Chapter 87: The Devil's Day

The unique fluctuations in the field slowly spilled over, and a sword circle with a diameter of ten meters covered it, and Mo Ang was sucked into it, only a few meters away from Duan Wuya.

Feeling the movement around him, his expression also became ugly, but to become the leader of the demon clan, he naturally has confidence, but he is not afraid.

"It's actually the realm of the array, I'm afraid I'm going to plant it today if I'm an ordinary person, but it's a pity that you met me. ”

A strange smile suddenly swelled up at the corner of Mo Ang's mouth, and the demonic energy all over his body squirmed violently, and he actually condensed into a huge demon shadow behind him, enveloping him.

As the demon shadow took shape, the suppression brought by the Falling Thunder Sword Array began to weaken rapidly.

Duan Wuya was also surprised, and said solemnly: "Demon Qi Origin Protector?"

"Boom.. It seems that you know a lot about the methods of the demon clan, yes, I have cultivated one of the best soul yuan demon skills in the clan, and the deterrence of your sword formation has not had much effect on me. ”

"Oh, not necessarily. ”

The young man chuckled, and stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and the spider-web-like cracks quickly spread out from under him, and at the same time, the cold sword qi came out horizontally.

Mo Ang's face was also fierce, and the long stick was raised, and a crisp sound of "ding" floated in the air, and the fire splashed in front of him.

Duan Wuya held the Qiushui Sword in his hand and slashed directly on the long stick, the two second-grade Heavenly Divine Soldiers collided, and the power was also amazing, and for a while, the wind howled in the field, and the fierce energy left scars of different shades on the skin of the two.

"Just, there is a bit of brute strength, try this trick!"

Mo Ang's ferocity had been completely aroused, and he saw that his body twisted, and he directly flicked the sword away, and the hard long stick shook for a while, turning into a shadow of a stick in the sky, and went straight towards the opponent.

"A thousand sticks strangulation!"

With the low roar, the air continued to explode, and Mo Ang not only had a second-grade divine weapon, but also directly used a Xuan-level combat skill, and the pressure originally created by Duan Wuya suddenly disappeared, but there was a faint tendency to be suppressed.

Looking at the attacking stick shadow, Duan Wuya's battle intent also rose: "It is worthy of being the leader of the demon clan, it is indeed much stronger than that demon clan, but this is far from enough." ”

The thunder seed in his body suddenly began to squirm, a light purple light appeared in the sword array, and the Qiushui Sword also trembled, letting out bursts of soft groans.

"All swords in the world can be broken, but fast is not broken. ”

A low groan sounded in his heart, and then he actually closed his eyes in front of everyone, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

Mo Ang's brow furrowed, and the explosion was already bursting in his ears.

The sword light in front of him was staggered, and a figure was shuttling back and forth between the stick shadows, and the sword in his hand seemed to be able to perceive the opportunity, and each swing could accurately tear a stick shadow apart.

Looking closely, the boy seems to be in some kind of mysterious state, although he is still fighting, but he has a shallow smile on his face, which is a performance that only a sword idiot can have.

At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly opened, his arms swung out vigorously, and a sword light suddenly condensed, directly breaking through the layers of stick shadows, and bursting towards Moang.

The latter was shocked, and the huge force in front of him swept through his body, so that he couldn't help but retreat again and again, and then took a closer look, only to find that there was a shallow slash mark on the long stick at some point, which was obviously caused by the sword light before.

"Bastard!"

Looking at the increasingly fierce opponent, Mo Ang's heart swelled with great anger, and the long stick in his hand was filled with blue light, smashing it towards Duan Wuya.

"How could I lose to you with my Qianjun stick drinking the blood of the human race?!"

The air in front of him was squeezed to the sides, forming a vacuum area, and in the meantime, a cyan energy stick shadow had condensed, and as Mo Ang shouted, it instantly drilled out from the top of Duan Wuya's head.

"Give me death!"

The muffled sound of "bang" echoed in everyone's ears, and they saw a figure shoot back, directly smashing a big hole in the ground.

Mo Ang's face was overjoyed, and he looked at Duan Wuya, who was blown away, and laughed wildly.

"How's it going, how does my Qianjun stick taste? hahaha...."

This movement also quickly attracted everyone's attention.

"Defeated?!"

Looking at Duan Wuya flying back upside down, Sima Hongyu couldn't help but be surprised, and the powerhouse of the human race also cast a suspicious gaze.

Now that he is still in the demon hunting battle, Duan Wuya, as the captain of the team, was easily defeated, and the impact on morale can be imagined.

Everyone's eyes changed, to be honest, they and Duan Wuya did not have a deep friendship, but because of the previous hostile relationship, they still had a certain amount of hostility towards them in their hearts, and Duan Wuya's defeat at this moment immediately caused a lot of dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, I didn't expect him to be so weak, I knew that it was better to support Dai Tutian or Yao Taiyin as the team leader. ”

"It's not, although this guy has some strength, but after all, he is too tender, and he actually confronts the demons head-on, it's really confused!"

Soon, there was a rumor below, and Yao Taiyin also looked at this side with a sneer in his eyes.

"Shut up!"

At this time, a coquettish shout suddenly sounded, and I saw the clouds and smoke surrounded by several demons, and the leopard soul sword in his hand sent out a sword to shock the opponent back, and he was glaring at this side.

"Miss Yun..."

"A bunch of bastards, you know how to shirk responsibility, why don't you do it yourself if you have the ability? That Mo Ang is the leader of the demon clan, and the strength is obvious to everyone, if it weren't for Duan Wuya to come forward, how long would we be able to hold out?!"

The girl was obviously really angry, completely ignoring the gentle image in the past, and scolded directly, and many strong people turned red, so they had to shut up.

Immediately, the girl turned her head to look at the big hole in the ground again, and with a strong expectation in her heart, she murmured: "You must not lose, we alone can't stop the invasion of the demons." ”

Not far away, Mo Ang was gloating at this infighting, and an inexplicable pleasure welled up in his heart.

Putting Duan Wuya in an embarrassing situation was originally part of his plan, and the development of things was also going according to his expectations.

"Boom... A bunch of poor worms, it seems that the strength of your leader is not good, it is better to simply surrender, as long as you swear to become the blood slave of my clan, I can be merciful and spare you from death. ”

The demon laughed loudly and spoke arrogantly, Yunyan's face immediately turned red, and the cold killing intent in his eyes churned.

At this time, a cough suddenly sounded: "Hey, what are you screaming there, I'm not dead yet." ”

Everyone was stunned, and they all looked somewhere, only to see a figure rushing out there, it was Duan Wuya.

His clothes were stained with a little mud, and the corners of his mouth were a little red, but in addition, the energy fluctuations in his body did not decrease at all, but became stronger and stronger.

Mo Ang's face trembled, and he didn't believe it: "Damn, you actually withstood the attack of the divine soldiers?"

The corners of Duan Wuya's mouth lifted, twisted his neck, and the bones of his body made a crisp sound like fried broad beans, and his gaze locked directly on Mo Ang.

"Hehe, the event is over, and I'm going to make a serious move next. ”

Mo Ang's expression was pale, and he smiled angrily: "Hahaha, it's really an arrogant little ghost, I want to see your real methods!"

"You will see it, but then it will be your time of death. ”

At this moment, the young man's smile suddenly converged, and the autumn water sword in his hand gushed out a substantial murderous aura.