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Stop them!

A demon lord covered all directions with coercion, and said in a cold voice.

Fufeng was suddenly taken aback, several Great Demons of the Transformation God Realm appeared in front of him, and all the Great Demons of the Demon Clan were staring at him.

The demon lord of the Jiao clan appeared, he had reached the realm of Tianzun, and his cultivation was even stronger than that of the god Jiao, and he moved one step and appeared behind Fufeng, looking at the scales and dragon bloodline on Fufeng's body, it seemed that the bloodline was extremely pure.

"Whose child are you?" asked the Jiao Clan Demon Lord with a frown.

Fu Feng blinked and replied, "Great clan master, I am from the Snow Mountain, and I heard that there are humans who are provoking the majesty of the demon clan, so I have come to help in the war. ”

"Your realm is too poor, Yan Mo is the boss of the younger generation of the Holy Court, and he is already in the late stage of the Great Consummation of the Transformation God Realm, and no one under Sendai can compete with him. The patriarch of the Jiao clan said coldly, "You are a descendant of my clan, step aside." ”

Fu Feng scratched his head, thought for a moment, patted his chest and said, "I can challenge their masters of the Dao Palace Realm, come and catch one by one, and I will ensure that I can make miraculous achievements." ”

Hahahaha......

Just when the demon lord of the Jiao clan wanted to refuse, the demon lord of the tiger clan suddenly laughed.

"The Jiao warriors are brave, we are lacking in morale, and it's good for him to try. The Demon Lord of the Tiger Clan flashed and said in a condensed voice.

The demon lord of the Jiao clan frowned and looked at the demon lord of the tiger clan, and said in a cold voice, "During this time, have the warriors of our clan died less?

Fufeng was stunned for a moment, this group of demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall is not monolithic.

The demon lord of the Tiger Clan suddenly snorted coldly and replied, "My son personally went to the battlefield, and Brother Dao is still not satisfied? Hu Chengkong has just entered the realm of the gods, how can he fight with the boss of the other family? The young master of the Jiao clan has never been in a battle, why do you ask my son to fight to the death? If you have the ability to let Long Jiao go to the battlefield, and if you don't die, I will let Hu Chengkong fight a decisive battle." ”

The two demon lords went toe-to-toe and almost fought.

The Tiger Clan Demon Clan looked at the Jiao Clan Demon Lord with a sneer, looked at Fufeng with disdain, and said, "Even this little Jiao Clan rookie you are reluctant to sacrifice, and you slander the old man for not sacrificing for the Demon Clan?"

At this time, many demon lords came one after another, ostensibly to persuade peace, but in Fufeng's opinion, they seemed to want the two demon masters to fight.

When Fu Feng saw it, he immediately knew that there was a good show, so he had a sense of racial honor, and said arrogantly, "My Jiao clan is by no means a bad race, my lord, please allow me to play, and definitely win against them, I am afraid that the masters of other clans will not dare to play and win the Holy Court alone." ”

Seeing that his people were so powerful, the demon lord of the Jiao clan immediately said proudly, "Okay, you go up and fight, and if you win, the old man will give you supreme magic weapons and resources." ”

Fufeng flashed, and said proudly, "My lord rest assured, the kid will never disgrace the Jiao clan." ”

Drive, drive!!

Fufeng drove the demon horse and rushed to the front line, with a momentum soaring to the sky.

The demon lord of the Jiao clan suddenly looked at the demon lord of the tiger clan, and the major demon lords made it clear that they were not in harmony.

......

Wow......

Fu Feng rushed to the front line with Haoyue Sang and yelled, "Get out of the way, I came to challenge the remnants of the Holy Court in the name of the Demon Lord." ”

Fighting alone, it seems that the demon clan has always been in a weak position, even if they win, no one can kill or capture the master of the Holy Court, and once the master of the Holy Court wins, he can always kill the opponent or capture the captive.

The demon clan needs a strong victory to boost morale.

Wow......

Fu Feng stepped onto the chain bridge on the cliff, held an ancient spear, and proudly scolded the army of the Holy Court of Beixia Pass, "The master of the Jiao clan has come to challenge the Holy Court, who dares to come up and send him to death?"

The masters of the Holy Court are all gathered on the wall of Beixia Pass, they do not take the initiative to attack, they only passively defend, and just block the army of the million demon clan, so they like to call the battle the most, and when they see the demon clan taking the initiative to call the battle, they are immediately overjoyed.

"Who went up and killed him?" The Holy Court master had a high fighting spirit, and wanted to dispatch a Dao Palace Realm master to suppress it.

At this moment, Fu Feng roared angrily, "I heard that the head coach of the Holy Court, Yan Mo, is a master, come up and send him to death, Lao Tzu can crush you to death with one finger." ”

Fufeng is really worried about a person who doesn't know him, it's best to come up, he can cooperate with himself, if he can win a few games in a row, the demon clan can let himself control the army, blend into the enemy's army and the upper echelons, and the northern frontier of the Holy Court can be defended.

Yan Mo frowned, looked through the air, and found that the person calling the formation was a little familiar.

Wow......

At this time, a master of the Holy Court rushed over, it was a coincidence, Fu Feng knew him, he also knew Fu Feng, he joined the Holy Court when he was competing for hegemony in the Heavenly Rankings, Fang Dongwei, a member of the Fang family in Southern Xinjiang.

"Look for death! How can you challenge my Templar Boss?"

Fang Dongwei, who looks to be in his twenties, is in the late stage of the Dao Palace Realm, his momentum is like a rainbow, and he is the top master in the same level at a glance.

"Fang Dongwei in this seat, the thief is ...... to death" Fang Dongwei held the divine sword, he didn't even look at Fufeng, and roared into the void with a sword.

Recite!!

Woohoo......

Fang Dongwei's sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and he instantly surrounded Fufeng.

Fufeng's eyes kept signaling Fang Dongwei, but this thing just didn't notice Fufeng's eyes.

Rumble!!

Bang......

"Dead ......"

Fufeng roared, the ancient spear turned into a stick, swept the mountains and rivers, purely relying on brute force, under a stick, Fang Dongwei was shocked back dozens of steps.

Rub and rub......

Fang Dongwei was taken aback, the sword in his hand was trembling rapidly, and the bones in his hand were in pain, and only then did he notice the person in front of him.

Fufeng blinked, his eyes signaled, and then hinted, "Don't you even know Lao Tzu? I will beat you today and kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

Yes???

Fang Dongwei was taken aback, isn't this Fufeng? Why did he run to the enemy camp?

Rumble!!

Bang......

Fufeng's stick method is unorganized, but it is infinitely powerful, and it contains a very strange law of order, and Fang Dongwei, who was pressed, retreated again and again.

Rumble......

Wow......

The entire chain bridge was trembling, and the momentum of the wind was like a rainbow, crushing Fang Dongwei with the strongest attitude.

"Cooperate with me ......"

Fufeng whispered, then drowned out the sound with a stick, and the wind blew violently.

Yes......

Fang Dongwei suddenly understood, pretended to scream, and crawled out of the battlefield.

Rumble!!

Bang......

Fufeng slammed a stick on his buttocks, directly smashing Fang Dongwei hundreds of meters away, directly under the city wall.

"Vulnerable to a blow, let your boss come out and die!"

Fufeng stands proudly on the chain bridge like the god of war, pointing to the North Gorge Pass.

The demon clan was immediately overjoyed, he couldn't imagine that Fufeng had really won, and it was a top master who had won the Holy Court, Fang Dongwei had already killed more than ten young high-level demons of the demon clan in a row.

The demon lord of the Jiao clan smiled even more, and glared at the demon lord of the tiger clan proudly.

......

As soon as Fang Dongwei went back, he immediately said to Yan Mo, "Dashuai, he is ...... Our Holy Court eldest brother, I don't know what the hell he is doing, he actually went to the Northern Xinjiang Demon Clan. ”

"Ah, he's Fufeng? No wonder it's so familiar. Yanmo was speechless, how could a coach run to the enemy camp?

"He asked us to cooperate with him......" Fang Dongwei whispered.

Yanmo was a little confused, what did Fufeng want them to cooperate.

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