Hu Butao can't do it so calmly!

Wen Fan's body was crooked and almost fell off Xiaoxiao's body, you are the master of the demon realm who can't even handle a few little hairy birds, how did you mess up!

"I know you can't beat them now, you can scare them!"

"I'll try! I think I'm going to confess today! Why don't you send me back to the house to hide for a while?"

Wen Fan really wanted to kick her down, and said angrily: "What's the use of you hiding, if I die, you won't even have scum left, believe me, I won't let you die!"

Long Xiaoxiao slowed down as he said, but in the time of a cup of tea, the pursuers behind him were close at hand.

"Who is presumptuous here! Dare to offend the master, you all want to die, don't you?"

Hu Butao stood up, his long hair fluttering in the wind, his fierce eyes were full of murderous aura, and the kind of domineering momentum that belonged to the demon lord appeared again!

"It's the Demon Lord!"

"Meet the Demon Lord!"

The patriarch of the Bayi Condor Clan was stunned for a moment, and there was a subconscious force that drove him to give a salute to Hu Butao, and the entire Condor Clan also saluted.

"Hmph! This master has something important to do, so I won't worry about you for the time being, Yu Longsheng! You can't retreat quickly!"

Yu Longsheng plucked up the courage to look up at Hu Butao, a little weak-hearted, and then looked at Wen Fan beside Hu Butao, muttering in his heart.

The demon lord still had a little white face when he ran away, which is really strange, under normal circumstances, if the demon lord sees the Bayi Eagle clan, he should kill him when he sees it, why is it so abnormal?

For hundreds of thousands of years, the demon lord Hu Butao has already become a sacred and inviolable god in the demon world, how can Yu Longsheng not be afraid! As the patriarch of a race, he is not even qualified to talk to the demon lord, and now that the demon lord is in front of him, that powerful aura is intimidating.

Seeing that Yulong was stunned, he said angrily: "Don't let me go yet!"

Others didn't see it, Wen Fan saw that Hu Butao's hands behind his back were shaking, this coward!

Yu Longsheng retreated again and again, trembling and said: "The demon lord is angry! The demon lord is angry!

Seeing this, Wen Fan hurriedly said to Long Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, let's go!"

When Long Xiaoxiao heard this, he shot out like an arrow off the string, and in the blink of an eye, it was already hundreds of zhang away, and the hair on Yu Longsheng's body was soaked, and he turned his head to the clansmen: "Withdraw!"

"Patriarch! No! We are in the Anti-Demon Lord Alliance, why should we be afraid of the Demon Lord? Moreover, there are so many of us, and there is only one Demon Lord! That young man is just a small demon general, if we can win the Demon Lord, Patriarch, you are a hero in the Demon Realm! You will definitely be the first person under the Alliance Leader!"

Hearing this, Yu Longsheng suddenly woke up and said: "Yes! Even if half of our tyrant clan dies, it's worth it! The demon lord is so anxious to run, he must be afraid, right? Hurry, chase me!!"

Hu Butao patted his chest and said again and again: "It's so dangerous, I'm almost scared to death!" Master, it seems that the person who overtook a divine eagle is not here to chase me, it should be chasing you!"

"Don't care who you're chasing, if you hold on for a while, we'll be in the teleportation array, and when we reach the Eastern Continent, there's no way for the Chilian Immortal Monarch!" Wen Fan's expression was grim.

Hu Butao nodded, suddenly looked stunned, and exclaimed: "Lord, master! Look, they are catching up again!"

Wen Fan looked back, and sure enough, he saw that the people of the Condor clan were chasing after him again, and the speed was faster than before!

It's not good, it's been recognized!

Wen Fan's secret way is not good, it seems that there will be a vicious battle that cannot be avoided!

"Don't run away! You don't have to worry about that ninth-level demon saint, you deal with the people behind him, you don't have to worry about anything else! Xiaoxiao, we are combined!"

Since you are chasing after you, then fight to the death!

Wen Fan immediately made a decision, his mind flashed, and he called Bing Yuning out of the Netherworld, and at the same time merged with Long Xiaoxiao.

In this way, Wen Fan mobilized the power of the origin and merged with Long Xiaoxiao to have the strength of a second-level demon saint, plus a fourth-level demon saint of Hu Butao, Bing Yuning was infinitely close to a supreme-level ninth-level god king, and in an instant, he had already faced thousands of people from the Bayi Condor Clan.

"Ice Hall Master, that ninth-level demon saint has been handed over to you!"

Long Xiaoxiao and Wen Fan merged, and Wen Fan and the others naturally couldn't stay in the air for a long time, and quickly fell down.

In the rapid decline, the Condor clan descended, and the distance between the two sides was less than ten zhang.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers, as soon as Bing Yuning appears, he immediately uses his own excellent ice, "The pride of the ice and snow goddess, the ice spear of the goddess of excellence!"

Yu Longsheng on the opposite side didn't expect that a ninth-level god king would suddenly appear, but for the time being, they still had the advantage in the air, and shouted angrily: "Five hundred people on the left will stop this woman, and five hundred people on the right will take down the demon lord with me! Killing them is the beginning of the glory of our tyrant clan! Kill me!"

"Miscellaneous Bird! Your opponent is me!"

The ice jade condensation's ice spear dragged out a slip of ice smoke, emitting a sharp sound of breaking the sky, and went straight to Yu Longsheng.

At the same time, Wen Fan, one left and one right, each facing hundreds of demon saints!

"Dare to offend the majesty of my demon lord! Let me let you know what is a place to die without a place to be buried!

Hu Butao clenched his silver teeth, and the fire that had been holding back from Wen Fan's body finally broke out!

Dense phantoms suddenly appeared in mid-air, and countless Yin soldiers with swords and axes rushed towards the hundreds of demon saints on the opposite side with the yin wind!

Who is not afraid of the prestige of the demon lord of Hu Butao? The clansmen on this side of the Bayi Divine Condor saw that it was Hu Butao who made a move, and they were already frightened, thinking that it was the patriarch Yu Longsheng who dealt with the demon lord, and now let a group of demon saints who are less than three levels to deal with the demon lord, isn't that sending them to death!

If it were five hundred ninth-level demon saints against the demon lord, then there might be a slight chance of winning, but now they were worthless even to send them to death!

They didn't know at all that Hu Butao was just a paper tiger now! Fourth-level demon saint, although the supernatural power was still there, but the power was much smaller, so that the great strength could fight out more than a hundred or ten people.

Before the five hundred demon saints could make a move, they were first afraid, regretting catching up and dying again, and they didn't know who in the group of eagles made a trembling sound.

"Run for your life!"

One of them turned around and fled, and the rest were infected by fear, and the five hundred demon saints suddenly raised their altitude and flew upwards again.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, this is the strong momentum of a former overlord! Before you can make a move, you will break your fighting spirit.

Such a result should have appeared, but Hu Butao was no longer what it used to be, and this situation surprised her, but her reaction was fast, and she flew away in the direction of Wen Fan.

Wen Fan was not idle at the moment when Bing Yu Ning made a move, he had always been decisive, and Wen Fan, who had left no room for it, didn't have time to think about it this time, and one big move after another came out one after another!

Wind Escape - The Great Vortex!

Thunder - a thousand falls!

Between the dark clouds and the wind, lightning flashed across the sky, like blue electric snakes, and instantly shrouded the top of the Bayi Divine Condor.

The sound of the horn was incessant, and the dozens of people who rushed to the front were the first to be unlucky! The smell of burnt flesh and hair came out, and black smoke billowed up.

"Spread out! Surround him! It turns out that he is hiding his strength, second-level demon saint, you are not enough to see!"

It was a third-level demon saint condor who spoke, and after avoiding Wen Fan's lightning, he calmly commanded the clansmen behind him, and formed an encirclement of Wen Fan in a few breaths.

"Chaos Ten Thousand Wind Blade Array!"

Whoosh-swish-swish--hundreds of demon saints were in unison, their huge wings flapped at the same time, eagle claws flew and kicked, and countless sharp blades in the shape of nails more than a foot long flew from all directions of Wen Fan at the same time, and the cold light was shining.

"A flock of rotten bird eggs also want to be the first bird! See how you die! Wind escape--maelstrom!Fire escape--meteor fire shower!"

Narrowly avoiding a few sharp blades, Wen Fan used the wind to escape again, the wind suddenly rose, and the flying blades were involved in it, as if forming a sharp blade tornado, with Wen Fan as the eye of the wind, and now flew out in all directions, and at the same time, a group of fireballs rushed out like a fire dragon in the wind.

"Iron Wings!"

Hundreds of tyrants and one Condor moved neatly, and at the same time spread their wings to protect the vital point in front of them.

Dingdingding-Ding

A circle of Condor almost did not fall, each of them was on fire, and for a while, the smell of burnt bird feathers drifted out of the wind for dozens of miles!

Chirp and chirp - screams were heard again and again, and the shrill chirps of hundreds of eagles rose and fell in mid-air.

At this moment, Hu Butao had already arrived at the horse, and in front of him, countless Yin soldiers and ghosts were holding swords and axes, flashing with cold light and gusts of wind.

"Withdraw!!withdraw!!"

The third-level demon saint who had given the order before broke his voice, turned around and fluttered his wings without a few feathers and flew upward.

Hu Butao was about to catch up, and Wen Fan's voice came from his consciousness, "Poor Kou Mo chase!

Both of their attention was on Bing Yuning's side.

Although Yu Longsheng is a ninth-level demon saint, he is facing a ninth-level god king Bing Yu Ning with excellent ice attributes, and in terms of heads-up, Bing Yu Ning is the first person in the ninth-level god king level other than Jing Jun!

Yu Longsheng almost desperately took over the spear of the Ice and Snow Goddess of Ice and Snow of Bing Yu Ning, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back under Bing Yu Ning's fierce attack, but he was tired of coping.

The hundreds of demon saints who were on Hu Butao retreated without a fight, and on the other side, the five hundred demon saints who had a strong advantage over Wen Fan, who was only a second-level demon saint, also fled in embarrassment, how could Yu Longsheng still have the determination to fight.

Bing Yu Ningqiao's face was full of murder, she just wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible and relieve Wen Fan of the siege, she was very anxious, seeing that Wen Fan's side had already solved the battle, her attack was even tighter than one move.

The temperature in mid-air dropped suddenly, snowflakes flew, and in the next moment, the snowflakes in the sky turned into ice blades, making the rain dragon miserable.

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