"Don't talk nonsense, let's kill!"

Zuo Ye didn't say much, his long clothes were fluttering, his body was full of breath, and his mana was like an angry wave, shaking the void.

"Bold, even humble ants dare to show their fangs!"

The wild king didn't say anything, but the few demons who followed were angry, they didn't underestimate Zuo Ye, the three demons made a move at the same time, the royal envoy wind and thunder, and the demon power shook the mountain.

Zuo Ye is not afraid of danger, the vitality of the whole body is condensed, and he is right with one palm.

"Look for death!"

The delicate witch beside the wild king snorted disdainfully, not to mention the gap in cultivation, just because the demons were born with a strong physique, it was impossible for the humble human race to be compared.

But Zuo Ye is so big, but he wants to 'hit the stone with an egg'.

"I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Different from the witch's disdain, the wild king's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his expression was solemn, since he saw Zuo Ye, the wild king's eyes never left the other party's body, this kid is really too weird.

And after a moment, this weird feeling turned into a horror in an instant.

I saw Zuo Ye's single palm bullying, and he was fearless in the face of the domineering magic power of the three demons, and rushed straight into it with boundless majesty, like a wolf entering a flock.

With a long roar, Zuo Ye took in the wind and clouds, swallowed the eight wildernesses, tore through the wind and thunder, and rampaged in the surging demonic qi like the sea.

Zuo Ye has no moves to speak of, which is to crush everything with pure physical strength. The clouds and dust rose under his feet, and his body was like a swimming dragon, bullying himself and raising his hand to kill.

The human race, which they regarded as ants, actually dared to fight with them in close combat, and the three demons were furious, and at the same time, they stretched out a palm, and the demonic qi rolled and pressed down.

"Retreat!" At the last moment, the wild king shouted loudly, but the three demons were already off the strings, so how could they easily stop.

"Kill!"

Since you can't retreat, you can only fight hard. Naturally, they didn't believe that Zuo Ye could defeat three with one, but Lord Yewang's bombing was still in their ears, and they couldn't afford to be cautious and repeated.

Relief!

Between the light drinks, Zuo Ye suddenly burst out with surging blood, and his body was like a storm swept through the air, and the wild king also made a move when he spoke, but before he could support it, he heard a series of bones and tendons breaking sounds, and then three huge heads flew to the feet of the wild king.

The witch beside the wild king was discolored, and the three demon generals were not weak in cultivation, although they had not broken through yet, they were not to be outdone against those strong people of the human race. But in a photo, he was taken off by a human boy.

"Is he still human?" The pretty witch's white face was no longer bloodless, and she was obviously frightened by Zuo Ye's astonishing behavior.

"People? Not necessarily! The wild king was like an abyssal sea, said an inexplicable word, moved slightly, and a strong force exploded, and the afterimage in the void said, killing into the raging tide.

Boom –

With the same unskilled punch, the wild king burst out with the power of the Bone Raiding Realm, shattering the wind and the void, and went straight to the left night. Zuo Ye was not shocked and rejoiced, and returned with a punch.

Since his debut, although he has fought a few times, his cultivation path has always been a little less sharpened, when he was in the Qingfeng Medicine Garden, Lao Dao once told him that if he wants to break the internal Dao Qi conflict, the best way is to keep fighting until those internal breaths are wiped out.

But Zuo Ye always can't find a suitable object, either too strong or too weak, the wild king is indeed strong, but Zuo Ye is also not afraid. In his eyes, the fierce wild king is really a suitable grinding stone.

Phew!

The two fists touched, and there was no muffled sound of air crushing, but it was like two pieces of divine iron striking each other, and suddenly the sun was shining in the sky, and the energy collapsed.

Looking at the two of them as motionless as a mountain, their clothes were torn, like flags rolling, and the wind was fierce.

Kill –

With another heavy shout, Zuo Ye raised his hand and swept the divine knife that seemed to cut gold and broken jade and attacked the neck of the wild king, and in an instant, it was the head of the owl. Unexpectedly, the wild king did not retreat but advanced, and a leg whip swept towards the waist of the opponent, this leg can open the mountain and crack the stone, even if it is the same refining body and robbing the bone realm, this leg will only be seriously injured.

Seeing that the two of them were using jade and stone burning tricks, the witch who was watching couldn't help but turn pale, drenched in cold sweat, and her figure was shaky.

Burst!

The second move was about to start, it was not as tragic as expected, the wild king was not beheaded, and Zuo Ye was not beheaded. In mid-air, the blood of the two people was booming, like a continuous drum, moving like thunder, punishing the eight wildernesses.

Although they didn't fight to burn the jade, but after this blow, the two of them couldn't stabilize their bodies anymore, and they flew upside down and smashed on the ground, and the mountains and rocks trembled in an instant, and the smoke and dust flew. The witch was stunned for a moment, and Fang finally panicked and ran to the outer edge of the giant pit where the wild king had fallen.

"Don't come here!"

Before she could go down, she heard the calm voice of the wild king coming into her ears, and at the same time, a gust of demonic wind in the giant pit was blowing, and the burly figure gradually stood out in the wind and dust.

"Adult ......"

Seeing the wild king, the witch was pleasantly surprised, and her hanging heart and liver also dropped a little. But before she could be a little more happy, the witch smelled the thick bloody smell coming from the wild king's body.

"Your Excellency is hurt?!"

The witch was almost about to scream, and the wild king was low-key, but in the Xenomorph Demon Realm, he was the leader of the younger generation, and he had never been seriously injured even against the third son of the Demon Capital.

That 'ant' actually has the strength to seriously injure Lord Nooh.

In addition to being frightened, the witch was concerned about the injury of the wild king, and she had already prepared, but when she really saw the hideous scar on the wild king's neck, she almost fainted.

I don't see that Lu Jiuyuan has any strange treasures and secret weapons in his hands, could it be that he seriously injured the adult with only the strength of his physical body.

Fortunately, the talent of the demon race is super-fast regeneration, and with the vast blood qi in his body, the wound on the wild king's neck is healing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the wild king was fine, the witch was at ease again. Since the adults have been so seriously injured, the kid will not survive the blow of the adult's leg whip, after all, the human race does not have the ability to regenerate at high speed.

"Be careful, that kid is weird, he's not dead."

I don't know if the wild king is reminding the witch, or just a whisper of his own, I saw him staring at the tiger, and the dust and smoke rolled into the depths, as if there was a wild beast there.

What the?!

The witch was startled when she heard this, her heart was like falling into a cold hell, her expression was a little hesitant, and her bright eyes began to lose her mind.

Scold!

The wild king shouted, the witch's delicate body trembled, and she got out of the confusion, waking up like a dream, and then her face changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out a few feet away.

"It seems that your subordinate has been intimidated, if you don't retreat and cultivate quickly, I'm afraid that your cultivation will be ruined!"

The witch swore that she would forget this voice for the rest of her life, and that person seemed to be weak, but in fact he was a hundred times more terrifying than their demons, no, ten million times.

Lu Jiuyuan walked in the void, although his clothes were ragged and unkempt, he was still calm and calm, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the injuries on his body had already healed, and his blood and qi did not seem to be lacking, if it weren't for the fact that the wild king knew how his leg could hurt the other party, he would have wondered if he had hit Zuo Ye.

Looking at the left night, the wild king's eyes lit up, and the eternal divine light above the eternal night, he seemed to have insight into something. However, the witch's situation at this time is not optimistic, and he is not allowed to continue to tempt.

The two only looked at each other for a while, and then the wild king picked up the witch and turned to leave, and after a hundred steps, he suddenly stopped again, and said without looking back:

"You're really not human!"

"It doesn't matter. Remember, you owe me a trick. Zuo Ye smiled, bathed in the scenery, and was content.

The witch listened to it for a long time, and knew that the wild king retreated without a fight because of her, and her heart was moved, but she was also endlessly guilty.

"The last move, life and death!"

The wild king naturally knew the meaning of Zuo Ye's words, and at this time, the distance broke through the sky, and it was the disciples of the human race who came to help.

The wild king didn't want to cause more trouble, and the wind and thunder exploded under his feet, and the burly figure turned into thunder and lightning and went straight to the sky. Several Celebrity Clan disciples who came to help saw a thunderbolt flash in front of them, and after an instant, several people were torn apart by the huge force and exploded into pieces.

Seeing this, Zuo Ye could only shake his head and sigh, not to regret the lives of those Terran disciples, but when the wild king made a move just now, he clearly still retained some strength, and he did the same. At first glance, the two are evenly matched, and even Zuo Ye has a slight upper hand, but in fact, Zuo Ye loses, not in strength, but in strategy.

He broke the neck of the wild king, this is not wrong, the demon clan is invincible, and only by attacking some vital points can he kill with one blow. But Zuo Ye still underestimated the recovery ability of the demons, in his mind, even if he couldn't kill the wild king, it could make him lose his combat power in a short time, and in this regard, the wild king thought the same as him, he kicked and broke Zuo Ye's waist bone, even if he didn't die, he could abolish seventy percent of the opponent's combat power, so even if Zuo Ye had a secret defense, once his waist was injured, even if you had the ability to reach the sky, you couldn't do it all.

In the final analysis, these are all on-the-spot changes and experience accumulated over a long period of time. Zuo Ye's cultivation talent is outstanding, and there is no shortage of secret magic weapons in his hands. But whenever he meets the enemy, he often takes the momentum of raiding like fire, in fact, because he lacks such combat experience, it is good for ordinary monks, if he encounters those senior cultivators in the fighting method, even if Zuo Ye uses all kinds of means, there is only one way to retreat.

And in the heavens and all worlds, every day there are disciples from ancient families or cultivators who are immortals who die tragically at the hands of scattered cultivators and bandits. When they were in the clan or sect, they all had the guidance of the elders to cultivate, cultivate the high-grade Dao secret arts, and have enough resources to supply, breaking through the realm is like drinking water, and when they go out, they have refined magic weapons to protect themselves, but the only thing that their family sect has not given them is the method of fighting and surviving between life and death.

Of course, not all Xiuzhen family sects are like this, but the disciples under the sect will inevitably appear as 'waste' elites with high and low eyes, and the Dao cultivation is profound, but when it comes to life and death, it will be the one who falls.

Zuo Ye is the same, but his situation is the most complicated, not that he neglected the actual combat, but since he entered the Dao, he has been trapped by the Taihuang Divine Body, and he is an innate knowledge of the sea, and now he is even more self-pitting on the body of the third emperor, vain and uncertain Taoist cultivation, how dare he fight with others, he can't say that he can't fight halfway, and his own problems are in trouble.

"Alas, let's solve the problem of the moment first!" Zuo Ye lowered his head and sighed softly, and then shouted loudly, "I've watched the play for a long time, it's time to show up!" ”