The old man of the demon clan slowly drew out the long sword, which was a two-handed long sword with a dark red sword body. The moment it was unsheathed, there was a roar, and the smoke on the sword body flowed, and under the light of the sword, bursts of blood light were emitted.

He motioned for the remaining two to step back, and walked towards Fang Zhuo with the long sword in hand, but after only one step, he suddenly felt a burst of weakness, and the originally light long sword in his hand became extremely heavy, dragging him to a stagger.

The old man of the demon clan was taken aback, and looked down at his arm, the originally injured arm did not recover under the operation of the demonic qi, but emitted a burst of foul smell, and the flesh and blood around the wound continued to die, and then decayed and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the source of weakness, in the old man's perception, the wound on his arm is like a bottomless pit at this time, and the demonic energy in his body is like a flood that finds an outlet, constantly draining.

The old man only glanced at it and understood, and exclaimed, "Poison, it's poison!" Then, the old man was dizzy and fell to the ground.

The two demon warriors who had retreated in an orderly manner were in chaos in an instant, one wanted to retreat, and the other wanted to go to protect the old man. Fang Zhuo seized the opportunity, made a strong advance, and killed the two of them together at the cost of adding two wounds to his abdomen!

The battle ended a little faster than Fang Zhuo expected, mainly because of the time to solve the demon knight, because of the arrogance of the old man, he did not take action immediately, and the delay led to the outbreak of blood poison, so that Fang Zhuo could win so quickly.

Fang Zhuo sat on the ground with his ass, although the speed of victory exceeded expectations, but Fang Zhuo's instant explosion was also exhausted, at this moment, the original majestic Force in his body was exhausted, and nearly ten new wounds were added to his body, these were the injuries of the special weapons of the demon race, and it was very troublesome to clean up.

At this moment, the old man of the demon clan seemed to return to his light, woke up again, and pounced with the long sword in his hand. Seeing this, Fang Zhuo roared angrily and slammed into his arms, a huge and incomparable force, pretending to be a groove in the chest of this demon knight! As for the soft swing of the sword, it didn't even reach Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo took a breath, walked in front of the old man of the demon clan, and squatted down. The wound on his arm had rotted and blackened, and the original blood had condensed into a blood clot, and it was difficult to flow anymore.

This naturally comes from the wisp of black in Fang Zhuo's Force bomb, almost every Force bullet infused by Fang Zhuo now will contain a wisp of black, and against the demons, this bullet seems to have a miraculous effect!

Like the old man of the demon clan, directly bearing Fang Zhuo's blow with his body, it is naturally an act of looking for death!

After briefly collecting the wounds on his body, Fang Zhuo began to clean up the battlefield. The accessories carried by these demon warriors are all of excellent workmanship and exquisite materials, even if they are on the black market, it is estimated that they can make a little profit.

And the Demon Knight's accessory is not ordinary at first glance, but Fang Zhuo's hand is upside down, and he is a little disliked, the weight of this long sword is too light, and it is not suitable for Fang Zhuo's current fighting style.

After that, Fang Zhuo also found a pair of short guns, which should be the rifles that the old man of the demon clan carried with him. Fang Zhuo didn't let go of the guns and tactical backpacks of the other demon warriors, and searched them all, and then Fang Zhuo found that the tactical backpacks he had specially enlarged were a little too much to fit.

It contains demon weapons, gold, Force guns and Force weapons, and even a set of inner armor. Of course, this also contains the magic cores of all demons.

Fang Zhuo suddenly discovered that in the wilderness, killing and looting were able to accumulate wealth so quickly. However, in this way, you can never escape the ancient philosophy of giving back to the other way.

But for now, with these things, Fang Zhuo would be able to exchange for a large number of cultivation resources, as well as the weapons and protective equipment he needed.

At present, Fang Zhuo, every time he cultivates, only a small part of the force that really enters the Force node, and many of them are intercepted by the purple mandala flower, although he knows that it will purify his Force power, but this will objectively inevitably cause his Force cultivation speed to slow down.

Fang Zhuo had to start solving this problem.

However, since the demonic qi has become a part of his body, Fang Zhuo can only accept it, and use it as a means to kill the enemy, this is enough, and he can't take care of the rest!

After cleaning up the battlefield, Fang Zhuo glanced at the direction where the little guy had gone, and then quickly left.

This battle under his own whim, starting from his desire to avenge the brothers of the Guard, although he completely annihilated this demon team, but judging from the current situation, it is likely that there are other demons nearby, and he must leave quickly.

Just an hour after Fang Zhuo left, several black figures appeared on this battlefield.

At the head was a pale-faced man, who appeared almost silently at the top of the mountain, dressed in a black robe, embroidered with a golden skull and blood-colored sickle on his collar, and his slender hands striking each other.

Seeing the tragic situation on the ground, the man snorted coldly, and two false words like black suns suddenly appeared behind him, and several demons who were accompanying him were all under pressure, but fortunately, they disappeared in a flash.

This turned out to be a demon general-level powerhouse who had cultivated to the eleventh level!

The man walked to the middle of the battlefield, glanced around, suddenly wanted to find something, walked up to the old man, frowned, and naturally said to himself: "Why is this kind of breath? impossible, how can it be ?......?"

After thinking about it, the man raised his head and felt the figure running in the distance, and was sure that some of the demon warriors in it had died at his hands, and snorted coldly, and was ready to arrest and torture him.

The man took a step, but before he could take a step, two trailing milky white lights fell in the western sky, blasting the stern of another warship.

It was the battleship of the demon clan that was blown up, and the man looked at the situation in the air and said indignantly: "The despicable and filthy human race will only use this kind of crowd tactic!"

An uninterrupted buzzing sound suddenly came out, which was the order for the demons to urgently assemble.

"Lord Earl......" The nearest black figure standing behind the man stepped forward and said hurriedly.

The man glanced at the direction Fang Zhuo fled again, and said with a sneer: "Count yourself lucky, go!" Several figures followed the man and disappeared!

Above the wilderness, Fang Zhuo kept running to the limit, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief until he entered the actual control range of Yunqing City.

On the wilderness just now, Fang Zhuo felt a powerful and incomparable aura, two of which swept over him, and even one of them Fang Zhuo clearly felt the killing intent and was locked, but for some reason, he still gave up.

This aura, although far from being comparable to the mysterious black shadow that Fang Zhuo encountered in the wilderness, was already an existence that was difficult for Fang Zhuo to compete with, if he wanted to kill Fang Zhuo, it was just one move!

Fang Zhuo rested for a moment, and then began to return to Yunqing City according to the established plan.

At this moment, in the wilderness around Yunqing City, with the appearance of the mysterious black figure, Ross, the kamikaze legion guards, and this demon powerhouse, a huge whirlpool was clearly displayed, obviously the wilderness at this moment was no longer suitable for solo activities as a hunter.

Fang Zhuo was going to solve the problem of cultivating his Force in Yunqing City, and by the way, solve the trouble of the Black Tiger.

It's just that when Fang Zhuo was about to enter the city, he encountered a group of elite soldiers who were driving into Yunqing City. These soldiers couldn't tell the number, but they were all well-equipped and full of energy.

On the city tower dozens of meters high, a battle flag was erected high, and a figure stood under it, looking at the battle flag behind him, this was a general.

At this moment, he stood on the city tower, his posture was upright, his expression was solemn, and his murderous aura was like a substance, standing on the city tower, as if there was an additional building on the city tower at the same time, and at first glance he was a ruthless man who stood like a mountain and killed people like hemp.

It seems that the Red Blood Army is also aware of the changes here, and has even sent an entire legion to strengthen the defense, and the legion commander personally leads the team.

Due to the entry of this red-blooded army into the city, the protective force of the entire city has doubled out of thin air, affecting the security of the entire city to be much better, and those ruffians who were originally rampant have obediently stayed at home.

After the Red Blood Army entered the city, Fang Zhuo also mixed in the crowd and entered the city, bypassing the location of the Black Tiger Gang and finding a small hotel in the middle of nowhere.

After a good night's rest, Fang Zhuo disguised himself as a disguise, and then set off to go to the Scarlet Rose, but it seemed that every time Fang Zhuo came, there were no guests here.

Fang Zhuo just turned around and locked the door of the store and walked to the counter.

Seeing Fang Zhuo, Ah Da's face became a little complicated and ugly, and he said, "Why are you? Now the Black Tiger Gang is arresting you all over the city, are you really not afraid of death?"

Fang Zhuo's disguise this time was more thorough, and he even did his hands and feet with makeup and clothes, but he was still recognized by the old man at a glance, obviously this old man with a big forehead refreshed Fang Zhuo's understanding of him again and again.

However, it was probably the first impression left by the old man, which was really not good, and Fang Zhuo just didn't respect the master in front of him.

Fang Zhuo leaned against the counter and said lightly: "Why, you don't make any money?"

"Chong Black Tiger wants to kill you, you want to go crazy, you killed so many people from the Black Tiger Gang, and you also killed the green wolf in the wilderness, and scared the deer back, when did that kid hear that he would be scared?

"Now that the Black Tiger Kill Order has been issued, he must kill you, or his prestige will be ruined, you know? He has increased the bounty tenfold, do you understand the concept? You are now a big treasury that is bright and bright! I dare to do business with you, and I am not afraid that the Black Tiger will trouble me?"

Ah Da muttered a lot in one gulp.

Fang Zhuo glanced at Ah Da and said lightly: "I have a demon weapon in my hand!"

"Take it out and take a look!" With just one sentence, Ah Da's attitude instantly turned a 180-degree turn.