Whoa, whoa!

A hoarse and ugly roar came out of the throat of the low-level demon, and in the face of this black and oppressive demon, Fett, who was deeply affected by the prophecy, had long since lost the idea of resisting or escaping, but rather that her physical strength was exhausted, and the other party was numerous, even if she wanted to continue to resist, she was powerless.

The urge to be bloodthirsty and eager to kill all humans within their sight has taken over the limited brain capacity of the lower demons, and it is an instinctive impulse that they are born with, and this instinctive impulse cannot be completely exempted from even after they have evolved into archdemons and possessed wisdom and reason.

Because of this problem, humans and demons will never be able to reconcile, not only because of the relationship between each other's survival space, but also because they have almost instinctive malice and killing impulses towards humans.

Demons, the demon race, a race from another dimension, what exactly are they pursuing, even if humans have fought and fought with them for seven years, they have never figured out their purpose, they are like creatures completely driven by their own instincts, pursuing killing and enjoying destruction, this characteristic is especially obvious in the great demons with intelligence, killing humans is only the highest priority for the great demons, sometimes they enjoy the pleasure of killing and destroying, He can even do cannibalistic acts for no other reason than to do so.

It is precisely because of this kind of completely chaotic and disorderly, completely following the instinctive action of thinking, that without discovering human beings, or without receiving orders from higher levels, the big demons and even the elite demons will fight with each other, and this kind of killing between demons and demons, the only three remaining demon king-level demons in this world were defeated by the six sages of the human heart demon level, and after losing the suppression of the three demon king-level demons, they began to become more intense.

Of course, the low-level demons who have not yet given birth to wisdom will naturally not kill each other, they can only act according to the 'program' already set in their minds - that is, kill the blonde girl who is sitting on the ground in front of them!

The group of low-level demons used their speed to the extreme, turning into black shadows that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, rushing towards Fett, and there were even several low-level demons running at the front, and when they were about to approach Fett, they struggled to leap and flicker with cold claws from the sky, grabbing the unsuspecting blonde girl!

This is the low-level demons, although they have no wisdom and rationality at all, but they will do their best every battle, no matter how weak their opponents are, no matter how much advantage they occupy, these low-level demons like humanoid weapons will never be like the great demons with wisdom, contempt and complacency.

The foul smell of the low-level demon's body came to his face, and the sharp bone claws were about to fall, and Fit looked at the sky blocked by the low-level demon with some distraction, and there was not the slightest fear of death in his eyes, only the ...... Lingering disappointment and pain.

That's the disappointment of being powerless...... and the pain of an imminent repetition of the tragedy.

Seven low-level demons rushed to Fett's side almost at the same time, forming a semicircle to enclose her in the center, and their cold and flickering bone claws and blades also slashed mercilessly towards this powerless blonde girl!

Then, in the split second that the bone-claw blade fell...... More than ten white blades drew different arcs of light, and suddenly flashed with the appearance of the figure of the cold-clothed man with broken hair and black clothes!

Poof!

All the seven low-level demons that attacked the blonde girl and raised their claws were attacked by the mysterious sword almost at the same time, and before they could react themselves, the seven claws and the heads of the seven low-level demons were already easily cut off by that man!

Rumble!

At the same time, when the arms and heads of the seven low-level demons were cut off by the radiant blade, a huge force like a wild bull also hit those demons, and the moment their heads flew up, their chests were also very strangely dented, and they were knocked out!

At some point, a short-haired man in sportswear also appeared beside Fit, he threw the brick bread in his hand, and smiled at the group of low-level demons in the distance: "Ah Fei! If you can't catch up, you won't have a role in the next place! ”

The two people who arrived in time at this moment were the same as Fang Ke and the murderer, and after discovering that Fett had been attacked, the two of them finally rushed to the blonde girl's side at the last moment because of their very special relationship with the power of their own mental imagery, and saved her from the line of death.

Fang Ke's words woke up the blonde girl in a daze like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and when she looked around with a sudden face, she found Zhao Fei in a black windbreaker, and only then did he rush out of the corner of the street sweating profusely - to be honest, in Zhao Fei's opinion, this way of appearing was simply stupid!

According to common sense, when the girl is in danger of life and death, shouldn't she jump out of nowhere, hang these little monsters in a very domineering way, and then brush her favorability angrily! Why is it that now it is the fastest party that has made the killer out of the limelight?!

"Damn, the strategy girl is decisive, and she still has to learn the ability to move in space! Otherwise, it's not easy to brush the fashionable value! Hold on! Watch me drive big! ”

The huge blue flames were jumping on Zhao Fei's body, in fact, to deal with such a low-level demon, there was no need for him to carry out such a fanfare, but in order to win back a game and refresh his stupid way of debuting, Zhao Fei could only have a gorgeous crushing battle!

Although there was no way to get to Fett's side in time, long-distance attacks were Zhao Fei's strong point, and at the moment when his whole body ignited his flame coat, he was already holding a basketball-sized blue fireball, like throwing a stone, and threw it towards the sky!

And at this time, more demons also approached Fang Ke and the killer ghost, and surrounded them, surrounded by the distorted and hideous face of the demon clan, the sharp bone claw blade will always appear to sneak attack when unexpected, but the battle-hardened Fang and the killer ghost, facing the situation of being besieged by low-level demons, did not appear in the slightest panic, but each brandished the weapon in his hand, and guarded the blonde girl behind him with a shield.

Even if they have a huge advantage in numbers, they can't let the low-level demons take advantage of the killer and Fang Ke in the slightest, no matter how dazzling the offensive they play, they will always be stopped by the airtight defensive circle built by these two people, and the low-level demons can't even hurt themselves, let alone cross their defensive circle to give Fett a fatal blow!

But that's the end of it, although it looks very cumbersome, but from the appearance of the killer to Zhao Fei's shot, it will only be five or six seconds at most, and when Zhao Fei snaps his fingers lightly, the final result of the battle has been finalized!

Syllable!

The blue fireballs that flew into the sky automatically split into two fireballs at the command of this snap of fingers, and then split from two fireballs to four, four to eight, and eight to sixteen...... Almost in the blink of an eye, the blue fireball that was originally the size of a basketball had split into countless small fireballs that were about the size of a palm!

And after that, ...... Rain of Fire! What a real rain of fire! Countless small blue fireballs are like meteors, with gorgeous tails falling from the sky, the target of the attack is locked on the more than forty low-level demons, each fireball will eventually hit a low-level demon accurately, when the rain of fire in the sky falls, in front of everyone, there is only a bunch of dying blue torches!

This is the result of Zhao Fei's practice in the use of mental image power for more than a month, under the guidance of the crow, he learned the precise control and target locking taught by the crow almost at great speed, and quickly integrated it into actual combat - based on the characteristics of his own mental image power, he created this kind of consumption is not large, but it can achieve a wide range of attacks, like a meteor fire shower.

What the crow said is not wrong, Zhao Fei does have terrifying qualifications and talents for the control and use of the power of the mind, for him it is as simple as eating and drinking, precise manipulation, target locking, and form change and condensation compression, even if he doesn't understand the principle, he can do it with his feelings and instincts, he can perfectly do these things that the crow taught him.

Although this kind of attack takes a lot of effort to calculate the weight of each flame, the angle of the attack, the direction in which the enemy may dodge, and the chain reaction that the blue flame can cause, I have to admit that this kind of attack is the most effective way to turn the tables when the enemy is outnumbered, especially in the face of countless low-level demons, for no other reason than because Zhao Fei's mental power has that kind of terrifying burning power that makes no sense at all.

With such a terrifying manipulation and such a terrifying precision strike, even the murderer who has always maintained an iceberg face, after seeing Zhao Fei's growth, he couldn't help but be a little moved, and he was impressed by it, not to mention the babbling joke, after Zhao Fei knocked down all the low-level demons with one blow, he jumped up even more: "Ouch! This hanging! Ah Fei, you kid, okay! When did you learn such a powerful trick! ”

Looking at the blue torches that kept extinguishing, Fit looked a little dumbfounded, and felt that he had opened a big one, and Zhao Fei, who had already brushed enough fashionable value, finally spoke: "Hmph...... Dirty pyrotechnic ......"

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