"You, the demon king of the demon clan this time?"

Xing Yu didn't pay attention to the arrogance of the young man, but stood in mid-air and looked at him very calmly, as if he was talking to an ordinary monk, without taking the other party's identity into account at all.

The red-clothed young man slowly walked into the air, and the demon cloud on his head also moved slowly with his footsteps, in stark contrast to the golden holy words on Xing Yu's head.

"Demon King, I like this name very much, no one used to call me that, they all called me ......"

"I'm not interested in your name. Xing Yu indifferently interrupted the words of the red-clothed young man, his voice was still as calm as water: "Calling you the Demon King is not to fear you, it's just a title, and then, I'll kill the king in their hearts and end this battle." ”

"Just you?" the red-clothed demon king seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and even the demons below were laughing.

"A race that has not seen immortals for a thousand years dares to tell me to kill me, stupid thing. "The Red Demon King is not only arrogant in language, but really arrogant, in his eyes, the monk in front of him is not vulnerable at all.

This point, after he effortlessly killed several ninth-level peak powers, became more and more condensed.

"Haven't you seen an immortal for a thousand years?"

The corners of Xing Yu's mouth also raised slightly when he heard this, if it was before, he would definitely think so, but now he won't, don't say that he hasn't seen immortals in this world for thousands of years, even if he hasn't seen immortals for ten thousand years, it's not something that the demon clan can bully, he is very sure of this.

"Since those senior hermits don't want to be born, let me take their place. ”

Xing Yu didn't talk nonsense, and under the gaze of millions of people below, he stepped out, and the cultivation in his body spread out like a hurricane, which was much stronger than those previous ninth-level peak powers.

If it is said that the ninth level is the strongest combat power in the land of Kyushu, then at this moment, Xing Yu's cultivation is between the peak of Kyushu and the half-step immortal realm, one line stronger than those monks, and one line weaker than the red-clothed demon king.

The battle between the two started in an instant, representing the final collision of the highest combat power of the demon race and the human world, and everyone had confidence in Xing Yu, but they were also worried about Xing Yu, which were two very contradictory emotions.

A strong person like them naturally doesn't need to be tempted when fighting, and Xing Yu used the immortal inheritance as soon as he came up.

Leaving the yang refers to leaving the yang, and leaving the yang is accompanied by the soul......

In front of Xing Yu, an old man wearing an imperial robe and an imperial crown sighed slightly, raised his arm and pointed at your red-clothed demon king.

For a while, the wind surged, and an indescribable force between heaven and earth instantly converged, it was a force that was not under the control of the monk, as if an immortal had descended into the world.

In the face of Xing Yu's powerful blow, the red-clothed demon king on the opposite side didn't care, and slapped a palm very casually, the power of one palm seemed to be lined up into the sea, as if the entire sky had turned into a vast ocean, and that palm was a tsunami covering the sky.

One finger and a palm collided together, and a shocking wave was thrown in an instant, and the monks and demons below who had no time to dodge were thrown away in an instant, and when they were in mid-air, they turned into blood mist, centered on the impact site, forming a twisted ball qi wave, surrounded by uneven spatial cracks.

After this blow, the battlefield of tens of millions of people below was as silent as death, and everyone looked at the radius in horror, looking at the waves of qi that were still spreading and the cracks that were constantly twisting, and cold air was rising in their hearts.

Such a terrifying blow is by no means something that the Kyushu monks can show, although it is not as powerful as the immortals, but it is not much.

After the blow, Xing Yu's figure retreated, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. On the other side, the red-clothed demon king did not move at all, and was looking at Xing Yu through countless cracks and sneering.

Seeing this scene, a haze appeared in the hearts of the millions of monks below, and the Xing Yu they were expecting did not overwhelm the opponent, but was injured.

"Don't be complacent, sometimes the ending is often unexpected. Although Xing Yu knew that he was not defeated by the other party, he didn't mind, and such a result was also expected by him.

After all, the cultivation is invincible to the other party, and it has just broken through the peak of the ninth level, and it still needs to be constantly run-in in order to exert the greatest power.

On the battlefield, Tang Qingshi, Li Xiaona, Meng Ruthless and Xing Xue all looked at Xing Yu nervously, only to feel that their hearts were squeezed fiercely.

Fortunately, Xing Yu didn't care, and flew away after a blow, using the techniques he had learned one by one, and soon fought with the red-clothed demon king.

The higher the two of them fight, the magic and energy are everywhere, and there is constantly a space collapsing around the two, and the energy accidentally released can shatter a mountain, and a yuan force can break a big river.

The battlefield below was also smashed, and those who couldn't avoid it were shattered, even if they were ninth-level powers, they were like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and they didn't dare to approach the battlefield of the two at all.

Fortunately, both of them consciously increased their height and tried to avoid spreading to the bottom.

After hundreds of moves, Xing Yu's chest was already full of blood, and the red-clothed demon king on the opposite side was only a little pale, which was not a serious injury.

The next moment, the thunder outside Xingyu's body was raging, and the whole person was bathed in thunder and lightning, as if the Thunder Emperor was in the world, and the thunder and lightning were extremely destructive, and finally relied on the power of the thunder and lightning to move back to the disadvantage, and pressed the red-clothed demon king on the opposite side.

Seeing this scene, the Terran army below immediately cheered, and their momentum skyrocketed by three points, although they were fighting, they were always paying attention to the battlefield above the sky.

Because everyone knows that it is the most critical battle, and those two handsome young men are the ones who decide the fate of the land of Kyushu.

At this moment, whether they like Xingyu or not, they all showed admiration, and they all had deep expectations for this young man who was the leader of the dragon list and had obtained the inheritance of six generations of kings.

Then, the good times didn't last long, the red-clothed demon king quickly adapted to Xing Yu's attack, and when his hands transformed, a giant black gluttonous statue with tacit understanding appeared behind him, and his vicious eyes glared at Xing Yu, and he suddenly opened his hideous mouth, turning into devouring power, devouring all the thunder and lightning that blasted towards the red-clothed demon king.

Although the power of thunder and lightning is terrifying, after the devouring of that gluttonous secret method, it can no longer pose much of a threat to the red-clothed demon king.

"It's my turn. ”

At the next moment when the thunder and lightning weakened, the red-clothed demon king spread his wings and rose up, like a great peng leaping up, his arms with a monstrous tacit understanding constantly waving at Xing Yu, immediately forming two hurricane winds, one positive and one negative, squeezing Xing Yu in the middle, enduring two completely different forces.

This is not the end, the Dapeng transformed by the red-clothed demon king suddenly raised his head and roared, and the sharp and piercing magic sound instantly resounded in the sky, and the space was chaotic, like a chasm suddenly pressed down by an invisible force on the calm water surface.

And Xing Yu was at the end of this chasm, bearing all the power of the magic sound.

This sound wave was different from ordinary attacks, almost ignoring the resistance of Yuan Li and Dao Fa, and it penetrated in an instant, hitting Xing Yu's body directly, instantly causing his qi and blood to surge, Yuan Li was confused, and he opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the two hurricanes on both sides were frantically squeezing, instantly breaking the Dharma Protector Yuan Force outside Xing Yu's body, and acting fiercely on him, even if it was as strong as his physique, he couldn't bear it at all.

Blood gushed out like a spring, Xing Yu's eyes were red, he raised his head at the critical moment and glared forward fiercely, and the soul wave in his mind came instantly at a frequency of 30,000 times per breath, and it had a fierce effect on the brain center of the red-clothed demon king.

This sudden attack was not only weird, but also extremely powerful, much more profound than the demon voice of the red-clothed demon king.

This sudden attack immediately hit the red-clothed demon king hard, giving Xing Yu a rare respite here, and when he pointed to the center of his eyebrows, a golden aura shot out from his forehead, approaching a huge golden arhat and condensing out.

Roar......

The Golden Arhat let out a beast-like roar, and eight strong arms slammed into the two hurricanes, instantly crushing them and turning them into powerful turbulence.

Xing Yu barely stood firm in this turbulence, his clothes had already been soaked with blood, and he looked very embarrassed, and his bones were exposed in many places.

Seeing that Xing Yu was safe and sound, the millions of monks below finally breathed a sigh of relief, some were melancholy, and some were hopeful.

The melancholy person saw that Xing Yu was at a disadvantage, and it was obvious that his strength was inferior to the other party, and it was not half a star or a half, and it was a matter of time before he died in battle.

Those who hope know that if it is an ordinary ninth-level cultivator, they simply can't hold out in the hands of the red-clothed demon king for so long, and Xing Yu persevered, proving that he still has hope, although this is just a self-deceptive idea.

"What did you attack me with just now?"

The red-clothed demon king who had recovered his body looked at Xing Yu with some horror, he knew all the inheritances of the demon clan, and he was even more clear about the exercises of the monks, and it was the first time he had encountered such an attack method as a soul wave.

Xing Yu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, showed his white teeth and smiled: "That's my own exercise, you don't understand it." ”

By the time he said this, the injuries in Xing Yu's body had healed, and Yuan Li had basically recovered.

After all, a strong man like them has unfathomable means, and it can no longer be measured by the eyes of ordinary monks.

"That's good, since you created it yourself, then I will kill you, and this exercise will disappear. "The red-clothed demon king didn't care, he suffered a loss just now, but this time he was naturally on guard, and he was even more ferocious when he shot again.

The monstrous tacit understanding has become his invincible means, it seems that as long as he intended, every space can be turned into a means of attacking Xingyu, and there are incomprehensible textures in his eyes, which looks very weird.

With the change of the eyes of the red-clothed demon king, Xing Yu was shocked to find that the space he was in was changing, the heaven and the earth suddenly became gray, and strings of incomprehensible jerky symbols appeared out of nowhere, densely appearing all around.

Not only that, but a complicated and jerky chant came from the mouth of the red-clothed demon king, and an evil and domineering force continued to breed, as if it wanted to separate this space and refine Xingyu within it.

Xing Yu was shocked, and just hurriedly urged Haoran Righteous Qi to protect his body, and at the same time, it was obvious that the inheritance appeared in his hand, and he pointed out fiercely into the distance, hoping to escape before this space was completely stripped away.

Then, Xing Yu failed, the attack of the Yang Finger did not work, and the next moment, a huge Demon Emperor appeared behind him, bowing his head, and his red eyes looked at him coldly.