble splattered out.

One by one, the Northern Barbarian Army who was originally standing on the city wall also flew away at this moment, but there were still some Northern Barbarian troops who could not dodge and were hit by rubble or buried in it.

A tragic scene.

And in the midst of the tragedy, a voice also rang out violently.

"Bold Demon King, you dare to hurt my grandson!"

As the voice sounded, everyone's eyes were also focused on the black shadow in the sky, which was a figure standing directly in front of the huge body of the Evil Luo King.

Yan Qianli.

The black cloak covering Yan Qianli's body was completely gone, revealing a bright armor with six red clouds inside, and a light like blood was flowing on top of the armor.

The main thing is......

Yan Qianli's eyes have completely turned red, and there is a mass of characters on his forehead that are burning like flames, incomparably complex characters.

At this moment, a cold chill shrouded the sky.

Even though Yan Qianli was standing above the sky, the crowd below still felt a monstrous killing intent, which made them feel cold, and even made the air around Yan Qianli make a clicking sound, as if they were frozen by this coldness.

"Holy, is this holy?"

"What a powerful force this is?"

"Is Yan Xiu dead?

Feeling Yan Qianli's anger and strength, everyone's hearts were shocked, and in these shocks, they all thought of the scene just now.

Yan Xiu seemed to rush over at the last moment.

What happened to the results?

No one could see clearly, because, as the walls crumbled, the thick dust and rubble blocked their view, so that they could not see what was going on in the field.

"Fang Zhengzhi, Yan Xiu, shameless guy, are you dead?" Pingyang obviously didn't pay attention to the changes in Yan Qianli in the sky, her eyes were more focused on the collapsed city wall.

Shan Yu's attention was also focused on the dust, but instead of shouting like Pingyang, she rushed into the dust quickly.

At the same time, Yan Qianli in the sky also moved.

As soon as his fists tightened, he rushed directly towards the Evil Luo King, as fast as lightning, like a red meteor that streaked across the sky.

"Bang!" a dull voice sounded.

Yan Qianli's fist slammed directly into the middle of the two corners of the Evil Luo King, a very direct punch, a punch with anger and red light, almost no tricks.

"Whew!" came out of the Evil King's mouth, and his body was tilted, and the feet that had been raised again looked like they were standing unsteadily.

This also made his eyes with a turquoise glow widen a little wider, and he seemed to be a little incredulous.

A human saint.

was able to make him almost unsteady on his feet with one punch, how could the Evil Luo King believe it?

"It's so strong!"

"You're actually fighting the Demon King?!"

"Moreover, it made the demon king almost fall?"

No one dared to believe it, and no one would have thought that Yan Qianli would actually use his fists to fight against the evil Luo King who had incarnated as a demon, which was tantamount to using his own weaknesses to compete with the strength of the demon king.

However, Yan Qianli did so.

And......

After a palm blasted out, Yan Qianli obviously had no intention of stopping, and a pair of fists rained towards the head of the Evil Luo King.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A shocking sound came, and Yan Qianli didn't have any more nonsense in his mouth, he just opened his cold fangs like an angry lion.

One punch, another punch!

The Evil Luo King's eyes finally widened, and his mouth continued to let out a roar of rage, and the two huge golden curved horns shook vigorously.

Streams of golden brilliance flowed on the golden horns, and it looked like it was almost angry.

However, Yan Qianli didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, let alone stopping, feeling like crazy, ignoring the golden horn that stabbed him.

Seeing the golden corners getting closer and closer, everyone's eyes widened.

But at this moment, the golden corner suddenly stopped, and stopped for no reason, as if it was forcibly pulled by something.

At the same time, Yan Qianli's diagonal kick also kicked the head of the Evil Luo King.

This time, the Evil Luo King's body finally couldn't support it, and a heavy breath erupted from his nose, slamming it on the ground.

With a "boom", the huge body of the already broken city wall collapsed again, revealing a huge pit full of cracks.

Dust swept up.

And the figure in the sky wrapped in red light was still standing in the air, staring at the evil king who had fallen to the ground with a pair of red eyes.

"Knocked down!"

"Actually knocked down the Demon King?!"

"It's too strong, is this sacred? However, even if it is a holy, it is impossible to compete with the demon king physically, right? Yan Qianli, he ...... How the hell did he do it?"

A shocking scene, whether it was the Northern Barbarian Army or the Broken Mountain Army, their eyes widened when they saw such a scene.

Battle of the Mighty.

This is the real battle of the strongest.

The battle between the saint and the demon king, however, turned out to be a physical hard encounter, which was different from what everyone imagined, but it was even more shocking.

And behind the body of the Evil Luo King, there was still a person standing at this moment.

The golden light enveloped his body, and the wide robes danced in the night wind, and the thin body looked so weak and not frightened.

However, everyone knew that it was this thin body that had stopped the pair of golden curved horns just now.

Prince Li.

This prince of the West Mountain of the Sun Tomb, although he has not stepped into the holy level like Yan Qianli, his strength is also shocking.

A saint, a half-saint who is only one step away from stepping into a saint, this is a shocking battle, and it is a second war that almost everyone will not see.

"Old man Yan, don't be brutal, this is the Demon King, not something you can deal with alone!" Prince Li looked at Yan Qianli, who was still standing in the sky, and his expression was a little helpless.

Of course, he also saw the scene just now, Yan Xiu rushed into the hooves of the Evil Luo King at the last moment, and he knew Yan Qianli's character better than anyone else.

Not only is it short-sighted, but also domineering.

However, standing in front of him is the real demon king, and at the moment of national disaster, if he loses his calm again, the consequences may be really unimaginable.

"Nonsense, it's my grandson who is dead now, the Bold Demon King, give back my grandson's life!" Yan Qian then didn't pay attention to Prince Li, but rushed down again, wrapped in blood-red light all over his body.

"Old man Yan, no!" Prince Li looked at Yan Qianli who rushed down again, and his eyes also showed an extremely eager light.

However, it was too late.

At the moment when Yan Qianli rushed down, the Evil Luo King who fell to the ground also raised his head again, and two rays of light shot out of his two turquoise eyes, shooting towards Yan Qianli who rushed down.

"Boom!"

The red light collides with the green light.

The ground began to shake, cracks cracked open from the ground, and huge stones flew out of the ground, and then were twisted into powder by the explosion of air.

When the Northern Barbarians standing on the city wall saw this scene, they all scattered and retreated, but there were still some people who were swept into the air by the air wave and turned into ashes in a moment.

The battle between the saint and the demon king.

Even if you are standing on the ground, you are still affected.

"Hurry up and take Master Su to go first!" A strong man in black who was surrounding Xing Yuanguo looked at the wave of qi that had swept over, and immediately shouted.

"Yes!" several Northern barbarians immediately responded.

"Since you're here, why don't you stay?" Xing Yuanguo looked at the few sergeants who quickly helped Su Qing to retreat, and his eyes also flashed with purple light.

"Hou Ye, let's worry about myself first. Several black-clothed powerhouses didn't hesitate any longer, and their bodies lit up with light one after another, and they quickly attacked towards Xingyuan Kingdom.

Now the battle has been white-hot, the city wall has been destroyed, and it is impossible for the mountain-breaking army inside the city and the Yanyun cavalry outside to come up in a short period of time.

Then, of course, this is the best time to kill a distant country.

"Ben Hou wants to see, what can you do with Ben Hou?" Xing Yuanguo's body also lit up with purple light, and instead of retreating, he rushed directly towards the nearest black-clothed powerhouse.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

Several figures intertwined, pulling up a new battle on the shattered walls.

And Prince Li didn't have the energy to notice what was happening on the city wall at all now, his eyes were completely on Yan Qianli's body.

"Old man Yan, you're not dead, are you?"

"Death, what kind of joke, what can the little demon king do to me?" Yan Qianli's voice sounded in the air waves, and then, a figure slowly appeared.

Unlike just now, the originally bright armor was now shattered, but the six red clouds on the armor's chest were still bright red as blood.

"Okay, you old man Yan, I didn't expect you to not only have a hard temper, but also have hard bones!" Prince Li seemed to be relieved when he saw Yan Qianli, who was safe and sound.

"What nonsense, not only am my bones hard, but the thing below me is harder!" Yan Qianli took a sip, and then pulled the long snow-white hair that was scattered over his shoulders.

"You are an old disrespectful thing!" Prince Li was slightly stunned, scolded, and then, his gaze quickly turned from Yan Qianli's body to the Evil Luo King.

And below, countless mountain-breaking troops and northern barbarian troops all looked at each other when they heard such a sentence, and they seemed a little speechless.

As for Yan Yunqi outside the city, he didn't have any surprised expression.

For them, Yan Qianli is the real "light" in their minds, guiding them in the direction of progress.

That's really normal.

How can a strong army not have a strong commander?

It is precisely because Yan Qianli is strong enough that he can convince them and make them invincible in the barren land of Xiliang.

Unruly, fierce and fearsome.

This is Yan Qianli, and similarly, this is Yan Yunqi.

"Roar!" the Evil King finally became angry.

Of course, there are factors in Yan Qianli's words, but more importantly, he was actually defeated, even if it was because of Prince Li's involvement in the back.

But this still made him feel a kind of humiliation, and the rich turquoise light poured out of his body, staining the pitch-black scale armor with a strange layer of turquoise.

At this moment, the body of the Evil Luo King looked like a piece of turquoise jade, crystal clear, transparent, and streams of turquoise light flowed on it.

In the next instant, the Evil King moved.

The huge body soared into the air, not a trace of clumsiness at all, but extremely fast, just in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Yan Qianli.

At the same time, a giant hoof also slapped towards the top of Yan Qianli's head.

"Hmph!" Yan Qianli snorted coldly, his figure flashed, dodging the Hoof of the Evil Luo King, and then, the person had already appeared on the top of the Evil Luo King's head again.

At the same time, a blood-red light lit up in his hand.

It was crystal clear red, like a sharp knife, and in the next moment, those crystal red rays also spread rapidly, turning into an incomparably huge blood-red net.

A large net that almost obscured the sky.

"Click, click!"

When the blood-red net was placed on the body of the Evil King, it also made a strange sound, as if it was about to cut the body of the Evil King completely.

And as the blood-red net continued to shrink, sparks flickered on the thick scale armor that shimmered with turquoise light that covered the Evil Luo King's body. (To be continued.) )