The demon soldier who was trampled by Liu Teng had his head like a rotten watermelon, and he had already died on the spot.

Liu Teng had already flown straight towards the big demon.

He muttered scriptures in his mouth, and his body began to bloom with a literary aura.

The big demon was taken aback and hurriedly parried, but he had already lost the upper hand.

However, he has been stumbling and difficult to parry.

The other two demons were taken aback and flew to the aid of the demon.

Behind Yin Ming, Liu Ji and a disciple came out.

One holds a pen and the other holds a book, each blocking a big demon.

The big demon opposite Liu Ji was frightened, and his eyes looked at the pen in Liu Ji's hand in disbelief.

This pen is also an imitation of Yin Ming's Wendao Zhu pen, using the deer hair taken after the death of the White Deer King.

The tip of the pen is slightly scorched, because the white deer king bathed in thunder that day, and his fur was a little scorched.

However, after all, this is the fur of the demon king, and after being refined with a literary atmosphere, it is made into fur, which has its own extraordinary.

In later generations, this batch of demon kings who were personally refined by Wenzu were called Jiaobi and were treasures of Wenzong.

The big demon said in disbelief: "That boy, what is this thing in your hand, why do you have the breath of my demon clan?"

Liu Ji sneered and said, "What took your life." ”

After that, he couldn't help but say it, and directly waved his pen and wrote it.

Wenzong's means of paying attention to the word "fast".

Because it is necessary to use chapters and sentences, it is necessary to seize the opportunity to have the opportunity to make a move.

And once the Wenzong people complete the inscription, in the battle with similar strength, it means that the result has been announced in advance.

Liu Ji is now a Wenzong, and he is slightly inferior to this great demon comparable to the Great Grandmaster.

However, because of the first move, it will not fall behind.

On the other side, the disciple of Yin Ming unfolded the scriptures, and the scriptures bloomed with infinite literary atmosphere.

This is a scripture directly copied from the original scriptures of Yin Ming, and it is influenced by the original scriptures, which is not the same as ordinary scriptures.

The big demon was defenseless, and immediately fell into the way, shrouded in a literary aura, and let out an angry roar.

In a three-way battle, Yin Ming's subordinates did not fall behind.

Liu Teng's side ended the battle even early.

A hammer fell, and the big demon's brain splattered, and it was dead.

The eight hundred demon soldiers were dumbfounded.

Here's what's going on.

It is said that the good human race is very weak, how is it different from the rumors.

At this time, the other two big demons complained bitterly in their hearts and regretted it.

Before they came, the demon king had said that the human race in Fengxi had masters.

It's just that they didn't take it seriously.

In their opinion, as long as they don't run into the monster that killed the four demon kings, they can run rampant in Fengxi.

Who would have thought that these human races in Fengxi were really terrible,

Send any one, and you can actually fight against the big demon.

At this time, the two big demons suddenly trembled in unison.

They looked at Yin Ming with an incredulous look.

They saw that Yin Ming was too young, so they didn't associate Yin Ming with the terrifying demon king in the legend at all.

Now that I think about it, this human race is probably the monster that killed the four demon kings!

Thinking of this, the momentum of the two big demons plummeted.

Feelings of despair spread uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.

Liu Ji and another disciple seized the opportunity and stormed up, suppressing the two big demons.

On the side of the Terrans, Yin Ming nodded to Yang Ziming.

Yang Ziming understood, turned around and prepared to command the Wen Sect people to attack.

Liu Moyang suddenly said, "Two, I'll come." ”

As he spoke, he drew his knife.

Yin Ming immediately raised his hand and motioned for the Wen Sect to stop.

He understood what Liu Moyang meant, hoping to give the soldiers some opportunities to exercise.

Although Yin Ming is the ancestor of Wenzong, he does not reject martial arts.

As the provincial capital of Fengxi, he is also happy to see that the army can hone its true bloodiness in the fight with the demon clan.

Liu Moyang's long knife pointed at the eight hundred demon clans and rode out.

More than 200 soldiers each held their blades, silently followed behind Liu Moyang, and rushed out.

Commanders affect subordinates.

Since Liu Moyang took office, the soldiers in Fengxi have been somewhat affected by Liu Moyang's personality.

Although they were silent, they were determined, like a sharp knife, straight into the eight hundred demon soldiers.

Today, these Fengxi soldiers are very different from the past.

In martial arts cultivation, the first thing to look at is talent, and the second is to look at resources.

In the past six months, there have not been many other things in Fengxi City, that is, the demon clan has a lot of flesh and blood.

Not to mention the demon soldiers, the flesh and blood of the big demons were once the commonplace of the soldiers of Fengxi.

Even, when the four demon kings were killed, the soldiers were lucky enough to taste the flesh and blood of the demon kings.

This kind of flesh and blood medicine doesn't need to be eaten with money, and the strength of these soldiers can't be improved if they don't want to.

They rushed into the demon array, with the momentum of Liu Teng slashing the big demon, and directly killed a person on his back.

Countless demons wailed, bled and fell.

The battle ended quickly at a speed beyond the imagination of the demon clan.

On the ground, there were 800 corpses of demon clans.

Liu Ji and the disciples of Wenzong have also succeeded, and the two big demons have already been defeated, just waiting for them to make up for the fatal blow.

Yin Ming suddenly said in a loud voice: "Wait a minute." ”

Liu Ji and the disciple were stunned for a moment, and they both stopped.

Yin Ming walked over slowly.

Yin Deng came out of the crowd and sneakily followed behind Yin Ming.

On this trip, Yin Deng and the scholar also followed Yin Ming.

No one feared for their safety.

The scholar is already a scribe, and Yin Deng is even more outrageous, he is already a scribe.

In addition, Wenqi naturally restrains the demon clan, and he can protect himself when he encounters a weaker demon.

How old she was.

Even if she followed Yin Ming's side and was nourished by the literary spirit of this Wen Zu, it also showed her amazing talent.

In front of the battle, the two big demons fell in place, motionless.

After witnessing the battle just now, and vaguely guessing Yin Ming's identity, where did they still have half of their fierceness.

Yin Ming came to them and asked, "Are you the Yellow Mountain Demon Clan?"

The two big demons nodded.

Everyone was stunned.

No wonder this group of monsters is so not afraid of death, seeing that Yin Ming neither knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, nor ran for his life.

Feelings, these demon clans are not the remnants of Xishan, so they don't recognize Yin Ming.

A big demon couldn't help but ask, "You, are you that terrible big devil in Fengxi?"

The Big Devil?

Yin Ming was stunned.

Liu Teng leaned over and said suspiciously: "Master, didn't you say that there are demons in the north, and there are also demons in Fengxi?"

Yin Ming shook his head and asked, "What big devil?"

Another big demon couldn't help but say, "No need to ask, it must be him." ”

"If he wasn't the big devil who slaughtered the four demon kings and tens of thousands of demon soldiers, how could he command these powerful human races. ”

Many of the Wen Sect members and soldiers chuckled.

Unexpectedly, the provincial capital was majestic and grand, and he was actually rumored to be the big devil by the demon clan.

Yin Ming's mood was not very relaxed.

The honey of A, the arsenic of B.

Although the Fengxi people regard him as a savior, the demon clan regards him as a big devil.