1639 Fearless

Yechen's silver spear shattered the fire demon once again.

Pang Hai's martial arts also blocked the sweep of the flame hand.

At this moment, the demons no longer attacked, and they surrounded Yechen and the others in the middle, a full fifty powerful demons.

At this moment, they didn't seem to be worried that Yechen would run away, which was the confidence that Hemand had brought them after his arrival.

The biggest threat to Yechen was not these fifty demons, but the hemande who exuded a monstrous aura, and his appearance seemed to freeze the atmosphere in the starry sky.

The terrifying power crushed all directions, and Hemander stood in the starry sky, like a black hill blocking the front of everyone, making people unshakable.

"What should I do?" Lu Ling murmured, not seeing the slightest hope of survival.

Yechen roared angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, kill!"

With a silver spear in hand, Yechen rushed forward fiercely, the tip of the spear pointing at Hemand's figure in the distance. Yechen wouldn't suddenly have a demon and lose an inch like Lu Ling.

The sharp tip of the spear stabbed straight ahead, and the power in Yechen's body exploded in full force, and the six reincarnation techniques ran wildly in his body, and then poured into the silver spear like a tide.

The guns were dazzling, making many demons subconsciously want to avoid the edge of the night.

Yechen walked all the way forward, stepping over the heads of the demons, and during this time, no one dared to resist Yechen's spears.

The spear was like lightning, shining brightly in the starry sky!

Hemande's wings were spread, his hands were equally open, and he laughed in the starry sky: "Hahaha, the little Terran dares to attack me, the courage is good, Lao Tzu likes to kill a brave and talented Terran like you the most." ”

"Poof!" a loud metal thump sounded, and the silver spear that Nighttime had stabbed into Hemande's forehead stopped in front of him, and the tip of the silver spear was actually held in Hemande's hand.

The powerful force made the tip of Yechen's spear unable to advance!

Yechen was shocked! It was the first time he had encountered such a powerful master, even the will of the elven goddess he had seen before was far inferior.

Is this the power of the gods? Or is it just a false god?

With a missed shot, Yechen immediately drew his gun.

But the silver spear did not move, as if it had taken root in the hands of Hemander.

Yechen flew forward, his feet glowing, and he stepped out continuously, and the last foot stepped fiercely towards Hemande.

Hemand stood proudly in the void, deep in his left hand, blocking the attacks of Yechen's feet again and again, and then slammed into Yechen with a punch, and the violent power exploded instantly, Yechen only felt as if a star was smashing in front of him, making him unable to resist.

Yechen originally wanted to dodge, but he found that his qi had been locked by Hemande, as if no matter how he dodged, he couldn't escape from the range of the opponent's fist.

Yechen gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength with his feet, and kicked out fiercely. Both feet collided with Hemand's fists.

With the help of the huge anti-shock force, Yechen finally pulled out the silver spear, but the price was that his body flew upside down in the sky, and a mouthful of blood spit out in his mouth, and finally with the help of Pang Hai and others, he knocked Pang Hai and the four people away.

Now, Yechen finally knew why Pang Hai and them were so desperate, this was not a force that could be resisted at all.

"Poof!" Yechen, who was lying between the hands of Pang Hai and the others, spurted blood again, and Yechen felt that all the internal organs in his body were broken, and there was a concentrated pain in his body.

Summoning Lan Wen?

What if Lan Wen would die too? It was the first time that Yechen had been so hesitant to summon Lan Wen. subconsciously felt that even if he died, he couldn't let Lan Wen die.

"Hahahaha!" Behind Yechen, a familiar voice came, it was an angry voice, "I didn't expect Lord Hemand to take action personally." Now, they can't run away. ”

Fury finally arrived, and he led fifty demons to descend, and after the demons descended, they saluted Hemander neatly.

Hemande pinned his hands behind his back, nodded slightly at Nu Po and the others, and said hello, showing that he was very arrogant.

But Nu Po and the others did not feel the slightest displeasure, but took it for granted.

Yechen was injured, and everyone entered a desperate situation!

Nu Po smiled at Hemand: "Since it is Lord Hemand, you have come, then this genius's military exploits, you should take it, let's just watch." ”

Hemand nodded indifferently, and said lightly: "The military merits of the rest of the others are divided together." ”

"Yes, Master Xie!" said with a grin.

Hemander walked indifferently towards the night, pacing in the void, but at great speed.

Just halfway out, Hemander suddenly turned around and let out a cry of surprise: "Huh!"

At the end of the distant starry sky, a sword light suddenly appeared, dazzling half of the galaxy.

This sword light was extremely bright and extremely powerful, and soon not only Hemande, but all the others saw the oncoming sword light.

Countless demons trembled under this sword light, as if they didn't know how to dodge.

"What is this?" shouted angrily, his voice trembling.

Hemande turned around and shouted coldly with a gloomy face: "Be bold, dare to hurt my son, who gave you the guts." ”

Hemande gave up slaughtering Yechen, and flew forward one by one, blocking the front of all the demons, the flames on his body suddenly exploded, his hands were even more scorching, and black fists emerged between his arms, wrapping the entire arm and palm, and blasted out with a fierce punch against the sword light.

"Boom!" The brilliant sword exploded in the starry sky, and Hemander retreated in the sky in succession, flying upside down by the impact of the energy.

Countless demons were shocked, and the simple sword light made Hemander retreat, which showed how terrifying the person was.

"What is this?" Lu Ling muttered softly, his originally resolute eyes were a little more exciting at the moment.

Hemand and the others had no time to pay attention to Yechen, and they turned all their eyes to the starry sky in the distance.

There, a figure was walking slowly.

He carried a sword on his back, his long hair was windless, and his figure was slender and straight.

His whole person is like a sword, a sharp sword that has been unsheathed.

At this moment, his appearance is extremely chic. Yechen has always been the center of everyone, but at this moment, it has been ignored.

Yechen watched this scene silently, and said in his heart: "It is worthy of the starry sky battlefield, and it is really not comparable to the kind of place in the Martial God Continent." Even if it was the top-level imperial battle in the Martial God Continent, for them, it was just a small fight! This is the battlefield I should come to. ”

The arrival of the strong man did not make Yechen depressed, but made Yechen even happier and excited, let Yechen see a more powerful realm, and gave him a clear goal: to surpass all the strong people he had ever seen.

(End of chapter)