Stone shattered, this shot directly sent Wang Wuwei back to the depths of darkness, it was impossible to come back to life, after confirming this, the beetail in Fang Zhuo's hand quickly shifted, and the origin of the scope was once again put on another demon warrior.

"Bang" A milky white Force bomb suddenly appeared, and the demon warrior who was standing a hundred meters away directly turned into a ball of flame flowers blooming in the demonic qi.

Although he had the advantage of a sudden attack, after these two shots in a row, Fang Zhuo's position was also exposed, and three black figures pounced on his position together, and there was a glimmer of opportunity in the originally extremely tight encirclement.

But Xuan Yu did not run away, glanced at the huge wound on his shoulder, gritted his teeth, and his body was embellished with a demon warrior like electricity, and he abandoned the Xuanguang giant sword and did not use it, but used the short knife in his hand to plunge it into his chest, and in an instant, he inserted three knives in a row, and the demon roared in pain, and then collapsed to the ground.

Wang Wuwei roared, and the responsibility of command fell on a sixth-level cultivator demon warrior, he pointed silently, and all the demon warriors pounced on Xuan Yu, only he continued to chase Fang Zhuo. Obviously, in his mind, Fang Zhuo, who was holding the Force gun, was even more threatening than Xuan Yu.

The power of those two Force bombs was really terrifying, making every demon who had seen it have a trace of indescribable fear.

Fang Zhuo glanced at the demon warrior who was approaching in the distance, and shot a shot with the original force gun in his hand like some long eyes, but this shot did not hit, but instead frightened a demon who surrounded Xuan Yu in the distance and retreated dozens of meters.

But this is too unexpected, the speed of the demon clan has always been amazing, even if it is the demon clan, except for the heirs of the ancestral peaks who are good at speed, most of them are not as good as the demon clan. With the speed of the sixth-level demon warrior in front of him, he could completely dodge the moment Fang Zhuo pulled the trigger. Before, Wang Wuwei was completely unconsciously caught in Xuan Yu's spiritual charm, and the subsequent shot accounted for the sneak attack.

So this shot, Fang Zhuo has both relief and temptation.

"Come on, demon cub, the account of Wushan Mine, Lao Tzu will count it with you, and Lao Tzu will not lose money tonight!" Fang Zhuo looked at the demon warrior who was rapidly approaching, his gaze cold and steady.

Being able to kill Wang Wuwei, a demon knight who was obviously from a famous family, and five elite demon warriors, in fact, Fang Zhuo had already recovered all the meaning of the rest of his life.

Of course, this is an algorithm for the servicemen of the Imperial Guard!

This demon warrior was extremely fast, and Fang Zhuo, who fled quickly, couldn't extend the distance between him and the other party at all. Looking at Fang Zhuo's back, under the magic power, he jumped high and slammed his hands into Fang Zhuo's chest like two long knives.

Most of the humiliation suffered today is due to this weak little worm in front of him, and this humiliation can only be washed away by cutting open his chest with both hands.

Looking at the square table, which was still fleeing quickly, the gloomy face of this elite demon warrior finally leaked a cruel smile.

Now is the time!

Fang Zhuo, who seemed to be fearless, turned around in an instant, the Force gun in his hand trembled, and then burst out a Force bullet, as if it was pre-designed, and slammed into the opponent's chest, leaving a huge wound and an extremely strong Force aura.

However, the strength of this demon warrior had reached the sixth level, and he still remained above Fang Zhuo, and then smashed his hands on Fang Zhuo's chest with a kind of consternation. However, this blow did not go as expected, and it stands to reason that the weak human in front of him broke his intestines, but he just knocked it out and landed in the garbage dump in the distance, where it fell.

This angry blow was a real sixth-level strength, and after the square table spurted out a mouthful of blood, he lost consciousness.

On the other battlefield, the short knife in Xuan Yu's hand had already cut through the demon cores of the four demon warriors, but her own body was already covered with wounds, and her injured right arm was even more unnaturally drooping, obviously broken. Half of the clothes on his body were blood, both for himself and for his enemies.

But there are still four demon warriors around!

Xuan Yu gritted his teeth and glanced at Fang Zhuo's original direction, he had not only been knocked into that area! Xuan Yu glanced at the black short knife that had already appeared dozens of gaps, and Xuan Guang who was supported by Xuan Yu, took a deep breath, Xuan Yu slapped the giant sword lightly, and then the giant sword disappeared.

Xuan Yu, who shot again, used the short knife in his hand as the pioneer, and then the remaining four demon warriors instantly felt a deep and noble aura, which suppressed the demon warriors' existing extremely strong strength.

Even if it was fleeting, it was enough to support Xuan Yu's attack, and the remaining four demon warriors instantly froze to the ground, with no breath at all

However, such a sudden outburst was almost overdrawn for Xuan Yu. Seeing the aura of the last demon warrior disappear, Xuan Yu's consciousness also fell into darkness.

About a quarter of an hour later, four or five figures sneaked in, looking dressed up, it should be a craftsman scavenging on the Scarlet Continent.

The craftsman at the head was a tall man of nearly two meters, and after walking into this garbage dump, he happened to see a figure lying on the edge of the garbage dump, with a handsome and pale face, a slender body, and luxuriously dressed.

This is an official demon warrior, and maybe even a demon nobleman from the upper continent.

This is not something that scavenging craftsmen can participate in, any adult demon warrior can slaughter countless scavenging craftsmen. The tall man retreated as fast as he could in his life.

I took a few breaths, but the equipment that fell on the ground had an indescribable temptation. Suddenly, the tall man remembered that if there were still living demon warriors inside, then a few of his own people would have turned into corpses when they stepped into the garbage dump.

Sometimes, it's not about the reason, it's about having a reason!

The tall man turned his head and looked at the shining light in the eyes of the remaining four people, and naturally understood the thoughts of several people, and he was in danger of being rich and rich! If he could get the equipment of the elite demon warriors, the income might be able to guarantee the expenses of his people for a whole year!

Five scavengers have gone back.

Then, a few people were stunned, this demon warrior all over the ground, in the eyes of the five people, was a gold coin all over the ground!

This must be God's gift to himself.

The few people who reacted glanced at each other, but they distanced themselves slightly, in the wilderness, sometimes the biggest danger comes from the side.

The five scavenging craftsmen began to collect equipment and demon heads all over the ground in ecstasy and silence, which could be exchanged for gold coins in the gray trading market and the Red Blood Army, which may be the best luck in their lives.

However, ten minutes later, this situation was broken the moment he saw Xuan Yu.

The last two people took the lead in making a move, cutting off the necks of the two people in front of them in one fell swoop, and then the two of them shot at the tall man together, because this person was the strongest among several people!

But in the struggle, the man who was originally an alliance was directly stabbed into his vest by the old man of the alliance, and he died.

Looking at the man who was killed in front of him, the tall man stretched out his hand and kicked it, and said with contempt in his mouth: "If you don't even know the details, you dare to form an alliance, if you don't die, you will die!"

It turns out that the two are the real alliance.

It's just that the tall man who hasn't turned around suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and the tip of a knife appeared on his chest, and before the tall man turned around, the short knife in his hand that had not yet been swung out smashed to the ground, and he swallowed his breath.

"Good brother, you can't blame me, I have always let you, this time you should let me once!" the old man said this to the man who fell in front of him, and then turned around, his eyes were full of madness, one hand reached out to the almost, no, perfect side of the ground, and the other hand stretched impatiently to his waist.

But the strange thing is that the old man stretched out half of his two hands, and suddenly found that he could no longer stretch out, as if in the water, and the power was far greater than the water, and the whole world fell into an eerie silence.

In this silence, the old man seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, and then the heartbeat became louder and faster, and finally exploded like a ripe peach, and even blasted a fist-sized hole in his entire back.

Then, out of the darkness came two people.

One is for a tall and thin old man, with long snow-white hair, without a trace of variegation, his face is wrinkled and looks old, but it brings a kind of wisdom to the old man. Dressed in a blood-colored robe, which complements the white hair, it shows an extremely noble and gentle temperament.

The other is a petite girl, with an unusually sweet smiling face, a hint of paleness, but the vermilion on her lips is extremely thick. The girl has two ponytails tied on her head, a black cloak, and a golden ornament embroidered on her high collar, which looks bewitching and weird!

"I really didn't expect that a remote and barren place could gather so many Saint Clan warriors!" the white-haired old man said softly.

"It seems that there is infighting among our people?" the girl began.

The old man frowned, and then exclaimed: "I really didn't expect to smell the breath of the Force Bomb, no, and the breath of the power of the rune!

The girl seemed to be a little unconvinced, and said angrily: "If it weren't for the fact that this broken ground is too smelly, I can smell it!"

The old man's gaze swept over, and suddenly fell on Xuan Yu, his face was instantly solemn, and then he took a light step and came to Xuan Yu's side.

Then he stretched out his hands, and a purple-black demonic qi appeared in his hands, flashing on Xuan Yu's body, and his face changed suddenly.

After dozens of breaths, the old man stood up and exclaimed to the sky in an aria tone: "This is, this is the breath from the throne bloodline, she actually awakened the throne bloodline, this is one, the talented!"

"The king will be interested in her!" said the maiden.

The old man's face was full of joy, and he said, "Indeed, the guys in this nearby territory are all rubbish, it seems that we have to find the source of her bloodline!"

"Okay, okay, listen to you! But when are we leaving? I'm going to die!"

"Then let's go now, and you'll clean it up as usual!" said the old man with a smile.

"It's me again!" muttered the girl, but her hand was dissatisfied, and a black flame appeared from the girl's hand and swept through the entire garbage dump.

The figures of the old man and the girl carried the Xuan Yu and walked away!