As soon as the Feather King's body turned, countless invisible golden halos shot out, shooting directly towards the Ghost Eagle Demon King. The sound of "Zizi" sounded instantly, but the ghost eagle retreated one after another.

After entering the demon, the appearance of the Ghost Eagle Demon King was a little terrifying, with red hair and red eyes. A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and for a while, the demonic qi was so strong that it actually melted the attack sent out by the Feather King.

"What a pure demonic energy." The Feather King didn't know whether to praise or sarcastically, and the golden feather in his hand was also stunned, and then, a golden power suddenly exploded, and he swarmed towards the Ghost Eagle Demon King.

"Give me death!" The Ghost Eagle Demon King roared violently, and the demonic qi suddenly exploded, like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth.

The golden aura laid a barrier in front of the feather king to resist the invasion of the demonic qi, but as the demonic qi strengthened, it was obvious that the golden aura was exhausted, and it actually made people feel that they could not resist.

Zhang Sanfeng's heart turned, the descendants of Ji Tian of the Yu clan, and then Zhang Sanfeng waved his right hand, and once again sacrificed the evil sword, Haoran righteousness, blocking in front of the Yu King.

"Holy Confucianism punishes evil spirits!" Zhang Sanfeng used the Qiushui Sword to deal with Bai Fan at this moment, and at the same time, the Evil Sword took over from King Yu and resisted the erosion of demonic energy.

The furious demonic aura came in a flash. However, the milky white righteousness was instantly flourishing, and the illusory figure of the Great Confucian appeared out of thin air in front of the Evil Slashing Sword, the Evil Slashing Sword flashed with dazzling light, and the aura of Haoran instantly made the Ghost Eagle Demon King chill. The phantom with the aura of Confucianism stubbornly blocked the invasion of demonic energy.

It's strange to say that even the demonic energy that King Yu had to bother to resist dissolved like a mouse meeting a cat as soon as he came into contact with the mighty righteous qi emanating from the evil sword.

"What kind of power are you, why can you restrain my demonic energy?" The Ghost Eagle Demon King exclaimed incredulously. Confucianism and Taoism have long since disappeared for many years, and the Ghost Eagle Demon King has not thought about this aspect for a while.

", this Confucian is so powerful that it can restrain demonic energy." Zhang Sanfeng had only one thought in his heart at this time, that is, to take advantage of the victory to pursue and not leave a chance for the Ghost Eagle Demon King.

"Confucianism in the world, one by one, sword flying immortals!" Zhang Sanfeng no longer had half a point of fear in his heart, he was full of huge battle intent, and this blow exerted all his strength.

A sword slashed out, and two Confucian long snakes were entangled with each other, and suddenly came out, and the Ghost Eagle Demon King let out a miserable cry and flew out immediately.

This Ghost Eagle Demon King is indeed unlucky, in order to be able to deal with the Yu King, who knew that Zhang Sanfeng would insert a pole horizontally, and when he used his own essence blood to stimulate the demon qi to launch an attack, he had already injured his vitality.

Haoran Righteousness has just restrained the demonic energy, and is counterattacked by the Haoran Righteousness, so that the demonic energy that they burst out is destroyed.

All of a sudden, he was seriously injured, but his combat effectiveness was reduced to the limit. A Sword Flying Immortal arrived just when he was at his most vulnerable, so that he was already injured before he even had time to react.

Many monks were stunned by the scene in front of them, they didn't guess that Zhang Sanfeng's strength was so strong, and the one who felt the most was King Yu, and they didn't expect that the Ghost Eagle Demon King who suppressed him was actually hit hard by Zhang Sanfeng.

Also surprised was Bai Fan, who was fighting with Zhang Sanfeng, but who would have thought that Zhang Sanfeng would be able to fight and hit the Ghost Eagle Demon King with a thunderous momentum. The Demon Eagle Demon King in the Demon Transformation had to avoid its edge even if he was himself, which made him take aback and move half a beat slower.

Taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, Zhang Sanfeng commanded the Qiushui Sword, and with a tricky stab, it went straight to Bai Fan's chest.

Bai Fan was half a beat slower, it was already very difficult to dodge with speed, and his body leaned back slightly.

The Star Seal appeared again, and with a bang, he took Zhang Sanfeng's Qiushui Sword.

"Very good, you are very good, worthy of my destined enemy." Bai Fan smiled coldly and said undeniably.

"Bai Fan, don't insist on going wrong anymore, as a former star monarch, you should have protected the common people, why should you choose a path that is completely deviated from." Zhang Sanfeng asked in a low voice.

"What is guarding the common people, it's just a painting cake, do you know the true side of this world?" Bai Fan smiled coldly, with disdain and mockery in his words.

As soon as Bai Fan's words fell, his body rushed over directly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to Zhang Sanfeng, and the other black ring knife did not bring out a trace of wind, and slashed diagonally towards Zhang Sanfeng's chest. Because of the strength of the power, it slashed through Zhang Sanfeng's defenses. This Bai Fan actually didn't have more than one demonic ring knife, everyone was terrified, how many people would have to be killed to raise two such magic knives, and this one was much stronger than the previous one.

"Be careful!" The Feather King reminded, but it was already a little late.

In fact, there is no need for King Yu to remind, Zhang Sanfeng keenly feels that he has discovered the arrival of the crisis, but at the critical moment, Zhang Sanfeng has exploded his potential.

The Xuan Arcane Gong was running to the extreme, but the physical body resisted this blow hard.

"Roar!" Zhang Sanfeng attracted his own dragon qi, and the azure light instantly flourished, and the phantom of Ying Long floated from behind Zhang Sanfeng, as if a demon god had descended.

"No way, who are you! How is it possible to suppress me? "The Ghost Eagle Demon King was incredulous, feeling the suppression from the soul, this was the pressure of the superior of the demon clan on the lower. The Ghost Eagle Demon King's body involuntarily became shorter, and a roaring roar sounded from his mouth. The majesty of the dragon family cannot be provoked!

Hearing this roar, the movements of the other monks also slowed down, and they all felt the breath that they had never felt before.

Subconsciously, the Ghost Eagle Demon King didn't feel that Zhang Sanfeng's bloodline power was stronger than his own. Angry, he didn't hesitate to blast out an eagle claw from the bottom up, wanting to avenge the frightened.

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng clearly felt that he felt a dangerous aura, and he surged up frantically from the bottom up.

"Grab the Tiger Fist and fight Ling Xiao one by one!" Zhang Sanfeng compressed the aura in his body in an instant, and the blue light lit up from his arm at the same time, which was brilliant and dazzling.

The Ghost Eagle Demon King saw Zhang Sanfeng's punch coming, in his eyes, Zhang Sanfeng's punch was huge, but in his opinion, he could at least dodge such a punch, but the pride of the Ghost Eagle Demon King made him hesitate, in his opinion, only by defeating Zhang Sanfeng head-on could he save his glory. Hard resistance became his choice, and the black demonic energy increased its horsepower again, surging out.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the two fists were intertwined, and the Ghost Eagle Demon King's expectation that he could easily defeat Zhang Sanfeng did not happen. At this moment, the Ghost Eagle Demon King was frightened, and he was shocked to find that no matter how much he urged his demonic energy, he could no longer move forward in the slightest.

"Bumper!" In the huge roar that was enough to make the mountains and rivers tremble, the Ghost Eagle Demon King was directly knocked out more than ten meters away.