Jiang Ping and Forsythia both heard majestic voices in their ears, these two golden lights were to put it bluntly, they were actually made by spiritual sense, Jiang Ping was secretly surprised in his heart, he originally thought that the strength of the Cold Moon City Lord should be similar to Mo Yu.

Now it seems that he has indeed underestimated the strength of the city lord of the Cold Moon Demon City, and just with his powerful voice transmission method, he is not comparable to Mo Yu, a demon commander in the foundation building period who consolidates his cultivation with evil ways.

Jiang Ping had already roughly guessed the thoughts of the Cold Moon City Lord, if he really wanted to settle the dispute between the two demon cities, he would not only send these two demon generals and the snake demons in the later stage to come, and then it was in the transmission just now.

Although it is said that the two cities have to fight for the only underground passage to determine who lives and dies between the two demon cities, this seems to be an extremely fair ruling, but in fact, it is simply an attitude of letting them fend for themselves.

And for the culprit Mo Yu, the city lord of Cold Moon Demon City did not give clear instructions, whether to kill or stay, and did not give a clear answer, obviously with a kind attitude.

Jiang Ping also knew very well in his heart, although he had not been in the Demon Domain for a long time, he had a very thorough understanding of the order of the Demon Domain, the law of the jungle through and through, the world of survival of the fittest and survival of the strong.

Perhaps in their opinion, it is already considered benevolent and righteous to give the remnants of Baicao Demon City a chance to fight, although Jiang Ping thinks so, but Forsythia does not have this idea, although she is a person in the demon domain, she has grown up in the mortal world since she was a child.

For the approach of the Cold Moon Demon City, she only felt cold and desperate, she originally thought that the messenger of the Cold Moon Demon City would save the Hundred Grass Demon City and the water and fire, but now it seems that she is indeed a little naïve, and Forsythia is also secretly annoyed in her heart, she should not hope for the messenger of the Cold Moon Demon City.

"Nan Li, let's go! Go back underground and meet Uncle Xiong and take back the Hundred Grass Demon City to occupy the passage! Forsythia took Jiang Ping's hand and was about to run out, but before the two of them could take a few steps, the blue and white snake demons were blocked in front of Jiang Ping and Forsythia.

"You can go, the Lord must follow us to the Cold Moon Demon City, and the city will see her! And counting, Lord Ling is still a member of our Cold Moon Demon City, so she can't go with you! The white snake demon stopped and said coldly, the spirit sword in his hand swallowed sword light, and he was ready to attack.

Jiang Ping was bored for a while, after a series of changes, he was already holding a breath in his heart, and the anger in his body was difficult to eliminate, which also affected his mind to a certain extent, and the blue and white demons were in a condescending posture, which made Jiang Ping's heart even more unhappy.

"It's up to you!" Jiang Ping snorted coldly, and the flame that had just been suppressed rose again, attaching to Jiang Ping's body inch by inch, protecting forsythia with one hand, and crossing his chest with the other, so he didn't drag his clothes and slammed into the two demons.

The faces of the two demons changed greatly, and the spirit sword in his hand that was ready to be launched flew out with a "whoosh" and stabbed at Jiang Ping's arm, Jiang Ping looked indifferently at the spirit sword that wanted to fly by himself, the flying fish sword appeared in his hand, and the majestic demon power poured into the sword.

"Calling the wind and waves! Calm down! Red dust returns to the sea! "Three swordsmanship moves in a row came out one after another, and although Jiang Ping's demonic power attribute and the artistic conception of swordsmanship were not convinced, he did not exert the true power of this set of swordsmanship, but fortunately, the demonic power was extremely destructive, and it could be regarded as making up for the lack of swordsmanship power to a certain extent.

The two snake demons did not dare to show weakness, they still clearly remembered the task given to them by the city lord, that is, to bring back the person who held her personal jade pendant, and they could not let the person who held the jade pendant be harmed in the slightest.

"Whoosh! Sou! The two spirit swords collided with the sword light displayed by Jiang Ping, the two spirit swords were flexible and changeable, and Jiang Ping's swordsmanship was introverted and deep, and it was difficult to solve the fight for a while, but fortunately, it was late at night at this moment, and there was no one on this street close to the slum lane.

didn't cause any sensation, otherwise the guards guarding the city found that there was a demon cultivator fighting under their noses, and they might not know what kind of moth they had come up with, Jiang Ping threw out the Flying Fish Sword, and the spiritual sense was attached to the Flying Fish Sword, and he performed the art of imperial weapons.

The art of imperial weapons is almost a compulsory ability for every Qi practitioner in the innate realm, except for martial arts of course, their divine soul strength is obviously unable to control a few weapons for a long time to resist the enemy, and the only thing that martial arts practitioners believe in is probably their own fists.

The Flying Fish Sword, which was controlled by Jiang Ping's spiritual sense, was entangled with the two spirit swords that came from the roar, and the two snake demons of Qingbai were not idle, and rushed towards Jiang Ping with their own minds, one of them took Jiang Ping's throat with his palm, and the other kicked out a whip leg and swept towards Jiang Ping's legs.

The fists of the two demons were like two vicious snakes, winding towards him, Jiang Ping was not panicked If it was a hand-to-hand combat, he really didn't have anyone to fear, and his strength was in physical strength and hand-to-hand combat.

"Kirin Broken Horn!" Jiang Ping used the Demon Lin Annihilation Fist to resist the attacks of the two demons, without any fancy, Jiang Ping threw a punch, the fist was like an angry unicorn, lowered his head and slammed into the enemy with his horns.

The attack of the two demons was extremely feminine, just like a snake restraining the enemy is the means used, Jiang Ping threw a powerful punch, most of the power was removed, and his palms clinged to his arms and grabbed his neck.

Jiang Ping dodged the blow with a slight tilt of his head, but his palm was like a poisonous snake, and his palm turned towards Jiang Ping's neck and clawed again, Jiang Ping saw that the situation was not good, and he had no intention of sitting still.

The qi and blood in his body agitated, and a strong blood and qi power poured into his muscles and flesh, making his strength go further, since he comprehended the second picture of the thirteen changes of the demon soul, the evil phoenix burned blood, his control of blood and qi has also been greatly improved.

The follow-up power surged up, and Jiang Ping's arm violently broke free from the palm that was wrapped around him, "Crazy Lin stomps on the ground!" The flames on Jiang Ping's legs were almost compressed into substance, and his feet left a pair of deep footprints on the ground.

And the white snake who attacked his legs felt like she was kicked on an iron plate, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break through the opponent's defense, Jiang Ping felt the power coming from the ground, and punched out again, shocking the two demons of blue and white.

"Poof!" A punch containing power swung at the bodies of the two demons, and the two demons flew directly upside down and fell to the ground, and then the fierce force in the fist drilled into their bodies, and the throats of the two demons spurted out with a mouthful of blood.

Seeing the blood, Jiang Ping felt that his anger suppressed by the meditation mantra rushed up again, Jiang Ping didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly recited the meditation mantra in his heart to suppress the restless anger in the sea of consciousness.

"Nanli, are you injured? Don't entangle with them, let's go! Forsythia saw that the flames on Jiang Ping's face began to tremble, revealing an expression of pain and patience, and couldn't help but ask with concern, Jiang Ping silently recited the meditation mantra for a while, and then barely suppressed the anger in his heart.