Shen Di's face was shocked and angry, and he was angry that the ghost of the old demon was still gone, and he blocked his way to rescue Yu Lei, and he naturally hated the old demon in his heart.

And all this anger, superimposed together, but not as thick as the shock, the figure of the wild solitary son has been shot towards Yu Lei, with his skills, at most, it is only a breath of kung fu to get close to Yu Lei, if he is close to the wild solitary son, Yu Lei is no longer capable, in the case of several heavy blows in a row, how to still be the opponent of the wild solitary son.

Yu Lei's life was suddenly in jeopardy, how could Shen Di, as his brother, not be shocked or angry.

"Get out of here."

Shen Tu shouted angrily, there was no trace of retention in his body, the surging tide rolled in his body, and the white palms were filled with a dark color, black as ink, and the halo flowed, and suddenly slapped at the old demon.

Tu Lao Demon's eyes froze, and from Shen Di's eyes, he saw a trace of madness, and he knew that Yu Lei's danger had already made Shen Tu crazy.

The two figures swept up, Shen Di wanted to go over, as a roadblock, the old demon naturally refused to stop, the tall body blocked in front of Shen Di, his fists were punched, and the wind and thunder were startled.

With a few muffled sounds, the old demon and the god had already made more than a dozen moves, without a trace of gorgeous and fancy, all of them were simple moves, accompanied by a trace of overflowing internal energy, in the dark night, extremely gorgeous.

It's just that this gorgeous color is like the most beautiful man-eating flower in nature, although it is beautiful but it also needs human life.

Naturally, it is not easy to slaughter the old demon, hiding in a small temple for decades, cultivating his life. This big guy of the devil has disappeared for decades. The martial arts are becoming more and more exquisite. In the entire Chang'an City, I am afraid that few people know the Dao, this tall old man with inconvenient legs and feet, but it is a myth admired in the hearts of so-called demon masters such as Mo Xiaohuan.

His knife was not there, but the pair of fists were comparable to the sharp knives, and the raised fist peaks had purple fluorescence flashing from time to time, and the fists visible to the naked eye kept flickering, for a while. The frenzied god couldn't break through the interception of the old demon slayer.

And at this time, the screams finally rang out.

Shen Di's body shook, and he suddenly forced back to slay the old demon, and suddenly looked at the place where the scream came from.

Old Demon Tu also slowed down his attack, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he looked in the direction where Ye Guzi was.

A few pairs of eyes, staring at that side, everyone was condensing and breathing, but they saw a person dragged out by the wild solitary son, like a dead corpse. A long streak of blood streaked across the ground.

The victory and defeat were naturally divided, and Ye Guzi dragged Yu Lei, who had fainted, out of the darkness. The long streak of blood on the ground was unusually conspicuous.

Yu Lei didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and it seemed that he was dragged by the wild solitary son without a trace of struggle.

"Second brother."

Shen Di's heart was first suffocated, and then there was a shocking roar, the mixture of grief and anger and murderous intent, which made people's scalps tingle.

Old Demon Tu's face changed drastically, and when he saw Shendi's body shoot up, his body moved, and he met it without hesitation.

The momentum exuded by the furious god is rising in a stepwise manner, that is, the old demon slayer, there is a feeling of being targeted by the beasts of the wilderness, and the pores of his body are shrinking, as if he is facing a great enemy.

"Wild solitary son, I want you to pay for your life."

Shen Di's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and with an angry shout, Shen Di's body hit like the wind.

"Stay."

Old Demon Slayer tried to intercept Shen Di's footsteps, and he also knew that Shen Tu at this time was definitely not what he was stopping, but he had to try his best.

At this time, compared with the gods, the wild solitary son can be described as a difference between heaven and earth.

Compared with the good mental state of the gods, Ye Guzi's combat power has dropped by three or four layers, and he successfully won Yu Lei, and Ye Guzi's injuries are not light.

Rabbits can bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention that Yu Lei is more fierce than rabbits.

Yu Lei's inverted bite, so that Ye Guzi's internal organs are almost displaced, if it weren't for his skills are really superb enough, otherwise it would really be a lose-lose ending, even so, his chest is unusually dull, the speed of internal energy flowing is also much slower, several key acupuncture points, even more blocked, internal strength can not penetrate the whole body in time, his combat power plummeted three or four layers, wisps of green mangs are wantonly destroying in the body, like a-stirring stick, a pool of crystal clear pools are muddy, Yu Lei is worthy of being a peerless ruthless person, It was folded in the hands of the wild solitary son, and it didn't make him feel better, and the wisps of cyan dark energy were rushed into his body when Yu Lei slapped the wild solitary son, and for a while, it lingered, which can be described as extremely ruthless.

At this time, the wild solitary son, as expected by the old demon, even if he successfully won Yu Lei, the consumption and damage to him were also not small, and the internal strength alone could not surge smoothly, and the impact on him was more than a little bit, before the wisps of cyan dark energy were driven out of the body, this influence was like the gangrene of the attached bones, always accompanied him, as long as the wild solitary son mobilized the internal strength in the body, it would be affected a lot.

In the dark, four pairs of eyes stared at the wild solitary son, and the color of horror appeared on his face, Yu Lei lay on the ground uncertain about his life and death, the ground was full of bloodstains, and his white hair was dyed red, and at a glance, it was very miserable.

What they were horrified was not the tragic scene of Yu Lei, but the power of the wild solitary son, who was Yu Lei? Everyone in the peep knows that a person who dares to provoke the regime, kills Taishou, puts down and grabs weapons, the Han family has been in the Han family for hundreds of years, and it is the first case that people in the rivers and lakes dare to do such a bold thing, in order to arrest these two people, the top masters of the Taiwei Mansion are almost dead, and even the top masters raised by the four palaces with Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong, Sun Zhang, and Bi Lan have all returned with heavy injuries, such characters are actually lying on the ground like a dead man in the hands of Ye Guzi, everyone can see that Ye Guzi still has spare strength, this is a terrible contrast, Even if it doesn't mean that Ye Guzi is really many times stronger than Yu Lei, it is enough to make people feel frightened.

Chen Gong doesn't care, the stronger Ye Guzi is, the worst preparations he may not use, in comparison, he doesn't want that scene to happen, after all, it is difficult to explain to Yuan Shang, this is the most important thing.

The god roared with an angry roar, his palms clenched, his fists trembled, and he shook the old demon back four or five steps.

"It's crazy."

Tu Lao Mo rubbed his aching fist peak, but there was no trace of retreat, his eyes flashed a trace of heat, no matter what, even if he couldn't stop Shen Di, he would try his best, this is no longer just for Ye Guzi, but also to complete his martial heart, if Tu Lao Mo wants to go one step further, this heart must be fully sublimated, and as a martial artist from the Demon Dao, if he wants to go further, there is nothing faster and easier than fighting.

This is also the reason why the so-called righteous people despise the people in the Demon Dao, to a certain extent, the courage and ruthlessness is indeed a distinctive sign of the people in the Demon Dao, their martial arts have long determined their style, as the top master of the Demon Dao, there is no doubt that the desire and passion for fighting is incomparable to ordinary people.

The iron fist roared, the wind swept away, all the surrounding objects were destroyed, and the god kept approaching, and only the figure of the wild solitary son was left in his eyes.

Tu Lao Demon's robe hissed, the white hair was strangely dyed purple, the magic skills he practiced were known as the magic path thousand-year holy scripture, cultivated to a certain level, the internal strength will turn purple, the power is very terrifying, since the inheritance of some amazing talents thousands of years ago, few descendants can cultivate to the extreme, Tu Lao Demon is a special case, since childhood, the talent is not amazing, but by step by step to cultivate this holy book to the extreme, this holy book contains purple internal strength to the extreme, just like the old demon slaughter, It is enough to change one's body and burst out into a more powerful offensive.

There were a few angry bangs, and the body of the god was shocked back a few steps, and even if the old demon who did his best was slightly inferior to the god in strength, he also narrowed the gap between the two infinitely, and that awe-inspiring momentum was that the god in the anger needed to look directly.

There were potholes on the ground, and Ye Guzi took the opportunity to sort out the messy internal strength in his body, and ten steps away, the confrontation between Tu Lao Mo and Shen Di, the wisps of fist wind that poured out, blew his white hair, and with a more amazing sound, Tu Lao Mo's body flew upside down suddenly, and then Shen Di's figure slapped towards Ye Guzi. (To be continued......)