The green face and fangs, the back is covered with cold thorns, and the huge body is covered with earth, as if it is raining.

It was the wild boar-like saint-level demon that Yang Xuan had seen before.

The crowd fell into the abyss.

A saint-level demon appeared here, and when the Yang Saint was away, they were already able to encounter that terrifying ending.

Here, I'm afraid no one will live.

Qing Ying's face even lost the last relief, he suddenly turned around, stared at Yue Yao and said, "You, go!"

There are only two words, only two words, but they are full of despair and affection.

Yue Yao felt that the softest place in her heart seemed to be touched, and a smile appeared on her face, and she said, "No, there is a Xuan ......."

She originally wanted to say that there was a Xuan Sage here, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qing Ying, and said anxiously: "Yueyao, listen to me, this time we are finished, there is no hope, the power of a saint-level demon is not what you and I can imagine, a little later, I'm afraid no one here will be able to live, while it hasn't launched an attack yet, I'll cover you, leave quickly." ”

Yue Yao was moved in her heart and asked, "What about you?"

Qing Ying laughed miserably: "I'm not leaving." He didn't say any more.

Yue Yao knew what he was planning, but she gave him a calm look and said, "It's okay, we won't die, don't worry." ”

Qing Sakura was in a hurry, and was about to say something, but suddenly heard the sound of a tsunami in the mountains.

He suddenly turned his head to look, and saw that the two half-saint-level Hundred Festival Demons, one left and one right, suddenly launched an attack on Yang Xuan.

"Big brother, be careful!" Qing Sakura shouted urgently.

The wind paved the surface, blowing Yang Xuan's clothes and hunting.

When the two half-saint-level Hundred Festival Demons attacked Yang Xuan, his gaze was always fixed on the huge wild boar.

"What about your companion?" he asked.

The wild boar-like saint-level demon also seemed to recognize Yang Xuan, and a pair of giant eyes shot out a deep hatred, and the four hooves slashed the ground, and the dust flew up.

At this time, the two half-saint-level demons had already rushed in front of Yang Xuan.

Everyone stared at the changes in the field, as if they had foreseen Yang Xuan's terrible ending.

Qing Ying's eyes darkened, and she wanted to rush out before she had time to think about it, but she was pulled by Yueyao: "Look!"

After this delay, when he looked at it again, the two Hundred Festival Demons had already rushed in front of Yang Xuan.

Qing Sakura sighed, even if he rushed over now, it would be useless.

But at this moment, a huge exclamation suddenly sounded on the field.

Qing Ying was stunned for a moment, and her eyes turned to Yang Xuan.

The next moment, he saw a scene that he would never forget.

When the two Baijie Demons rushed over, the momentum was huge and overwhelming, but when they came to Yang Xuan's side, this momentum in the sky suddenly disappeared, and there was not even half of it left.

And their bodies, after a slight pause in the volley, flew upside down and fell to the ground fiercely, kicking up a cloud of dust, and they trembled and did not dare to step forward again.

Exclamations came and went.

"What's going on?"

"Am I right, God, what's going on?"

"This ...... What the hell is going on? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

At this moment, even You Zi and Yue Yao were shocked and surprised, and even a little incredulous, and they stayed in place in a daze, their faces dazed.

Mo said that they, even Yang Xuan himself, had a look of surprise on his face.

Because, he didn't make a move at all, and it wasn't him who shot away the two half-saint-level hundred festival demons at all, but the saint-level demon like a wild boar.

When the two Hundred Sect Demons rushed over, the saint-level demon suddenly came out of his hooves and kicked them out directly, and the force was so great that Yang Xuan looked at it in pain.

No one understood what was going on, and no one knew why this saint-level demon would take action against his own people, and everyone was dumbfounded.

At this moment, an extremely thick and dull voice was sent into Yang Xuan's ears.

"You are an enemy of the same level, this is respect for you, we, fight!"

This voice was transformed by spiritual power, and it was directly sent into Yang Xuan's mind, and no one heard it except Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, but also understood.

This voice was the voice of the wild boar demon, although the words did not reach the meaning, Yang Xuan still understood its meaning.

Obviously, it regarded Yang Xuan as an enemy of the same level who could be on an equal footing with him, and in order to show respect, it did not allow his subordinates to be disrespectful to Yang Xuan.

For a moment, Yang Xuan had a strange feeling in his heart, that feeling as if he was standing in front of him, not a fierce beast, but a very heroic man, although he was an enemy, he was still worthy of respect.

"Okay, let's fight!" he also sent a divine thought into the mind of the saint-level demon.

A very human flash of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the wild boar demon, and another voice came: "I, Gu Yi, challenge, you." ”

It turns out that the name of this saint-level demon is Gu Yi, of course, it is just a transliteration, not really these two words.

Yang Xuan learned his tone and said slowly: "I, Yang Xuan, agree to your challenge. ”

Gu Yi showed a satisfied look, and the momentum on his body began to rise, and for a moment, its already huge body seemed to grow again, becoming majestic like a mountain.

Everyone felt the change in momentum, although they didn't understand why it and Yang Xuan looked at each other for a long time, but they all knew that I was afraid that the big war was about to start.

There was silence before the battle, but the battle in the huge camp continued unabated, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

At this moment, a figure flew over from afar, and the big figure on his body dragged out a long afterimage.

Someone said happily: "It's Marshal Basket, it's Marshal Basket." ”

Everyone's faces were beaming with joy.

The figure flew closer, and it was a big man with a bronze complexion, very powerful.

But at this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the basket.

Rumble!

A big hand suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, pointing at heaven and earth, like mountains and seas, with a magnificent momentum, pressing down towards the basket.

"What are you doing?" someone shouted and scolded, trying to rush up, but it was too late.

"Big brother, he's Marshal Basket, stop it......" Qing Ying also exclaimed.

Everyone shouted and scolded, and some had already rushed towards the basket, but only Yueyao had a thoughtful look on her face.

At this moment, an unmoved Gu Yi suddenly roared in the sky, and a huge red light as thick as a bucket was launched from the air, shooting directly at the big hand in the sky.

Rumble!

The big hand came into contact with the red mang, and the fireworks exploded into the sky, dissipating invisibly.

But the huge shock wave swept the rushing people out of the way, leaving them seriously injured.

And all the hearts trembled.

Sure enough, the saint-level power was not something they could resist, even if it escaped a little.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said, "Let him go!"

Gu Yi obviously knew what Yang Xuan meant, and after a little groaning, he roared a few times towards the basket.

Basket Xiao showed a very surprised expression on his face, as if he was still hesitating about something.

But Gu Yi didn't allow him to think more, and he opened his mouth to let out a huge roar.

Basket Xiao shook his body, as if he was very afraid.

Then, his expression suddenly froze, and the whole person seemed to have lost support, and fell straight down.

At the same time as he fell, a butterfly-like creature appeared in midair.

"Dream Butterfly Demon !!," someone exclaimed.

"It's not good, Marshal Basket Xiao was controlled by the Dream Butterfly Demon just now. ”

Someone hurriedly flew out, caught the falling basket, and carried him away.

Only then did everyone understand the meaning of Yang Xuan's action just now, and it turned out that they had discovered that Marshal Basket Xiao had been controlled by demons.

At this moment, their curiosity about Yang Xuan reached the extreme.