A black shadow rushed out of the light cluster of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One and the Five Elements Killing Double Combo.

Go straight to Yanfei.

Yan Fei knew in his heart that these two sword tricks alone should not be enough to defeat the war demon.

But I didn't expect that the war demon would be able to fight back directly.

This strength made Yan Fei secretly praise.

The name of the war demon is worthy of its name.

Again, so what.

Seeing the war demon rushing up from below, Yan Fei left everything behind, and the sword element in his body was poured into the Evil Sword.

The mournful sound of the Evil Sword was extremely majestic and tragic.

Looking closely, the war demon Duren was holding the coiling dragon stick in both hands, and the black dragon had returned to the coiling dragon stick.

The black dragon is a blessing to the coiling dragon stick.

War Demon Duren's eyes were already flushed red, and the black brocade robe on his body was in tatters, obviously, although he could still fight again, but the two swords just now, he was not easy to take.

Airplanes!

Before the person arrived, this coiling dragon stick had already rushed to Yan Fei and slashed it down.

Yan Fei exclaimed in his heart.

He didn't dodge or dodge, but actually slashed down with a sword against the dragon stick.

Compared with the sword, the strength of the stick is stronger, and it stands to reason that the sword and the stick are not advantageous.

But right now, Yan Fei is already red-eyed.

He wasn't afraid that he wouldn't be able to win the battle demon, what he was afraid of was that the fight would take too long, because what he wanted was deterrence.

He wants to let the demons see if he Yan Fei has this qualification.

Rumble!

The Evil Sword and the Coiling Dragon Stick collided solidly with each other in the shocked eyes of everyone.

Another loud bang.

This loud bang was simply earth-shattering, and many people were numb in their ears from the shock, and some even squatted directly on the ground.

The war demon was not shaken back, and Yan Fei was the same.

Again.

Rumble!

Again!

Rumble!

These three loud bangs are even more powerful and high-pitched than the drums of war.

Everyone was stunned, at the beginning, the two of them didn't have any tricks, and now it's even more so, where is there still some master fighting, this is simply two ruffians and hooligans, fighting on the street.

The temper comes up, see who has the most strength.

Hard shock.

That's right, Yan Fei wants this effect.

He has that capital, the powerful defense and recovery power of the immortal sword body, which is Yan Fei's capital.

After three tough collisions.

The battle demon really couldn't hold on, he was able to resist Yan Fei's two supreme sword tricks, and in that case, he gathered the demon yuan to fight back strongly, which was already a hard fight.

Unexpectedly, Yan Fei came to fight violence with violence.

After three hard fights, the war demon only felt that his tiger's mouth was numb, his chest was stuffy, and it was difficult to breathe.

It's the rhythm to vomit blood.

Peeking at the coiling dragon stick, he was cut out of three deep sword marks by the Evil Sword.

One of them almost cut off half of the dragon stick.

I have to say that the war demon suffered the loss of the Evil Sword, and just when he felt a tightness in his chest, he only felt a strong traction surging from the opposite side, which was the Evil Sword's thirst for blood.

Suddenly, the war demon's throat became salty.

Burst.

A mouthful of blood really couldn't hold back, and it spewed out just when Yan Fei's third sword was sent out, and he was about to send the fourth sword.

But now, it seems that the war demon is not ready to give in.

He forced his cultivation and flew down, hoping to keep a certain distance from Yan Fei and gain a little time to adjust his state, and when he fell, he also threw a pill into his mouth, presumably the pill must not be an ordinary treasure.

This time, Yan Fei did not chase.

He stayed in the air, hovering there, sword in hand, the blade pointed at the demon below.

His eyes were also flushed red, and his entire body was covered in a layer of blood.

He looked down on the war demons, like a god descending from the sky, ruling the world.

The war demon fell to the ground and looked up at Yan Fei, his chest was rising and falling irregularly, obviously, Fang had suffered a big loss.

At this moment, his eyes as he looked up at Yan Fei were full of surprise and incredulity.

The war demon knew that he had lost.

But he doesn't seem to want to just admit defeat, it's too wronged.

Because he hadn't had time to make a move, his Heavenly Descent Dragon Stick Technique hadn't even had time to use.

The war demon even forgot what he was out for.

Netherworld didn't really want to fight with Yan Fei when he let him out, but just wanted him to try how strong Yan Fei was.

In addition, it is also good for the demons to see Yan Fei's combat power.

But to this extent, the war demon is full of wins, and he has won Yan Fei even if he says anything, where can he still remember the purpose of the netherworld.

Win, how to win?

The war demon really felt a little powerless.

But this battle must not end there.

So, with the help of the effect of the elixir he had just taken, Yan Fei began to regather a powerful demon element.

The black demonic qi like a flame burned again outside the body of the battle demon.

"Good boy, it's really amazing, to tell you the truth, the old man was not convinced that you could be this demon emperor before, but now it seems that at least, you do have the ability. ”

Yan Fei was suspended in the air.

Don't talk nonsense.

"Duren, can you continue?"

Du Lun's pale eyebrows frowned, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly after a few breaths: "Haha, hahahaha, the old man likes your madness, just after fighting, the old man lost half a move, he is really unwilling, this time, it's my turn." ”

"Demon Emperor Yan Fei, I also let you see the old man's arrogant dragon stick method. ”

Buzz!

Whew!

When the words landed, Du Lun rose into the air again, and the coiling dragon stick danced violently, and a dragon flew into the sky, turning into nine black dragons in an instant.

Nine long black dragons surrounded the war demon Duren in the center, and the dragon's groans rang out one after another, and the sound shook in the air.

Yan Fei looked at the coiling dragon stick in Du Lun's hand again, and it became more than ten zhang long.

Good guy, it looks pretty imposing.

In fact, Yan Fei was already relaxed at this moment, because he knew that the battle between himself and the war demon Duren was over.

What Durham is doing now is nothing more than a purpose.

Fang tried his best but failed to win himself, could it be that he could save the situation with such a stick method?

No way.

Durham is now showing his teeth and claws, making a big noise, which is actually for the demons to see.

The old guy just didn't want to lose too ugly.

After all, is he the deputy sect master of the Netherworld Demon Sect, even if he loses, he has to be considered a pity, not a fiasco.

Therefore, Yan Fei watched Du Lun perform the Proud Sky Descent Dragon Stick Method there.

It looks like it's really domineering, it's really good.

"But Duren, I'm really embarrassed, although you want to save some face, what I Yan Fei want today is to use you to deter the demons, so I can't give this bit of face you want. ”

With a muttering in his heart, a fierce light flashed in Yan Fei's eyes.

Whoosh! With a flash of figure, Yan Fei swung his sword upward, and the sword slashed the Nine Dragons invincible!