Fang Zhuo found out the problem after rushing inside, this demon master who was guarding here was already at the level of the sixth level, which was not in line with the information of the intelligence!

And this master who suddenly appeared had already stepped into the realm of the Demon Knight, at least a seventh-level cultivator!

"Fighting is always about the result, and victory is the greatest art!" Fang Zhuo had to give up the battle axe, raised his head and looked into the distance, a black figure stood quietly on the trunk of the tree in front of him, looking at himself quietly.

It was a middle-aged demon with a pale face and the most typical arrogance of the demon race. Dressed in a black robe, with a high collar, like a noble son at a banquet!

"I didn't expect the lowly human race to be able to see such a substance, although your strength is weak, but you are worthy of my attack!" the demon knight looked at the young man in front of him and said arrogantly. Then he stretched out his left hand and gently pulled the cloak on his body, the cloak slid off gently, and he jumped to the ground first, drew out an extremely thin long sword, and motioned for Fang Zhuo to make a move.

Although according to the rules of the battlefield that Fang Zhuo learned in the White Deer Academy and the Guards, this is the one who should pick up the Whisper No. 1 in his hand and directly break through the opponent, which is the most in line with the result of battlefield art.

But in the end, the other party put on a posture of fighting, and with the strength of the demon knight, without containment, his shot will fail, and his strength and speed, I believe that he will give the other party a "surprise"!

Seeing the other party's signal, Fang Zhuo generously put away the Whispering No. 1, picked up the battle axe on the ground with one hand, and held the dark gold short knife in the other.

This time, Fang Zhuo had to face the demon knight, but there was no power entanglement of Xuan Yu!

"Remember, I am a descendant of the great Nala clan, Nala Renault, and it is your glory to die at my hands!" the demon knight said in a chanting tone before he swung his long sword and rushed towards Fang Zhuo.

The strength of this demon knight is indeed very strong, and in an instant, he has crossed dozens of meters of space, and the slender tip of the sword draws a dazzling trajectory, like a spirit snake stabbing towards Fang Zhuo's chest, and the surging demonic qi follows him like a shadow!

Fang Zhuo held the battle axe in his hand across his chest, just blocking this sword, but a deep pit was pointed out on the axe, and Fang Zhuo was even repelled by a sword for several meters.

On the way back, the black short knife in Fang Zhuo's hand and the thin sword instantly intersected dozens of times, making a rapid sound, like rain hitting a plantain.

When he stopped, Fang Zhuo didn't have time to breathe a sigh, the demon knight did not continue to pursue, but had the leisure to look at the long sword in his hand, and frowned, at this moment, more than a dozen small gaps appeared on the long sword.

The demon knight looked at the black short knife in Fang Zhuo's hand, a scorching bright color rose in his eyes, and he said uncertainly: "Killing army-grade weapon?"

Fang Zhuo knew that the weapon in his hand had some origins, but this was obviously not the time to talk to the other party, just now both sides were mostly tentative.

This time, Fang Zhuo did not keep his hand, under the full start, the speed skyrocketed, the battle axe in his right hand opened and closed, and the short blade in his left hand defended delicately, two different styles of fighting, but in Fang Zhuo's hands, it seemed strangely balanced. And the demon knight suddenly found that the power transmitted from the long sword far exceeded the previous estimate, where is this Brilliant Terran, clearly his own clan, and even those northern demon beasts are so powerful!

Both of them are fast and fast, and in the end, two fast shadows are formed.

But Fang Zhuo found a problem, the strength of the demon knight in front of him was indeed a solid seventh-level cultivation, but in the process of the Force running and flowing, there was a strange trace of stagnation!

Obviously, this is a sign that the use of the Force is not very proficient, and generally only those who have just cultivated to the next level will appear. It seems that this guy in front of him should be a demon knight who has just been promoted, but his cultivation shows the strength of his magic power, and he is not much worse than the senior demon knight who has always appeared in the garbage dump.

It seems that the reason is the so-called holy relic that this side has never seen before! According to what I saw all the way in, the situation that appeared around me should also be the function of that holy relic.

This stalemate lasted for a minute, and the two parted leisurely, the battle axe in Fang Zhuo's hand was gone, and several bloody holes appeared on his thighs and waist. However, the demon knight on the opposite side was not much better, the original exquisite costume was no longer visible, there were two wounds on his body, the gap on his chest was almost a palm's length, and the wound on his arm was deep and bone-seeing.

However, the strength and recovery speed of the demon race are naturally stronger than those of the human race, but the demon knight didn't care, but threw aside the long sword in his hand that was about to be scrapped, and said with a cold smile: "I didn't expect to encounter a killing army-level weapon here, but it can be regarded as a laughing gain!"

Obviously, this short blade, which has a good origin, has been regarded as his trophy by the Demon Knight.

"That's not necessarily!" The short blade in Fang Zhuo's hand stabbed at the demon knight on the opposite side, but this time it was different, the speed was extremely slow, as if it was about to raise a mountain, and the force in his body was like a small flying sword, surging out along Fang Zhuo's mobilization.

Then, several shadowy mountains appeared on Fang Clumsy's short blade.

Although the demon knight has recently entered the current realm due to some secret reasons, his cultivation has skyrocketed recently, and he is not strong, but as the core figure in the clan, his eyesight is still there, his face instantly became solemn, and the long sword in his hand was filled with a black flame, and then he slashed down.

A black ripple slammed into the mountain on Fang Clumsy's short blade, and then the two froze for a moment, breaking together.

The demon knight breathed a sigh of relief, after all, the phantom that was generated just now actually gave himself a kind of pressure like seeing a mountain, this is really abnormal, it seems that it should always be a great combat skill, could it be that there is a core disciple from a family who appears in front of him?

However, a sudden flame interrupted the Demon Knight's thoughts! This flame was generated extremely strangely, as if it was generated from the Void Summary, and it was not from a device like *, but the Demon Knight did not dare to contaminate it, it was a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

This fear naturally appeared in the heart of the demon knight, and naturally he didn't see the two special military* that exploded after the flames, this is a special * from Han Qingchu, which is a combination of *and military*, and the demon knight just hit the trick.

The Whispering No. 1, which had already appeared in Fang Zhuo's hand, spewed out a cloud of Force light one after another, and slammed into the Demon Knight's chest. The wound, which was originally recovering quickly, finally exploded completely, and this time Fang Zhuo used the Force bomb that he had infused himself.

Runesealer!

The Demon Knight, who has been bombarded by Special* and Whispering One, suddenly has this word in his head!

The demon knight roared for a while, and was about to issue a warning, since there was a rune master in the human team, it was likely that the old immortal from Yunqing City personally led the team this time.

It's a pity that this warning cry is only halfway through and it becomes weak. Only then did the demon knight find that the damage of those two shots was surprisingly high, and there was a special power in the scorching force, which made the demonic energy in his body full of fear, so that the army was defeated! The force without magic to resist was like a fire burning the spring wilderness, instantly sweeping the entire chest, and the demon knight entered the near-death stage.

Fang Zhuo didn't stop at all, and the black short blade in his hand took away the last trace of clarity of the demon knight!

The increasingly strong gunfire outside made Fang Zhuo have to fight quickly!

Next, he encountered several demon warriors to block them, but these ordinary demon warriors, Fang Zhuo basically swept by, and the short blade in his hand was a death scythe in the wind. Or, Fang Zhuo would directly use his fists to deal with the demons in front of him.

In this way, all the way inward, in the end, the road was already only for one person to pass, Fang Zhuo continued to rush in, and finally rushed into a hall, this is a pure black room, full of quiet dignity and admiration for the extreme, in the middle of the hall, three old demon warriors are guarding here, but obviously did not expect Fang Zhuo to rush here so quickly, his face was full of surprise.

The moment Fang Zhuo rushed in, two special * appeared in his hand, and the moment he rushed in, he had already thrown them out, and the roar and strong light appeared in the hall at the same time, causing a wail. A demon elder who reacted relatively quickly had already rushed up, just bearing the full power of the two *, and was seriously injured in an instant.

However, the elders of the demon clan who are guarding here, although they are rotten and have limited vitality, their cultivation has reached the fifth level, and the first demon clan elder who rushed up has already blocked most of the damage. The remaining two elders quickly recovered and rushed over with a roar.

Fang Zhuo borrowed his strength on the wall of the hall, jumped dozens of meters, and the short blade in his hand flew out, nailing a demon elder to the wall, and at the same time, the whispering number one roared in his hand, and an earthy yellow force bomb blasted into the chest of the remaining demon elder.

This shot directly knocked half of his shoulder off!

Another Force Bomb appeared in Fang Zhuo's hand, pressed into the magazine, and after eliminating the remaining Demon Elder, he turned his head to look at the black stone enshrined in the center of the hall, the texture was rough, but the aura contained in it was vast.

From the moment the tree appeared, Fang Zhuo felt the so-called "holy object" similar to a stone, to be precise, it should be the two demonic qi origins in Fang Zhuo's body that felt it, and from that moment he sent out an extremely strong desire! Even the purple mandala flower had a hint of interest, but it was too ethereal, as if a big man saw a little interesting gadget, and wanted to take a second look!

What the hell is this? It can arouse the interest of the black jade demonic qi, the dark golden demonic qi, and even the purple mandala flower at the same time!

However, this is not what Fang Zhuo wants to study now, and the most important thing is to take it back.

But the moment he touched the black stone, Fang Zhuo suddenly felt a grand aura that rushed into his body along his arm, and then raged all the way along the meridians in his body!

The sudden change made Fang Zhuo stunned, what is the situation?