This silver dragon opened its teeth and claws, its body was huge, and it came to his eyes in an instant, Wu Fei was shocked in his heart, what kind of artifact was this, it could deliver such a powerful blow, he didn't have time to think about it at all, his body folded, and he fell backwards.

A cold air swept across Wu Fei's chest and abdomen, and his shirt and belt suddenly cracked.

Peng Yikun's hands were divided in the air, and the silver dragon's body hovered in the air, turned around, and swooped down.

At this time, Wu Fei's gossip steps didn't work at all, he jumped up and turned around and ran.

"Brush—"

The silver dragon swept over Wu Fei's back, Wu Fei only felt a chill on his back, and then a tingling pain in his muscles, he knew that he had been injured by this blow.

Peng Yikun smiled fiercely, the spell on his mouth continued, and the silver dragon circled and fell, it wanted to trap Wu Fei, and then slowly strangle.

Wu Fei waved his hand, and the blue moonlight shot towards the silver dragon, only to hear the sound of the moment, the silver dragon's body stagnated slightly, the blue moonlight was bounced away, and the silver dragon immediately pounced again. Wu Fei rushed forward as fast as he could, and he felt that his back and legs were constantly scratched by sharp weapons, and blood splattered all the way.

"Where are you going?"

Peng Yikun connected his hands, he didn't want to kill Wu Fei immediately, but wanted to torture him.

After a while, Wu Fei's body was covered with sword wounds, and he finally lost too much blood and fell to the ground.

Peng Yikun stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the silver dragon returned to his hand, turned into a magic sword, he pointed at the magic sword, only to hear a few loud bangs, boom, boom, Wu Fei turned his head, only to see a team of armored iron horsemen killed from the rear of the demon army, this team of armored iron horses is huge, they are all carrying a giant hammer in their hands, and they don't know what kind of combat power it is, this team of iron horses directly rushed towards the three hundred black-clothed beast horses of Shinto.

Peng Yikun smiled cruelly: "Do you still have the means?"

Wu Fei's body was in severe pain, he endured the pain and took the next recovery pill, stood up again, he was a little desperate in his heart, Peng Yikun's shattered shadow condensation body method was really unpredictable, and he couldn't crack it, and the silver dragon that his magic sword turned into was too sharp, could it be that today was his own death day? He caught a glimpse of Xiao Yuanbao who fell to the ground, and saw that his eyes were also full of despair.

"Are we done?"

Xiao Yuanbao's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Wu Fei's mouth opened slightly, and he said to Xiao Yuanbao: "Can you help me hold this guy for a moment, I just need a moment!"

Xiao Yuanbao nodded, Peng Yikun's body flashed, appeared on Wu Fei's side, and a sword pierced his right shoulder, and sneered: "At this moment, you still don't give up?"

Wu Fei's body shook and almost fell.

There was a sudden roar outside, and the black-clothed beast cavalry team of the Shinto was amazingly powerful, and they actually broke through the armored iron cavalry of the demon army that intercepted them.

Peng Yikun's body flashed, retreated to the clearing, the magic sword waved, the team of the demon army made adjustments, and the formation of the armored iron cavalry changed, surrounding the three hundred people layer by layer.

"Bah-"

Xiao Yuanbao, who was lying on the ground, barely used his remaining arm to prop himself up and spat at Peng Yikun.

The phantom flashed, Peng Yikun appeared in front of Xiao Yuan Bao, he picked up Xiao Yuan Bao, put the magic sword on his neck, and said: "When death is coming, you are still arrogant!"

Xiao Yuanbao's body twitched twice, the light in his eyes flashed, and one of his hands suddenly buckled back, and he locked Peng Yikun's pipa bone at once.

Peng Yikun was furious, a sword poked into Xiao Yuan Bao's right chest, Xiao Yuan Bao snorted, gritted his teeth, and didn't let go, Peng Yikun's magic sword was pulled out violently, cutting off his remaining arm, but at the same time, Wu Fei's hand flashed red, and a big bow suddenly appeared, he took the bow and pulled the arrow, and swished an arrow straight at Peng Yikun's face.

This arrow was as fast as a meteor, Peng Yikun sighed, how could Tianmuzhu not see the danger, but this bow was definitely an artifact in the artifact, he wanted to use the body technique of shattering the shadow condensation, but found that his body was still hooked by Xiao Yuanbao's foot, and in a hurry, he suddenly shrank his head and blocked Xiao Yuanbao in front of him.

It's just that it was too late for Peng Yikun to do all this, and the red light flashed, although Xiao Yuanbao was blocked in front of Peng Yikun, the red light had already penetrated Peng Yikun's forehead.

"No, it can't be—"

When there was a loud bang, Peng Yikun's magic sword fell, there was an extra blood hole on his forehead, his eyes were dead, and his body fell limply and sat down.

Xiao Yuanbao stood on one leg, blood gushing down his chest, but his face was full of surprise, he couldn't believe that at such a moment, Wu Fei could really turn defeat into victory.

Wu Fei dragged his injured body over step by step, he held Xiao Yuanbao and stuffed a recovery pill in his mouth.

"Thank you, Brother Xiao, you did it!"

"Yes, you did it too!"

Peng Yikun's body trembled, and he exclaimed bitterly: "Why, why is this like this?"

Wu Fei said: "Because, you are too proud!" He swallowed a recovery pill, and lay down Xiaoyuan Baoping, picked up Peng Yikun's magic sword, and under the infusion of aura, the magic sword swung outward, but the lineup of the demon army was not affected, and it was still besieging the Shinto soldiers, but there was no formation.

Peng Yikun grinned miserably and said: "This is my magic weapon, even if I die, you don't want to drive, in this battle, your Shinto will be defeated after all!"

Xiao Yuanbao said weakly: "We don't need to drive, Lin Fei, you destroy his magic sword!"

Wu Fei was stunned, this silver dragon magic sword is definitely a supreme artifact, it is a pity to destroy it in his own hands, but if it can't be destroyed, this battle outside will not end, thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, stepped on the body of the silver dragon magic sword, pulled it hard, and snapped, the silver dragon magic sword let out a wail, broke into two, and the phantom of a silver dragon drifted away.

As soon as the magic sword was broken, the formation of the demon army was in a commotion, Peng Yikun's face showed a look of despair, and he said hatefully: "The surname Wu, I, I am waiting for you in the Hall of Light, there is a kind of you coming to me!" His body faded and turned white, and after a while, his body shrank and turned into an unrecognizable teenager.

The young man's face was pale, his facial features were distorted, and he was full of misery, Peng Yikun's clothes were obviously much older when he was wearing him, and he was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Wu Fei was shocked, couldn't this Peng Yikun be killed, he escaped last time at the end of Thorn Mountain, and this time again?

"Stand-in runes!"

When Xiao Yuanbao said these four words, a mouthful of blood spurted out, both of his arms were broken, and his right chest was also stabbed with a sword, and at this moment he was seriously injured to the extreme, even if he took the recovery pill, he could not recover.

Wu Fei has heard that there are three secret treasures in the Demon God Temple, the Tantric Great Wheel, the Broken Shadow Condensation, and the Stand-in Rune, among which the Tantric Great Wheel is a forging and dissipating magic weapon, which is controlled by the priests of the Demon God Temple, and the Broken Shadow Condensation is a combat body method, which is taught by the Demon Lord, and the stand-in rune is a treasure for escaping, which was only controlled by the goddess in the past, but after the Junxiang Priestess escaped, it has fallen into the hands of the high priest.