Although the angry axe was also bursting out with all its strength to surpass Dacheng's axe intent, it did not remind him to make a move.

However, he knew that if he didn't make a move at this moment, the battle situation tonight would be unpredictable.

Heaven and earth are broken with a sword, it is definitely a martial art beyond the heaven level, and it can absorb the essence of heaven and earth and magic power within a radius of thousands of miles for the releaser.

This alone is enough to surpass the oversized axe intent of the angry axe.

What's more, the state of the angry axe was not the strongest in the first place, and Yan Hong's current cultivation strength has surpassed that of the angry axe, Wen Yiming didn't dare to be careless.

As it fired, the sacrificial blow was the first to bless itself, followed by a battle cry.

If it weren't for the amplification of the angry axe alone, the battlefield at this moment must be made to make a momentum and let the morale reach its peak.

If you want to kill Yan Hong, who is of the Demon King Rank, you must attack its will in all directions, otherwise it will be difficult to succeed, comparable to the existence of the guardian god of war, it is not so easy to kill.

The Dragon and Tiger Forbidden Fury and Sacrificial Strikes amplified with all their strength have brought the number of Battle Howls to more than a thousand!

"Roar Roar Roar Roar ......"

Thousands of thunderbolts roared and released furiously, especially the three of Angry Axe, Amon and Wen Yiming, whose momentum was so strong that it directly dispersed a small half of the demonic qi of the Void Long Knife that was converging in Yan Hong.

The sonic gas was romantic, and the unprecedented shock wave was like a nuclear bomb detonated in the deep sea, and wave after wave rolled out layer upon layer, and countless corpses with severed limbs and arms were shattered alive, and then rolled up and scattered.

The soldiers of the high-altitude Wood Spirit Battleship were already stunned, their jaws dislocated, they had never seen such a might.

The air wave shock wave below was better than wave, surging like a wave of nine shadows, sweeping through the Death Canyon, reaching thousands of meters away.

Those who did not share the war howls in the battlefield, whether they were humans or demons, or fierce beasts, were all hunched and covered their ears at this moment, and the fierce beasts were prostrate on the ground, clutching at the ground, and their bodies were shocked and vibrating, as if they would be swept away like pieces of paper if they were not careful.

Thousands of miles of sonic waves were spotless, so clean that they couldn't bear to put down their feet, and the dirt and blood stains of the past were all wiped away, which was jaw-dropping.

Even Wen Yiming didn't expect that the battle howl that swallowed the Tiger Roaring Pill this time would be so spectacular.

You must know that this thunder roar shared more than a thousand Dao, and the lowest cultivation was in the Martial King Period, among which there were a large number of Martial Saints, as well as the God of War who had been hidden for a long time and came back, and more than a thousand high-level martial arts cultivators plus a guardian God of War, what a lineup this is, it is normal to have this power.

The roaring shock wave swept by, and before Yan Hong could come back to his senses, an overwhelming killing machine had emerged.

The moment the killing intent realm opened, the killing intent suppression carrying the boundary force was directly and indiscriminately covered, and it was released by the group, and there was also a boundary force punishment among them.

The series of skill releases made Wen Yiming's internal breath tense, but he didn't stop there, until this moment he still had nearly seven layers of true yuan and spiritual power, and he had a lot to do.

And the bladeless long knife above Yan Hong's head had been shortened by a full two hundred meters under his series of skill releases, and the demonic qi that had gathered on the bladeless long knife in the Death Valley was once again dispersed by thirty percent.

Yan Hong's face suddenly appeared, and the pure magic power in his body was running wildly, resisting the discomfort from the suppression of killing intent.

He knew that it was by no means an illusion, the peak of the late stage of the Demon King Rank almost fell below the early stage, and this was still the time for him to inhale all the scattered demonic qi into his body, otherwise his cultivation would fall directly on the Demon Shuai.

He felt afraid, his back was cold, and if he hadn't reacted in time, he would have died in this battle.

Facing the super-large axe intent released at the moment by the angry axe at the level of the demon handsome, it is simply the end of the scum and the annihilation of ashes.

Before he could think about it, Yan Hong's body suddenly swelled, and the magic essence swelled wildly, and countless blood beads overflowed from his dark green pupils.

At this time, the figure of the angry axe had disappeared, and the Void Giant Axe rose against the storm, and the super-large axe intent caused the axe handle to be thousands of meters long, and the giant axe immediately slashed down.

Roar, vibrating through the Canyon of Death, followed by the final blast of the Battle Cry.

When the figure of the angry axe appeared, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his brow furrowed deeply.

Yan Hong was also not happy, Wen Yiming's vultures continued to exert his skills, causing his combat power to plummet in an instant, and the two guillotines almost flew away in the confrontation, the five fingers of the big hand were shattered, and the blood from the tiger's mouth flowed like an infusion, overflowing with rich and pure demonic energy.

Seeing that Yan Hong was injured, the angry axe did not stretch his brows because of this, but a more solemn emotion floated between his eyebrows, and Wen Yiming did the same.

Heaven and earth are slashed, not as unbearable as the surface, its most powerful thing is that it can split the void in heaven and earth, which is almost equivalent to tearing space.

The void between heaven and earth is torn apart, not to show the appearance of terrifying combat power, but to connect the demon realm in this torn void rift, releasing powerful demons or fierce beasts.

Wen Yiming's oracle fed back all the information, which was the reason why he had to make a move.

Because once the void rift appears, it will inevitably teleport out the demon race or the demon beast, whose level is at least equivalent to the peak god of war, that is, the demon clan at the level of the demon commander, or the fierce beast of the ninth order.

And the number of demons or fierce beasts of this strength varies, ranging from three to five, and if it is infinitely close to the existence of the demon king level, there will be at most two.

No matter what kind of strength it is, if it is teleported, it will be a great variable.

Yan Hong, who exploded with all his strength, was almost the same as the angry axe at this moment, although Yan Hong was suppressed by Wen Yiming's killing intent realm to the early stage of the Demon King Rank, but the demonic aura here was pervasive, and it could still be densely covered with some disadvantages.

The key is that if Yanhong wants to leave, the angry axe can't be kept at all, and if you want to kill it next time, it will be difficult.

This is the strongest martial art of the demon race, and it is said that as long as it is a demon king level, it can be cultivated.

If Yan Hong doesn't leave, it will be two demons who are infinitely close to the Demon King Rank, even if the angry axe has been amplified and blessed, the strength at this moment is slightly better than Yan Hong, but there is nothing to be done.

It's too difficult to kill a demon king, this kind of thing has been profoundly recorded in the last war between humans and demons, and the angry axe is not so arrogant, and it can be conceited to the point of killing a demon king alone.

'Kaka......'

Wen Yiming frowned fiercely, and the knife marks made by Yan Hong remained in the void and did not dissipate, but made a tooth-aching clicking sound, as if the space was overwhelmed and was about to collapse.

The next moment, a chaotic spatial wind blade appeared out of thin air in the air, shooting out in all directions irregularly.

With a roar, the knife marks shattered, and a crack hundreds of meters long appeared in midair.

"Ahahaha......"

Yan Hong fell to the ground, retreated, raised two door panel guillotines and laughed wildly.

"Angry axe senior, prepare to kill Yan Hong, don't relax!"

Wen Yiming only sensed the fluctuations of the demonic qi in the void rift, and did not stop the movements in his hand and the crazy operation of the true yuan, but instead transmitted the sound and angry axe, allowing it to vaguely condense the true yuan and prepare to launch an offensive.

(End of chapter)