It is this unwillingness that makes the white night, he is like a swimming dragon, constantly shuttling through the crowd, relying on his strong body, completely ignoring the blows of the guards, but every time he punches, a person will fall, as if the companions of the demon are porcelain dolls.

After a dozen breaths, only the last person was left of the guards besieging him, who looked at him with horror on his face and said tremblingly, "He...... Is he a monster?"

When the man saw Bai Ye approaching step by step, he screamed in fright, and instinctively turned around to flee.

Suddenly, a powerful palm grabbed his hair and pulled it hard, only to hear him scream, and his hair was uprooted, and some flesh was brought up at the end.

Looking at the man again, a head of blood stained his entire face red, as if it was too painful, he struggled for a moment, and then fainted in pain.

Bai Ye glanced at the long hair in his hand, and threw it away expressionlessly, as if he had done a trivial matter.

At this time, in addition to the wails in the field, there was a look of fear and fear, and the momentum of killing Bai Ye on the spot just now had already been thrown away.

Bai Ye's cold face swept around, and as a result of his gaze, the subordinates of the demon Ji there retreated like frightened birds.

"I'm just going to say the last time, if you only want Moji, otherwise...... You all have to die!" Bai Ye's killing intent did not diminish in the slightest, and as time passed, it became deeper and more terrifying.

Many of the Demon Ji's subordinates had no doubt that Bai Ye had this ability, and the companions who were still wailing on the ground were the best proof of this.

After waiting for a while, Bai Ye saw that the demon Ji had not appeared, so he became impatient and said in a cold voice: "Since your family master does not cherish your little life, then I don't have to be polite!"

With that, he stepped heavily on his feet, and he was about to rush to a killing place.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a scolding stopped Bai Ye's actions, and Bai Ye followed the prestige, and it was really the magic Ji who appeared.

When Mo Ji saw him, he was slightly stunned, and his eyebrows twisted slightly: "Are you sure you want to fight me?"

"That's right!" Bai Ye's mouth curled slightly, and he couldn't wait to admit it.

The corners of Mo Ji's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and suddenly, his face suddenly brightened, and he said angrily: "Do you think I am still the same person I was when I was in the grotto?"

Bai Ye said disapplausively: "I don't care when you are, in the grotto, I almost killed you, here, I won't give you another chance to escape!"

"If you want to kill me, it's so easy, but it's as easy as I can kill you, but I don't need to do it at all to kill you, aren't you very powerful? Just let my little brothers play with you!" Mo Ji said disdainfully, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen of Mo Ji's subordinates stepped forward.

"Damn the descendants of the ancient demons, don't be rampant!"

At this moment, an angry shout came, and behind Bai Ye, countless people suddenly poured in, and the leader was Qian Wushuang.

Without waiting for the Demon Ji to speak, Qian Wushuang couldn't wait to declare: "Beast of the Ancient Demon Clan, you listen to me, today my Orthodox Demon Clan will fight you to the death, and use your blood to wash away the shame of my Orthodox Demon Clan for ten thousand years!"

The enemies are very red when they meet, the 10,000-year-old shame of the orthodox demon clan will explode today, and the ancient demon clan will also face the anger of the orthodox demon clan, and the initiator of all this is a fool who has never been put in the eyes of the ancient demon clan.

"Okay, you white night, the waste of the orthodox demon clan was really released by you!"

The demon Ji said viciously, "However, do you think that with this group of waste, you can compete with my ancient demon clan?"

After that, he took two steps back and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ancient Demon Clan, come out for me!"

"Dada!"

There was a sound like waves crashing against a reef, and countless ancient demon people poured into the courtyard, and the black and oppressive piece was unexpectedly endless.

In contrast, the orthodox demon race is pitiful, how can the only hundred or so people fight against the thousands of ancient demon people?

Seeing this, Bai Ye also felt bad, so he hurriedly withdrew and asked Qian Wushuang, "How are you recovering?"

Qian Wushuang said with a solemn face: "I've almost recovered eighty percent, but I've just regained consciousness, and my combat strength may be worse!"

Bai Ye nodded lightly, and said with a flat face: "It's okay, although the Ancient Demon Clan has a large number of people, most of them are Mixed Yuan Immortal Emperors, as long as we stick here, we can resist most of the attacks, and when I capture the Demon Ji alive, the crisis can be resolved!"

"White Night, you!" Qian Wushuang's body shook, looking at him like a monster, and asked cautiously: "Demon Ji is a master of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, are you sure you can fight him?"

These words are also what all the orthodox demons have always wanted to ask, in such a desperate situation, maybe only by getting the affirmation of the white night, they will see a glimmer of hope to live, so everyone is looking at him with blank eyes, eagerly waiting for an answer.

At this time, Bai Ye glanced at everyone, the corners of his mouth raised a confident arc, and said solemnly: "That old horseman of Moji, I have never paid attention to Bai Ye, you just stick here, and the life of the old dog will be handed over to me!"

With that, he resolutely turned around, rushed forward bravely, and with a fierce shout, he rushed into the ancient demon crowd and disappeared.

"White Night, you have to be careful!" Behind the orthodox demon clan, the Easy Demon Emperor muttered to himself worriedly.

As if seeing his thoughts, the Demon Emperor smiled heartily, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, Bai Ye is much smarter than us, how could he be sent to death, since he said it's okay, we should believe him!"

"Alas!" the Desolate Demon Emperor looked up at the Loose Demon Emperor, his thoughts extremely complicated.

The Easy Demon Emperor sighed and said lightly: "You are injured, just rest in the rear, I'm going to help my father, I've accumulated thousands of years of grudges, today I want to vent well, don't kill him dozens of ancient demon people, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"Hmm!"

The Desolate Demon Emperor replied in disbelief, as if he was afraid of being detected by the Demon Emperor, so he forced a smile and said, "Count my share, kill more!"

"Naturally!" the Demon Emperor laughed, and walked forward without looking back.

"Kill!"

The roar was mixed with the sound of fierce collisions, and from time to time there would be screams and muffled sounds, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was an ancient demon or an orthodox demon, which showed that the battle situation was tragic.

Fortunately, Qianwushuang's strength is not bad, and he blocked most of the attacks of the ancient demon clan with one person, and indirectly relieved the pressure of the orthodox demon disciples.

"It's not a loss to the Demon Venerable, it's still so strong, even if the Emperor Shi Demon Venerable accidentally hurts Wan, can't he still contain her?" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Mo Ji's eyes, and his heart was even more anxious.

In his heyday, Qianwushuang had the strength of the Immortal Venerable Realm, although he had only recovered eighty percent, and he also had the strength of almost the Yuan Martial Realm, so it was naturally very easy to deal with Mo Ji's subordinates.