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And the demon who had been sitting on it also showed madness in his pupils, stood up, roared, and even tore a low-level demon next to him with one claw.

"Knife two: Fu Long!" I saw a black streamer rushing towards the demon who was still roaring at an extremely fast speed.

However, the latter is only a straight punch: this is intended to break a move directly with the flesh.

And the concubine Tianyuanfu, who cut out this knife, fell into the encirclement of the demon warriors again.

Fei Tianyuan then drew a beautiful arc, and after the arc, the splashes of blood were bright and dazzling, and they were full of another kind of beauty.

On the other side, the blood between the hands of the demon warriors who received the sword with their bare hands was dripping with blood, which was enough to reflect the innate physique advantages of the demon warriors: if a human took this knife under the same fourfold heavenly cultivation, most of them would also suffer a fatal injury.

It's not that Fei Tianyuan has the strength to crush in a cross-level battle, but this knife first accumulates the spirit that Fei Tianyuan has accumulated in his chest and abdomen in the past month, and secondly, the demon warrior has grown up and did not choose to use a weapon to take over this knife.

The demon warrior looked at his bloody hands, and the blood red in his eyes seemed to be able to drip blood immediately.

With a wave of his hand, he directly slapped a small demon warrior beside him into pieces, and then rushed towards Fei Tianyuan, who was still fighting in the demon warrior group.

Seeing this, the other demon warriors flashed out of the way, and at this time, Fu Tianyuan was nailing a demon warrior to the ground with a knife.

When he looked up, he saw that the demon warrior of the Four Heavens was only standing at a distance of about ten meters from the Heavenly Abyss.

Fu Tianyuan stepped on it heavily, and the demon warrior who was nailed to the ground and was not dead under his feet was like opening a big dye room: red, white, and even green and purple.

And the demon warrior of the Four Heavens turned a deaf ear to the life and death of the same clan in front of him, and just stared at Fei Tianyuan with wide eyes.

The latter carried the knife over his shoulder, only to remember that there was still a man hanging from his back.

Yan Tianyuan turned his head, looked at the girl who was pale but had bright eyes, and smiled: "It's okay?!" ”

The girl on the back looked at the face of this boy who she thought was beautiful, her face turned red, and she just buried her head in his shoulder: "Hmm! ”

"Can you hold on next?" Fei Tianyuan straightened his sword.

"Hmm!"

"That's good." Fei Tianyuan turned his head and looked at the demon warrior who was just standing motionless but murderous, and his eyes became fierce again.

The demon warrior also turned around and roared, and the other demon warriors scattered, leaving a huge no-man's land for the two of them.

Raindrops are falling, trying to wash away everything here.

Water and blood, babbling like a stream, converged.

The dead people and the warriors of the demon clan looked at the sky with empty eyes, as if something incredible had happened.

No, it's happening: they die, and everything that happens in this world in the future will only have nothing to do with them.

The rain first fell on Qin Jing, and then slid down on Yan Tianyuan, soaking the clothes of the two.

also turned the blood stains on the "virtual" knife into wisps, and it was as clean as ever.

The demon warrior slapped the ground hard, roaring, and ricocheting like a cannonball.

Fei Tianyuan dodged sideways, but the wind he brought up knocked his hair down.

The hair fell out one by one.

The demon warrior turned his head and spat out a mouthful of phlegm, looked at the two of them, and slapped the ground again, but he didn't rush over again

Seeing this, Fei Tianyuan finally understood what this demon warrior meant, that is, let him put Qin Jing down and have a good fight, there was no demon around him, but it was much safer.

He looked at Qin Jing with an inquiring gaze, and the latter also nodded as if he had a heart, and said, "It's okay, there is the Killing Immortal Sword, only the monsters of the Three Heavens can pose some threat to me, and you must have found out at that time, it's okay!" ”

Yan Tianyuan nodded, but said uneasily: "Go far, don't go too far!" ”

"yes, got it!" As she spoke, Qin Jing walked over there, picked up the ghost sword and slaughtered immortals that were still inserted in the ground, and sat down on an open step with no cover all around, looking at the people and demons over there.

After Yan Tianyuan saw Qin Jing sit down, he turned around and leveled the knife: "Fei Tianyuan!" ”

The demon warrior just scratched his chest twice with his claws, and he also howled, exhaling heavily.

At this time, the spring thunder in the north sounded for the first time.

This person and demon disappeared in place at the same time.

I only saw a phantom shadow appear in the rain, and wherever it appeared, the rain would stagnate in that place.

The sound of the wind, the rain, the jingling.

The sound is like playing a piece of music about death.

At this time, the demon warrior slapped heavily, but Fu Tianyuan returned his knife to block it, and retreated fourteen or fifteen meters away.

The rain gathered along his hair and formed a stream of water, and a few strands were scattered in front of Fei Tianyuan's forehead.

"Whew!" Fei Tianyuan exhaled, inserted his five fingers into his hair, and combed them all behind.

The heavy breathing of the demon warrior and the heaving chest were all in his eyes.

He smiled, with madness in his laughter, and as soon as his right hand loosened, he threw the knife on the ground.

"I won't bully you, the demons who can't spell, let's play hand-to-hand combat!" Fu Tianyuan listened to the crisp sound of the knife falling to the ground.

As he spoke, he rushed to the demon warrior and punched straight to the door.

The demon warrior felt the provocation from this petite human in front of him, roared angrily, and did not defend, just punched him in the face.

"Bang!" At the same time, the fists of the two were imprinted on each other's faces without reservation, and the huge impact made each other take two steps back.

At this time, the innate superiority of the demon warrior in terms of physique was reflected, and he threw a second punch before Fei Tianyuan.

Fei Tianyuan just dodged this punch with a possession, and then slammed into the defenseless soft abdomen of the demon warrior.

The fist sank deep, and the demon warriors all spat out a mouthful of blood under this powerful punch, but it didn't retreat, put its hands together, and slammed it down.

This hammer was like a hammer, almost smashing Yan Tianyuan to the ground, but he just slapped the ground with his left hand, and hit the demon warrior's chin with another uppercut, and finally knocked it back a few steps.

Fei Tianyuan's hair covered his forehead again, but this time it was not only rain, but also mixed with his own blood.

He pulled his hair back again, feeling the hot back and cheeks that had begun to swell, and he smiled: "It's still this kind of fighting!" The spell fight is really powerless in comparison. Sure enough, only hand-to-hand combat is a man's romance! ”

All he responded to was a roar from the demon warrior.