Mu Zifeng and Bai Yifei were also speechless for a while, they originally wanted to take advantage of the fisherman, but they thought that this demon dragon was so cunning that they knew how to lead the way to the east.

The two of them could only jump out and intercept it, otherwise if they gave the demon dragon a chance, it would probably escape into the sea, and if they wanted to find it again, they would probably have to work hard.

"Leave it for the master!"

Mu Zifeng roared, and a black-green sword shadow more than a hundred zhang in size slashed at the demon dragon's head.

He didn't leave a little backhand, the wind bead was instantly mobilized by him from the gossip diagram, his eyes were also green light, the wind bead blessed thirty percent of the combat power, absolutely not to be underestimated, in order to quickly decide, he did not hesitate to expose his cultivation, but also let it go.

"Poof!

The demon dragon was also ruthless, and two dragon breaths sprayed out from its nostrils, like two sharp swords, killing Mu Zifeng and Bai Yifei, coupled with its own cultivation, the combat power of this demon dragon at this moment was no less than the full force of any human sixth-order Great Demon Venerable early stage cultivator.

When it was too late, the black-green sword shadow collided with the white dragon's breath in mid-air, making a deafening rumbling sound, and it was frozen for five breaths, and then the dragon's breath shattered inch by inch, and although the black-green sword shadow was also shattering, the remaining part kept advancing and advancing forward.

With a "poof", the sword shadow slashed at the demon dragon's head, making a loud noise, and a large hole more than ten meters deep was opened between the two dragon horns in the center of the demon dragon's head, and red blood spurted out.

"Whew-"

The demon dragon let out a miserable roar, its eight-hundred-meter-long body rolled and rolled up, its four claws grabbed up and down, and the huge dragon tail was like a black whip, smashing down on Mu Zifeng's head.

In the process of sweeping, there were three black-clothed demon kings who deserved to be unlucky, and they were tired by the strong wind, and turned into a rain of blood in mid-air.

"Withdraw!"

Mu Zifeng pulled Bai Yifei Shi to start a wind step, and teleported out more than a thousand meters in an instant.

"Smack!"

The huge dragon tail smashed into the sea with a deafening sound, if it was hit at this moment, even if it was as strong as Mu Zifeng, even if he didn't die, he would have to be seriously injured.

"Kill!"

Taking advantage of the old magic dragon moves, a huge fist with a diameter of hundreds of meters hit the body of the demon dragon, and it was Mu Zifeng who launched a green-level martial art-Kaishan Fist.

At this time, there is no need for him to hide it anymore, even if this martial art is used, it will make him use up one-tenth of his immortal power, and he will not hesitate to do it. Because this is the best time to kill the demon dragon.

"Bang!"

The shadow of the fist smashed into the demon dragon, as if hitting a heavy stone wall covered with scales, and Mu Zifeng's right arm was also shocked by the rebounding force, and there was faint blood oozing from the fist.

"Whew-"

The demon dragon let out a scream of higher decibels, and its body was smashed into a deep pit that was fifteen meters deep and fifty meters in size, and its huge body rolled out more than two thousand meters, and a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs spurted out of the demon dragon's mouth.

"Die!"

The black-green sword shadow bearer was strong and flew towards the dragon's neck again.

Seeing that the shadow of the sword was constantly enlarged in the pupils of the demon dragon, the demon dragon wanted to move his body, but he found that his whole body seemed to be scattered, and he could no longer do anything, so he could only stretch out two huge claws and grab at the killing man.

"Poof", the power of killing should not be underestimated, the two front paws of the demon dragon were cut off in an instant, but the sword shadow did not stop, "poof! poof!" The sound continued, the neck of the demon dragon with a diameter of more than 20 meters did not take more than three breaths, and it was cut down less than half of it by the fatal one, and the huge body fell from the sky, "plop", and splashed the water on the sea three hundred meters high.

The demon dragon's pitch-black body fluttered in the sea a few more times, and then stopped moving.

"Two fellow Daoists, thank you for drawing your swords and helping!"

The black-clothed old man stood in front of the demon dragon's corpse, clasped his fists at Mu Zifeng and Bai Yifei, and said with a smile.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Mu Zifeng returned the salute with a fist.

Mu Zifeng didn't know the origin of these black-clothed people, fighting the demon dragon just now, it seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was extremely dangerous, every time he made a move, he used one hundred and thirty percent of his immortal power, and in order to bless the combat power, he even mobilized his spiritual power together. With just a few moves, his immortal power was consumed by more than one-third.

The four Demon Venerables in front of them, especially the two fifth-order Great Demon Venerables, were obviously cheating and tricksters, and their magic power was consumed less than one percent, which was simply negligible, that is to say, to this extent, they still maintained their peak combat power.

If Mu Zifeng is at his peak, against one of them, he is confident that he can solve the battle within ten moves, and against two people, he can also solve it within fifty moves, but his current state, even if he has a hundred moves, he is not sure to win. Besides, the other party still has two low-level demon venerables, and I don't know what other life-saving hole cards they have.

But he couldn't back down. Even if he is seriously injured, he must get Yunzhu in his hands, and isn't there a Bai Yifei on his side?!

The old man also obviously saw the current situation, "Two fellow Daoists, for the great help of the two, our Yin Corpse Sect will definitely be rewarded in the future, we have already informed our Yin Corpse Sect high-level, I believe they will arrive soon." ”

"The traitor of the Yin Corpse Sect, then you can't let it go!" Mu Zifeng secretly transmitted to Bai Yifei, his spiritual power radiated out, and no figure was found within a radius of a hundred miles.

"We don't need anything in return, we just want to take this demon dragon we killed!" he said lightly.

"Bold Terran boy, you dare to rob the things of our Yin Corpse Sect, you really ate the ambition and swallowed the leopard's guts!" Another fifth-order Great Demon Venerable spoke gloomily, and a smell of rotting corpses emanated from his body.

"Then let's see the real chapter under your hands!" Bai Yifei roared, and the wind flew past the two of them, rushing towards the two third-order and fourth-order demon venerables.

"Bold fanatic!" The old man in front of him and the fifth-order Great Demon Venerable stretched out their hands to stop them, but they were blocked by Mu Zifeng.

The black-green sword shadow blessed by the wind bead slashed towards the two of them.

The two sides immediately clanged and fought together.

Bai Yifei has lived for more than 2,800 years, and his combat experience is extremely rich, although he is a powerhouse in the early stage of the fifth-order Great Demon Venerable, he didn't hold it up at all, he reached out and took out a high-grade magic treasure from the storage bag-Golden Demon Spear, which lit up with twelve prohibitions and swept towards the five demon kings.

"Puff puff!"

After five sounds, the five people all turned into a cloud of blood mist, he returned the horse pistol one by one, and cut off the head of the third-order Demon Venerable, leaving only one fourth-order Demon Venerable early stage monk, if nothing else, the battle can be solved within five moves.

"You're looking for death!"

As soon as the two fifth-order Great Demon Venerable mid-stage cultivators saw this situation, their five-colored demon pupils were filled with blood, and they each slapped at Mu Zifeng.

"You deceive people too much!"

Mu Zifeng's bones made a rattling sound, and the whole person instantly grew to more than two meters and five, it was he who unleashed the technique that he obtained from Mo Lun, the vice president of the Holy Yao Guangshan Demon Society, that could temporarily increase his cultivation, his own qi and blood continued to rise, and in the blink of an eye, he climbed to the height of the peak of the sixth-order Great Demon Venerable, two small realms higher than the demon dragon, because his spiritual power had been fed back, and there were six figures flying towards here, the weakest cultivation was also the peak of the fifth-order Great Demon Venerable, and the cultivation was the highest, but in the early stage of the seventh-order Great Demon Venerable, these people could reach here in less than a hundred breaths。

There was no way, except for desperately, he could only escape, and escaping was definitely not his character! Although performing the exercises to temporarily improve his cultivation was likely to cause him to be weak for a short time, but now, he could only do this!

A sixty-foot-large palm shadow slashed at the two men. It was he who unleashed the green-level martial art, the Split Mountain Palm!

"Break it for me!"

The old man sacrificed something similar to a giant tripod and covered himself in it, while the other sacrificed a flying sword in an attempt to fight Mu Zifeng.

The palm of the split mountain came with the sound of the wind, and the forty-zhang sword shadow broke inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with a pop, the person was torn apart, and was torn to pieces by Mu Zifeng's palm. And the old man hidden under the giant tripod was knocked into the sea with a bang, and the sea water was hit into a deep pit that was three hundred meters deep.

Mu Zifeng ignored the man's life or death, with a wave of his hand, his spiritual power moved, and the eight-hundred-meter-long demon dragon corpse flew up steeply, and was suddenly put into a storage bag by him. At the same time, the storage bags of those dead monks were sucked up, and the spiritual imprint was erased by him in an instant.

At this moment, Bai Yifei also solved the battle, and the two turned into two fluorescents and left quickly.

Less than thirty breaths after the two of them left, six figures appeared in the place where they had fought.

"Damn, who's who?"

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he punched the air in a rage, and the air seemed to be shattered, and he whimpered and parted abruptly.

"The sect master is angry, Elder Shang's spirit card has not been shattered, which proves that he is still alive, and Elder Shang must know the ins and outs of the matter. Next to him, a sixth-order Great Demon Venerable mid-stage old man spoke.

"Then why don't you go find it quickly!" Shang Xiaotian, the sect leader of the Yin Corpse Sect, rebuked angrily.

"Sect Master, the old slave is here!" Shang Cheng emerged from the sea as a weak voice came. The state is extremely miserable, although he is not dead, but he only has half a life left.

"Who is it? Who robbed the cloud bead of this sect?!" Shang Xiaotian roared in a dejected manner, not caring about Shang Cheng's injuries at all.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Shang Cheng's five-colored demon pupils, but it was quickly replaced by hatred.

"It's a Terran kid, very similar to that Mu Zifeng from the Mu Zi faction!" It turned out that the old man had already seen through Mu Zifeng's identity.

"Then don't chase it yet! This sect must set foot on the Mu Zi Sect this time!"