Crackling!

The speed of the purple thunder falling is extremely fast, like a streamer, which cannot be caught by the naked eye!

In an instant, it seemed to split the gloomy canopy in half, and in the crack in the firmament, a thunderbolt fell straight down, exploding towards the top of Yan Jinghong's head at an unparalleled speed.

"Huh?"

Ling Feng saw a thunderbolt from a distance, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, that purple thunder shone on the heavens and the earth, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

In the next moment, he was shocked in his heart, and he realized that something was wrong.

"That's not lightning!"

A thought flashed through his mind, his Son of Heaven Eye, even if it was not opened, was just as amazing.

He clearly saw a trace of the outline, the outline of a human form!

"That's a person?"

Ling Feng's eyelids jumped wildly, what kind of person was it, who actually dared to sneak attack the legendary genius of the empire, Yan Jinghong!

"Hmph, Demon Jiao Prince, do you think that when I am angry, I can't find you? If you want to take the opportunity to sneak attack me, you can't help but look down on me Yan Jinghong too much, right?" Yan Jinghong's expression was as cold as frost.

Moving his body slightly, the purple thunder, almost against his nose, brushed down.

The next moment, in the midst of the thunder, a tall man wearing black armor appeared, with a wave of lightning lingering all over his body, and the breath of thunder was extremely strong.

"Yan Jinghong, you broke into the holy land of my demon clan and stole the holy weapon to seize the Yuan blood bead, this prince naturally wants to chase you to the ends of the earth, and the acquaintance quickly returns the holy weapon, and this prince can spare your life!"

The man in black armor spoke amazingly, it turned out that this person was actually a prince of the demon clan!

Three demon Jiao, guarding the Yuan Blood Bead for generations, this Demon Jiao Prince, was originally the successor of the Yuan Blood Pearl, but the treasure was stolen, and he naturally would not let Yan Jinghong go.

"With you, also deserve it?" Yan Jinghong was arrogant, his eyes swept away, and the sword came as he wished!

Swish!

A terrifying sword aura seemed to burst out of the void!

Ling Feng's pupils contracted suddenly.

In the state where he opened the Heavenly Dao Eye, he couldn't see clearly how Yan Jinghong came out with the sword!

He only felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and in the electric flint, he saw that a long sword with a flickering light emitted a sharp and compelling sword aura, and slashed at the Demon Jiao Prince.

Thunder, sword energy, slammed together.

Suddenly, a cluster of brilliant sparks intertwined with purple and blue burst out in the void, like the most beautiful fireworks in the world.

Then, there was the sound of "clanging" gold and iron, resounding through the void and endlessly, like the gods above the nine heavens roaring.

"It's really strong!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, seeing this almost terrifying confrontation, Ling Feng's heart not only did not feel a little frustrated, but became extremely excited.

The blood of the Son of Heaven in his body is boiling!

Boom!

In another moment, the sword light thundered.

In mid-air, the demon prince stood in the air, holding a black spear in his hand, the demon clouds around him rolled, the arrogance rose, and in the blink of an eye, this majestic demon qi covered most of the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and in the demon clouds, there was more thunder rolling, exuding a suffocating terrifying coercion.

Ling Feng's eyes froze, he didn't know much about the demon clan, but he also knew that this demon prince was only afraid that he was still above the realm of the demon handsome.

Above the demon handsome, the lowest is also the demon king.

And the strength of the Demon Monarch level is roughly equivalent to the powerhouse of the Human Divine Yuan Realm (above the Huayuan Realm).

Such a strong man can definitely be called a hegemon, looking at the entire Tianbai Empire, a strong man with such strength can almost be crowned a marquis and worship the prime minister, and even tear the earth and seal the king!

And Yan Jinghong, in the face of such a strong enemy, was not afraid.

In other words, this Yan Jinghong, his strength, I am afraid that he has also reached the level of the Shenyuan Realm.

Fourteen-year-old Shenyuan Realm!

The name of the legendary genius of the empire is indeed worthy of its name!

Yan Jinghong wore a blue robe, flying in the air, outstanding, the sword light swept away, slashing the demonic thunder, under the fierce attack of the demon Jiao prince, he did not fall behind at all.

The rolling demon cloud couldn't get close to him at all, the long sword in his hand was like a dragon dancing wildly, and every time the sword stabbed out, it was a great cold air, and even the rolling demon qi seemed to be frozen in eternity.

Rumble!

The two sides finally fought hard, guns and swords clashed, the void seemed to tremble, the dark and uncertain void, as if torn apart by terrible energy, terrifying energy, like a hurricane flying around.

"Okay, you Yan Jinghong, a dead woman can still calm down so quickly, you are worthy of being the opponent of this prince!"

The unruly sound exploded like rolling thunder, reverberating in the sky.

The demon prince, his face was as heavy as water, holding a spear, his cold gaze stared at Yan Jinghong, and the black hair behind him was flying, divided into three strands, each strand of hair stood erect behind him, faintly exuding a terrifying might.

Ling Feng took a closer look, only to find that the three strands of hair actually seemed to be the heads of three dragons, three heads, and six eyes, all of which were staring at Yan Jinghong.

"Three Demon Jiao!"

Ling Feng's eyelids jumped, and he finally knew what race this Demon Jiao Prince was.

Among the demon clan, the blood is mixed, and there are many races, the demon Jiao clan is a noble existence among the demon clan, and the three demon Jiao is a kind of desolate alien species that only exists in legends.

Yan Jinghong snorted coldly, and his eyes burst out with murderous intent, "I'll kill you first!"

The sneak attack of the Demon Jiao Prince just now obviously angered this legendary genius, and with a sweep of the sword light, he rushed out with the momentum of slashing the void.

"Yan Jinghong, isn't it just a dead woman, there are so many beauties in my demon clan, if you like women, this prince can give you a few to play with!hahaha......"

In the midst of wild laughter, the figure of the Demon Jiao Prince flashed, turning into a purple thunderbolt, carrying the rolling demonic energy, rushing towards the distance.

This demon prince actually fled directly!

In the face of the angry Yan Jinghong, even the demon prince at the level of the demon prince did not dare to confront him head-on, it is conceivable how strong Yan Jinghong's strength has become.

"Humph!"

Yan Jinghong snorted coldly, his cold gaze scanning the canyon below, and let out a terrifying resentful curse.

"Don't think you can escape! The person I want to kill, even if I escape to the ends of the earth, there is only one way to die!"

Before the words fell, Yan Jinghong's figure had turned into a blue streamer, and he quickly chased him out in the direction where the demon prince disappeared.

For a moment, Ling Feng even felt that Yan Jinghong had discovered his location, but he sensed that the Demon Jiao Prince was nearby, so he would temporarily let himself go and deal with a powerful enemy like the Demon Jiao Prince first.

After all, at this moment, in Yan Jinghong's eyes, I am afraid that he is not even as good as an ant.

"Hoo ......"

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and sat against a big tree, the placket behind him was completely soaked.

"Stronger! I need to get stronger!"

For a long time, Ling Feng clenched his fists, he had the eye of the Son of Heaven, and the degree of demonity might not be inferior to Yan Jinghong, what he needed was just time!