Yin Ming looked at the people of the Wen Sect and said, "The people of the Wen Sect, I never remember to teach you the truth of discouragement. ”

"Our generation of literati should be cautious and firm in their minds. ”

"Now, stand up for me. ”

With this burst of drinking, Yin Ming used Wendao means.

The sound was like thunder, and it exploded in everyone's ears.

The eyes of the people of the Wen Sect were firm, and they stood up from the ground one by one.

Yi Yao's hand couldn't help but let go, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little stupid.

Yin Ming nodded at her, stood up, and flew into the air.

He laughed and said, "Your Excellency the Demon King, please stay!"

As he spoke, a literary aura ran through the sky and went straight to the four-armed monkey king.

The four-armed monkey king was surprised and delighted, turned around, and laughed wildly: "Terran, you still dare to go out of the city." ”

Yin Ming smiled faintly and said: "Your Excellency the Demon King is definitely looking for trouble with my human race, I can't say it, I want to ask Your Excellency to give you the head." ”

Although the tone is flat, it faintly reveals a kind of murderous intent.

In order to provoke him out of the city, the four-armed monkey king actually wanted to slaughter tens of thousands of people.

Yin Ming was already brewing a murderous plan in his heart.

In other words, he has always had a killing intent for the four demon kings in his heart.

Today is the day when this wisp of killing machine shows its edge!

There was no more nonsense, Yin Ming's hand Chinese Dao pen linked, outlining ink marks in the air.

The four-armed monkey king's reaction was also extremely fast.

Both of them are comparing speed.

The three strokes of the word "诛" are connected, like an entangled red dragon rushing towards the four-armed monkey king.

The four-armed monkey king punched four times in a row, and the demonic energy exploded during the action.

The violent collision erupted into a shocking momentum.

A bloody slaughter began.

Yin Ming's clothes are fluttering, and the Wendao Zhu pen is flying, and it seems that his figure is extremely chic.

The four-armed monkey king roared fiercely, his four fists were like the wind, and he was as ferocious as a demon god.

This battle is inseparable.

But in the West City, everyone is worried.

Because, the Demon King, there are still three!

Yi Yao held on to the battlements at the head of the city, gently grabbed the shirt on his left chest with one hand, and looked nervously at the one person and one demon in the sky.

No matter how smart she is and how good she is, in the face of this kind of strength duel, she has no choice but to pray silently in her heart.

At this time, the demon wind suddenly rose.

An invisible sound wave burst through the air, and the roaring sound shook a radius of hundreds of miles.

The two black lights flashed away, directly taking Yin Ming in the sky.

It was the Red Throat King who shot with the Inkhorn White Deer.

In the bloody flesh hole above the Red Throat King's head, a cyan cyclone swirled slightly, as if brewing a supreme blow.

The two antlers on the top of the white deer's head had disappeared, and two long swords with cold light hung at his sides.

In the distance, the White Deer King also revealed his figure.

He still appears in human form, with a broken sword between his hooves.

It was a treasure handed down by one of the strongest men of his ancestors.

Although it has been broken, it can still reach the level of a quasi-saint soldier in terms of grade, and it can be ranked among the innate weapons.

The broken sword pointed at Yin Ming from afar, and an inexplicable qi machine had locked him.

The four demon kings all showed the ability to press the bottom of the box.

The huge value that Yin Ming may contain in his body makes it impossible for the four demon kings to be reserved.

The White Deer King said coldly: "Boy, don't blame us for bullying the small with the big and the small with the more. ”

"It's no wonder that the things you hold in your hands are too valuable for you to protect. ”

Yin Ming smiled indifferently: "The demons are not separated, this is a racial dispute, how can there be more to bully less?"

Yin Ming never expected a fair duel with a certain demon king.

It's a life-and-death struggle.

If the crowd tactics can drown the demon king, then Yin Ming doesn't mind summoning the people of the whole west to have a crowd war.

Wendao Zhu pen waved, Yin Ming fought and retreated.

Big characters burst into infinite light in the air.

The Red Throat King forced him up and said in a gloomy manner: "Boy, don't you use your innate treasure?"

The Inkhorn White Deer said coldly: "As long as he takes one scroll, I will immediately destroy this great city of the human race." ”

In addition to being knocked away by the demon king, the volume of the "Music" Sutra that is missing, the remaining four volumes of the original scriptures are guarded in the four directions of the West City.

If Yin Ming used the Four Classics, then Feng Xicheng would immediately be attacked by the Demon King.

Therefore, Yin Ming can only fight the four demon kings alone with a single stroke of Wendao Zhu Pen.

This is not a long-term solution.

The White Deer King said coldly: "Wrap this son." ”

"Although he restrains my clan's demonic spirit, he is not suitable for close combat. ”

The rest of the demon kings understood.

Yin Ming's attack is very strong, but firstly, it takes time to shoot, and secondly, his physical strength is far inferior to that of the demon clan.

That's the flaw!

Although the four demon kings have their own thoughts, they are strong and can cooperate after all.

After just a few breaths, Yin Ming was surrounded by the four demon kings.

The four demon kings stopped their hands in unison, and their cold eyes swept over Yin Ming, as if they were looking at some treasure.

The White Deer King said: "You have no way to escape, don't you give up?"

If possible, he didn't want to get out of the way, and wanted to get Yin Ming as soon as possible.

Yin Ming said softly: "A few people have chased each other here, and I can't say that I want to give you a return gift." ”

As he spoke, his expression cooled.

This is not the end of the road.

The White Deer King was the first to feel bad, and immediately wanted to retreat.

However, he was worried that Yin Ming was bluffing, so he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

It was at this moment that change happened, and it was too late for any idea.

With Yin Ming as the center, a huge "town" character emerges from under his feet.

At the same time, Yin Ming waved his pen, and the word "town" also appeared in the air.

The two "town" words, like meat sandwiches, sandwiched himself and the four demon kings together.

The four demon kings changed color slightly, and each attacked to resist Yin Ming's suppression.

The four demon kings joined forces, and the two words "town" were immediately broken.

Yin Ming, who was standing in the center, already had an extra volume of manuscript in his hand.

Wen Dao Zhu pen, gently write the last word on it.

"Yi" Sutra, the book is completed!

The White Deer King understood everything, and roared: "It's not good, it's an innate treasure again!"

The innate treasure is not terrible, what is terrible is the heaven and earth spirit that was triggered when it was born, as well as the terrifying thunder.

It's late!

Now that we know Yin Ming's methods, it's too late.

Yin Ming has been calculating the means to break the enemy since the day the four demon kings besieged the city.

For this moment, he didn't know how many times he had calculated and how much effort he had expended.

Even, there were a few times when Yin Ming overcalculated and almost triggered the catastrophe.

For more than a month, Yin Ming had already calculated this moment to the point of near-perfection.

The word "town" has disappeared, and six huge "seal" characters have appeared.

This kind of ordinary Wendao big characters, of course, it is impossible to help the four demon kings.

However, a moment of delay is enough.

Bang!

Born with colorful clouds, clouds descend on the sun and thunder.

A scroll of manuscript in Yin Ming's hand rose into the sky and was struck by the thunder.

With this as the center, the surrounding area suddenly surged.