"Teacher, Zhang Gong is here to help!"

"Teacher, don't come to help!"

"Teacher, the Dragon and Tiger Gang is here to help!"

"Teacher ,......"

Wang Yin kept receiving messages from Ren Mad.

It is not uncommon for people in Beach City to receive the favor of Wang Yin, the Holy Son, and to repay them, and from the moment they heard that Wang Yin had entered the Shabak Demon Clan, they rushed from all over the world to help Shabak.

"Where are you?" Wang Yin received an inquiry from Leng Yan in the Zhutian chat group.

"Where the demons are, that is, where I am!"

"Pretending to beep!I'm going to Shabak first!" the Assassin Leng Yan also came to help.

In Shabak City, Ren Mad said: "It seems that the teacher's plan has succeeded, and the army of demons will not be able to get out of their lair at all!"

"Tianzun really has a way, I know!" Zhou Qianqian said proudly.

"Raise war with war!" Ren Mad recited a sentence that Wang Yin had memorized before, "The teacher is really a teacher, he knows everything!

As the city lord of Shabak for many years, Ren Mad always has to lead his subordinates to fight with others, gang battles, in fact, it is also a small national war, but this kind of thinking has never been heard of, and it is really deafening.

"Yes, Tianzun also said that he would encircle and send reinforcements, specifically to attack the reinforcements of the demon clan! As a result, none of the reinforcements from the demon clan came! Let Tianzun kill them!" Zhou Qianqian even worshiped Wang Yin beyond measure.

"Damn! I actually killed the Scarlet Blood and enslaved it into a slave!"

After all, the scarlet blood is also at the level of the sect master, and even the strength is even better, where is Wang Yin willing to waste it, he made it a resurrection sect leader in the first place.

"This son will die! Demon Fist Split, you go! If this human doesn't die, you don't have to come back!"

"Yes, Hall Master!" The Demon Fist Crack ranks higher than the Scarlet Blood, and it is confident that it will kill the Human Holy Son, which is also its chance to make a name for itself among the demons.

Wang Yin is still constantly killing the sect leaders of various ethnic groups.

In the Zuma Temple, the three Zuma Sect Masters fell down with a wail.

A shadow appeared in the temple.

It's the crack of the Demon Fist.

"Boy, you actually dare to kill the people of our Demon Killing Palace, if I make a move, you will die without a place to be buried. ”

"Kneel down for me, and I can give you a whole corpse!"

It looked at the scene, Wang Yin himself didn't make a move at all, he used the resurrection sect leader to kill the three Zuma sect masters, so he thought that Wang Yin was just a powerful summoning technique, and he himself was not strong.

As for killing the Scarlet Blood, it is estimated that other old human fellows will take action, and then give honor to this so-called holy son of mankind, which is the favorite method of human beings - to create gods.

But it brings a treasure that has an innate restraint effect on the resurrected creatures, without which the young man can be easily killed without a minute.

Wang Yin slapped his forehead with his hand, "Your brain let the door be clamped!"

"Stubborn, die!" the Crack of the Demon Fist took out the treasure and pointed at the sect masters.

Several sect leaders suddenly stopped moving, as if they were immobilized, and then something strange happened, their bodies actually slowly melted like heated candles.

"I'll go!" Wang Yin hurriedly summoned them into the Heavenly Gate. These sect masters are already top-level dark blue, and it's a pity to ruin them.

The sect masters who entered the Heavenly Gate stopped dissolving, but they couldn't do it if they wanted to recover for a while.

In the next second, Wang Yin stepped out, and the entire Zuma temple shook violently as if it had experienced an earthquake.

"Dongfang Haoran!" Wang Yin used the first form of Chinese pride.

Slash down with a sword.

The sky and the earth change color, and the wind and clouds change.

A supreme yang aura enveloped the entire Zuma temple.

The face of the Demon Fist Crack changed greatly, this sword qi, he seemed to have felt it, could it be that this young man is the master of the sword qi, not a fake hand?

It did not dare to take it lightly and retreated.

An extremely terrifying sword aura quickly swept past him, slicing through his skin and taking away a large piece of flesh and blood.

His steel-hard skin was pierced.

"Your strength is a little stronger than the Scarlet Blood!" Dongfang Haoran, who was able to avoid Wang Yin, the strength of this Demon Fist Crack was at least three or four realms higher than that of the Scarlet Blood.

The Crack of the Demon Fist took a step forward and smashed it with a punch!

This punch has the power to destroy the withering and decaying, which makes people's hearts palpitate!

Wang Yin is still slashed with a sword.

"Human, I forgot to tell you that I have only practiced boxing all my life, and all the humans who dare to shake my fists are dead!"

It seemed to have seen the tragic image of Wang Yin's sword being destroyed and his whole body exploding.

The two energies raged wildly, and the Zuma temple exploded in an instant, the mountains and rocks collapsed, and the dust flew up.

"I didn't expect that there are also demons in the demon clan who study boxing so deeply!" Wang Yin looked up to the crack of the Demon Fist.

But it's a pity that its fist can't be compared with Wang Yin's Dongfang Haoran after all.

Dongfang Haoran adheres to the righteousness between heaven and earth, and the sword is unparalleled, and the greatest is strong.

"The people who shook your fist are dead, and you really let the door clamp in your brain!" Wang Yin put away his sword and squinted at the crack of the demon fist.

"You!" The crack of the Demon Fist suddenly felt that the human boy in front of him seemed to have turned into two, no, it was not that the boy had turned into two, but that it had turned into two by itself, so there were two of them......

The Crack of the Demon Fist was directly split in half by Dongfang Haoran's hit, but it didn't even notice it, and it was still blowing nonsense there.

As for Wang Yin, it was only that the internal force had dropped by less than a quarter.

The next moment, a short sword suddenly tore through the air and slashed at Wang Yin with the breath of death.

There is also a killer of the Demon Slayer Hall lurking in the shadows.

"You're mine!" The Fist Crack didn't hurt it, it created an opportunity for it to sneak up.

Under the shroud of sword qi, the surrounding air and magnetic field went berserk!

This sword has the power of the top fire sword technique of the human race, as if even the air is about to be scorched.

"To tell you the truth, you guy who hides his head and tail, you might as well be the crack of the Demon Fist!"

Wang Yin's legendary sword slashed down in the air!

A brilliant light pierced everything, and the sword in the sneak attacker's hand broke!

Shattered into countless pieces.

Not only that, but its entire body was cut in half diagonally by the sword.

"You!" the attacker tried to cover the crack, but found that he had completely lost his strength.

There was endless grievance in its eyes, almost, almost enough......

Plop up, sneak attacker falls.

"Who else?" Wang Yin shouted.

"I know you're watching, demons, come on, you lowly creatures in the dark, come and become my sword souls, resurrected slaves!"

Wang Yin summoned the two resurrected creatures of the demon race that he had just killed, one was the Crack of the Demon Fist, and the other was called the Dagger of Shadow.

"Boom!" In the Demon Killing Palace, the hall master angrily smashed a deep pit on the ground.

A slap in the face, this is Chi Guoguo's slap in the face! Provocation, this is the most arrogant provocation.

When did the demons actually degenerate into a race ridiculed by humans?