The death of the First Demon Lord of the Demon Clan made the entire battlefield quiet, and a pair of eyes fell on Ye Wushuang's body.

"Hebber!"

"Let me do it!"

Looking at the black Wutian whose aura was a little disordered, Ye Wushuang said slowly.

"Good!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's growth, Hei Wutian was very satisfied, Ye Jiaerlang, it should be like this.

Ye Wushuang stepped out in one step, his body facing the several great gods, and his fierce gaze fell on the bodies of the several great gods.

"Zixia Evil Dao, can you think of today!" Ye Wushuang's eyes fell on the body of Zixia Daoist, and said coldly, for Zixia Daoist, Ye Wushuang can be said to be extremely resentful, almost, Di Qing was destroyed by it, and that battle, if it weren't for the relationship of the Heaven Swallowing Dragon Saint, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him to escape from Long Yin's men and ascend to heaven.

So at this moment, Ye Wushuang's gaze directly locked on the Zixia Daoist, and as for Long Yin, he was already fighting with the Black Dragon King with endless hatred.

At this moment, Zixia Dao people, demon gods and several demon lords looked at Ye Wushuang with extremely solemn eyes, Ye Wushuang's method of killing the first demon lord of the demon clan was really too weird, at the moment when the first demon lord of the demon clan died, they obviously felt that the demon lord at that moment was extremely weak, and at the same time, they also felt that Ye Wushuang used that strange attack, which seemed to consume a lot.

"Ye Wushuang, if you want to kill me, it's not so easy, if you fight to the death, who dies and who lives is not necessarily?"

"I suggest that we stop here, and from now on, the water will not interfere with the river water, and everyone will be safe, how about it?"

Zixia Daoist stared at Ye Wushuang and said coldly.

Hearing the words of Zixia Daoren, the other few people did not refute it, and several of them acquiesced, Ye Wushuang's strength made them extremely jealous.

"Is that the end of it?"

"But I don't have that habit!"

"There are many who die at your hands, and you should pay for your lives!"

However, for Zixia Daoist's suggestion, Ye Wushuang directly refused, and said in an extremely cold voice.

"Whoosh!"

After several people glanced at each other, a terrifying killing intent appeared in their eyes, and they shot directly at Ye Wushuang, and their eyes were full of hideous colors.

When a few people came with a terrifying attack, they saw a fierce color flash in Ye Wushuang's eyes, at this moment, Ye Wushuang urged the 'Prophet Ancestral Dragon Divine Technique', and at the moment when the 'Prophet Ancestral Dragon Divine Technique' was urged, the speed of several people in Zixia Dao became extremely slow, and their attacks were all dodged by Ye Wushuang.

"Die!"

At this moment, Ye Wushuang moved, and the Zhenlong War Halberd in his hand stabbed out without hesitation, a demon lord of the Demon Clan, was instantly pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and the Zhenlong War Halberd shook, and strangled together with the Yuan Shen.

"Dead!"

"The Demon Lord is dead!"

Seeing the blood soaring, the body of the demon lord fell from the sky weakly, those people of the demon race, their expressions changed wildly, at this moment, there was still the heart to fight again, their eyes were full of horror, Ye Wushuang's strength directly subverted their cognition.

The most important thing is that Ye Wushuang's cultivation is clearly at the peak of the early stage of the Heavenly God Realm, and he has not even reached the middle stage of the Heavenly God, but killing the Heavenly God is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

This time, the demon clan can be described as suffering heavy losses, and there is no time for hundreds of years to recover.

"Great Elder, what should I do?"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's terrifyingness, the elders of the Zixia Divine Palace, their expressions became extremely ugly, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the great elders of the Zixia Divine Palace, their eyes were full of horror and uneasiness.

"What should I do?"

"How does Lao Tzu know what to do?"

"Ye Wushuang, this little beast has become so terrifying in an instant, it is not something we can match at all, and even if it is the palace master, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious today, you ask me, who is Lao Tzu going to ask?"

The Great Elder of the Zixia Divine Palace, who killed a Tianjiao of the Ten Thousand Battles Divine Palace with a single sword, was full of anger in his expression.

Because of the relationship between the Zixia Dao people, at this moment, they had to kill the enemy, and they were already red-eyed at this moment, even if they stopped, the Ten Thousand Battles God Palace would not stop.

"Eight Desolations and Six Divine Skills!"

The Zixia Daoist roared angrily, and the terrifying aura continued to erupt, sweeping towards the surrounding void, and within this space, Ye Wushuang suddenly felt a force of oppression, and this oppressive force was still growing.

The Zixia Daoist urged the divine power and controlled this small space, in this half of the small space, it can be said that the Zixia Daoist is undefeated, because he is the master of this void, and at this moment, the Zixia Daoist who performed the "Eight Desolations and Liuhe Divine Skill" seemed to have turned into a devouring whirlpool, devouring the power of heaven and earth, and seemed to be going to perform some terrifying means.

"Immortal Sword Formation!"

The Zixia Daoist burst out with all his strength, and unleashed the killing move 'Killing Immortal Sword Array' at the bottom of the box.

With the roar of the Zixia Daoist, after urging the 'Killing Immortal Sword Array', I saw that in the Qiankun bag of the Zixia Daoist, a sharp sword with a handle flew out.

"Whoosh!"

The body of the Zixia Daoist burst out, suspended above Ye Wushuang, and in the hands of the Zixia Daoist, a sword array catalog appeared.

With all his strength, he saw that the terrifying divine sword was directly aimed at Ye Wushuang.

At the moment when the Zixia Dao people made a move, Ye Wushuang's 'Prophet Ancestral Dragon Divine Technique' predicted the danger, and when he saw the terrifying sword array coming, Ye Wushuang's eyes were full of solemnity.

"Unexpectedly Immortal Sword Formation!"

"It seems that the origin of this Zixia Daoist is not simple, otherwise, how could he have the formation of the Killing Immortal Sword Array!" Seeing this scene, Hei Wutian said slowly, and a solemn color appeared in his eyes.

The Immortal Killing Sword Formation is not something that ordinary people can get, and it shouldn't appear here, at this moment, Hei Wutian faintly guessed why the Zixia Dao people were so bold and dared to move the Ten Thousand Battles God Palace.

"What's that?"

Feeling the coercion in the sky, everyone couldn't help but raise their heads, and the moment they raised their heads, they were looking at the divine swords that filled the sky, and the target of those divine swords was Ye Wushuang.

"Die!"

The people who came to destroy the Ten Thousand Battles God Palace looked at the sky one by one with a look of hope, hoping that the Immortal Killing Sword Array would be able to kill Ye Wushuang.

As long as Ye Wushuang has a trace, they may still have a chance to turn the tables.

"Ye Wushuang, die!"

"Kill the Immortals!"

Zixia Daoist was suspended in the air, his eyes were full of hideous colors, his handprints were punched, and those swords turned into a sword dragon, carrying the power of destroying the world, stabbing at Ye Wushuang.

"Wushuang!"

"Brother Wushuang!"

"Wushuang!"

"Miko-sama!"

"Dragon God!"

Seeing the Immortal Sword Array coming, all the people who knew Ye Wushuang had a look of despair in their eyes.

Although there is no Immortal Sword Main Formation, the power of the Sword Formation is still so powerful that it is suffocating.

The Zixia Daoist whose body was suspended in the air, his eyes flashed with a cold light that chose people and disappeared.

(End of chapter)