After the true disciple of the Ten Thousand Killings Sect left, Yan Wenmo controlled the Infinite Sword and flew side by side with Li Wangchen.

"Forget the dust, thank you just now. ”

Yan Wenmo looked at the dozen demon lions vigilantly and said to Li Wangchen.

Hearing this, Li Wangchen smiled and nodded slightly, and said, "Let's deal with these dozen demon lions first." ”

Li Wangchen's flying sword attack just now was too hasty, but he didn't show a half-step sword intent, but fortunately, he used his own control of the flying sword sword array to successfully repel more than a dozen demon lions.

As soon as the words fell, Li Wangchen slowly put the flying sword sword array in his hand into operation, and the internal force in his body surged wildly, accompanied by wisps of half-step sword intent, blessing the flying sword sword array in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wenmo didn't say anything more, and manipulated the flawless sword to hit the demon lions directly.

At the same time, Li Wangchen's body shook suddenly, and the flying sword sword array suddenly emitted purple light, and with a movement of his hands, the flying sword sword array struck towards the dozen or so demon lions.

"Phantom Sword Array, Kai!"

"No missing sword, go!"

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and by the time the demon lions reacted, they had no chance to resist.

Hundreds of seventh-order lower-grade flying sword magic weapons attacked at the same time, and even the seventh-order peak demonic beasts had to retreat, not to mention that they were just some late-seventh-order demonic beasts.

Li Wangchen's Phantom Sword Array easily broke through the Lion Demon's Demon Yuan Gang Qi and stabbed his demon infant into a fist-sized blood hole.

Suddenly, a large amount of demonic blood gushed out, and the vitality gradually drained away.

The wounded infants caused the lions to roar, but before they could fight back, another flying sword attack fell, piercing their throats.

Poof!

Yan Wenmo, who had a calm expression, manipulated the Infinite Sword, and also broke through the defenses of the demon lions, injuring them.

It was Li Wangchen's flying sword formation that severely damaged the demon lion and reduced the opponent's vitality, making their magic yuan power greatly weakened, unable to resist Yan Wenmo's flawless sword.

"It's not dead, it seems that the seventh-order lower-grade magic weapon flying sword is not suitable for use on this battlefield. ”

"Forget the dust, your hundreds of flying swords are okay to deal with ordinary powerhouses, and at the same time to deal with more than a dozen late-stage seventh-order demonic beasts, there are still some shortcomings. ”

Even so, the demon lions did not fall immediately, their bodies rushed, and their sharp sword-like claws slammed into Li Wangchen.

The claws of the demon lions are their strongest means of attack, if they are at their peak, Li Wangchen's protective qi is really unable to resist, but at this time, the demon lions are already at the end of their crossbows.

Li Wangchen immediately cast the Phantom Divine Spirit Decision, and his body immediately retreated backwards, and once again controlled the flying sword sword array to attack the demon lion group, launching the final blow.

Seeing that the counterattack before death failed to hurt Li Wangchen, after the demon lions let out more than a dozen unwilling screams from their mouths, they were wiped out by the sword qi of the flying sword formation, and they dissipated without a trace after a few struggles.

Li Wangchen took a deep breath, nodded slightly at Yan Wenmo, and then flew in the air with his body and continued to kill the demonic beast.

Yan Wenmo, on the other hand, exhaled lightly, his face slightly pale.

Just now, he and Li Wangchen attacked at the same time, Li Wangchen used some half-step sword intent blessings to break through the Demon Lion's body protection demon element on the flying sword sword array, and he used a large amount of true yuan power to cooperate with the Infinite Sword to cast a powerful secret method, otherwise, with his attack, it would be difficult to break through the physical defense of more than a dozen seventh-order late-stage demon lions at one time.

However, only he knew that if Li Wuchen hadn't hit the demon lions hard, even if he used the secret method, he might not be able to break through the demon lions' physical defenses, at least the claws of the demon lions could withstand his attacks, and it was impossible to stand still and remain indifferent.

If it weren't for Li Wangchen, a few of them would be true disciples of the Iron Spear Sect, let alone defeating the Demon Lions, and several of them might even be in danger of their lives.

Yan Wenmo was very clear about his cultivation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show a look of shock on his face.

The speed at which Li Wangchen's combat power has increased is really unfathomable.

In the sky above the Killing City, the Terran warriors and the demonic beasts fought wildly.

The smell of blood was in the air, disgusting.

From time to time, I could hear the roar of the demonic beast in my ears, and the terrible screams of the Terran warriors.

Almost all the time, there are demonic beasts, and the Terran warriors have fallen.

On the battlefield quite close to Li Wangchen and the others, a middle-aged man with a scarface face who had cultivated at the fifth order of the out-of-body stage was holding a Fang Tian painting halberd, and a sneer came out of his mouth while slaughtering the many demonic beasts around him.

This scar-faced middle-aged man had already penetrated deep into the army of demonic beasts at this moment, and the demonic beasts around him were almost all very ferocious seventh-order peak or eighth-order early demonic beasts.

Even so, these seventh-order peak and eighth-order early demonic beasts were like a small ant in front of the scar-faced middle-aged man, and they were easily slaughtered by the scar-faced middle-aged man.

"Human, go die!"

The five-headed eighth-order five-star demonic beast rushed towards the middle-aged man with a scarface, and his claws were raised high, seeing that he was about to fall on the middle-aged man with a scarface.

These demonic beasts are eighth-order five-star level existences, and their combat power is extraordinary, if this claw falls on the scar-faced middle-aged man's body, then even if he is not injured, he will be attacked by demonic energy.

It's just that the middle-aged man with the scarred face saw this, but his face didn't change, but he seemed to be even more excited, and he went straight to kill the demonic beast.

Bang bang!

Fang Tian's painting halberd fell, bombarding with the claws of the five eighth-order five-star demonic beasts.

The next moment, I saw that the bodies of the five eighth-order five-star level demonic beasts retreated violently, and the middle-aged man with a scarred face also retreated violently, and his body was slightly embarrassed.

But despite this, the eyes of the middle-aged man with a scarred face showed a crazy battle intent, and said: "It's been a long time since one has fought five, the demon beast has been killed, although the demon beast has also been killed, but I have never met the same class, today, I will use you five ugly monsters to condense my marksmanship!"

The true yuan power in the scar-faced middle-aged man's body was running, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand suddenly glowed with orange light, dazzling.

"Die!"

He shouted, and Fang Tian's halberd stabbed forward with a fierce blow!

With this shot of his, it was as if the space in front of him had been pierced, and it stabbed heavily at the bodies of several eighth-order five-star demonic beasts at a speed that was difficult for his divine sense to see.

With this shot, the middle-aged man with a scarface obviously showed his martial arts, and his power was much stronger than the previous blow against this demonic beast.

"Yes, human, you finally deserve to be taken seriously!"

"I have some ability, but with you, if you want to kill the five of us, it's impossible!"

....

"Alas, you are too weak, all die!"

Picked off by the scar-faced middle-aged man's gun, the five eighth-order five-star demonic beasts suddenly roared in pain, and their bodies were completely pierced by spears, and a large amount of demonic blood flowed out of their bodies.

"How is this possible, this is a blow to the level of returning to the basics!"

"No!"

The five eighth-order five-star level demonic beasts fell to the ground and twitched slightly, and after a while, their bodies were dead.

With just one shot, he swept away five demonic beasts of the same level, how high-spirited!

Seeing this scene, many martial artists beside the middle-aged man with Scarface couldn't help but gasp and look at the middle-aged man with Scarface in horror.

The five eighth-order five-star-level demonic beasts, in front of the scar-faced middle-aged man who had cultivated at the fifth order of the out-of-body stage, didn't seem to have the slightest ability to resist, like papier-mâché.