The red-haired evil young man's figure floated into the air and slowly landed at the door of Zhu Yancheng, his evil and handsome eyes stared at Murong Xian, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile of surprise.

After Murong Xian was targeted, he instantly felt a chill on his body, the true yuan in the dantian was oppressed, and the strength that supported his body was constantly dissipated, and his body suddenly weakened.

The next moment, a strong arm supported her, and at the same time, the pressure on Murong Xian's body was light, and a figure that was not too wide blocked in front of her.

Seeing the red-haired evil young man appear, the warriors on Zhu Yan City had a shocked look on their faces, and they couldn't help but think of the scene of this red-haired evil young man killing the elders of the Eastern World with one blow.

"Oh, I'm a little surprised, there are such capable people in this small city!" The red-haired evil young man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips lightly, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"It seems that I still want to take action myself! Do you open the city gate yourself, or do I go in!"

The red-haired evil young man squinted his eyes and slowly swept over Zhu Yancheng's head, and the warriors who were targeted by him were all frightened and trembling.

"Are you so confident?" a cold voice suddenly came from above the quiet city.

Yang Yi and the red-haired evil young man looked at each other, fighting intent and soul power in an instant.

A wave-like vibration was generated between the two of them, and all the warriors felt dizzy and couldn't help but retreat.

"What a powerful soul power!" The red-haired evil young man's eyes narrowed again, and his evaluation of Yang Yi in his heart was even higher.

"You're not bad!" Yang Yi also flashed a trace of surprise, the soul power of this red-haired evil young man was as hot as magma, and what was even more terrifying was that his soul power could still devour his soul power, if it weren't for his soul power like the sea, I am afraid that he would be defeated under his hands.

The pressure of soul power gradually increased, and the clothes on the red-haired evil young man and Yang Yi were windless and automatic, and the hunting sounded.

"Click......

The hard ground beneath the red-haired evil young man's feet made a cracking sound, while Yang Yi at the head of the city stepped back imperceptibly.

The martial artists present were no strangers to soul power, and some of them were even quite proud of their soul power, but when they released their soul power, as soon as they came into contact with the battle circle, they were suddenly struck by lightning, rolled their eyes, and fainted.

The battle of soul power, how dangerous it is, at least the soul will be injured, and at the worst it will become dementia, but Yang Yi and the red-haired evil young man have strong soul power, and they are not half moved, and it can be seen from the expressions of the two that they still have some strength left.

"You're the first, the Terran whose soul power I can't devour!" The red-haired evil young man's expression was no longer an understatement, but a touch of deep solemnity.

"I will recognize you as my opponent, come, say your name!"

Yang Yi carried his hands behind his back, and his soul power was like a tide, "When you ask someone else's name, do you have to say your own name in advance!"

"Demon Yuan!One of the four generals of the Demon Clan!" the red-haired evil young man said quietly.

"Hehe, the new national teacher of the Vermilion Bird Empire, the clouds are ethereal!" Yang Yi said, this is respect for the opponent.

When the two of them spoke, the soul power was still constantly releasing and output, and as the soul power was compressed, the sound of shattering continued to come from the void.

"Bang ......" There was a crisp sound, the void exploded, the storm rolled wildly, Yang Yi and Demon Yuan frowned, and retreated at the same time, the void storm is not a joke, with the current strength of the two of them, being swept up by the void storm, I am afraid that it will also be a dead ending.

"The soul power is good, I don't know if I'm interested in fighting, if you win, I will let the people in this city go, if you lose, hehe......" Demon Yuan's eyes like a poisonous snake stared at Murong Xian.

"I want this woman to be my concubine!

As soon as this sentence came out, the momentum of the demon abyss changed violently, and originally only the cultivation of the Peiyuan Realm began to continue to rise, the early stage of the Open Pulse Realm, the peak of the Open Pulse Realm, and the early stage of the Law Body Realm...... It wasn't until the peak of the Dharma Body Realm that cultivation slowly stopped.

Seeing the powerful strength of Demon Yuan, Murong Xian and tens of thousands of martial artists all turned pale, especially Murong Xian, although she was unparalleled in wisdom, but once the other party's strength exceeded the range she could bear, she had no choice, especially when she heard that Demon Yuan wanted to use herself as his concubine, she couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

"Come on, let's fight!" Demon Yuan's momentum changed violently, he was furious, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky, and he no longer had a lazy look.

"Whew......"

A red lightning flew in front of the demon abyss and landed with a bang, and it was the red spear.

Yang Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity, although the other party's cultivation was at the peak of the Law Body Realm, but it could faintly attract the power of heaven and earth, and it seemed that he had touched the boundary of the Sumeru Realm, and he didn't know how high it was compared to ordinary Law Body Realm martial artists.

Under the gaze of all the martial artists in Zhu Yancheng, Yang Yi's figure slowly floated into the air, and then with a sword roar, a long sword with a simple shape suddenly appeared in front of Yang Yi and fell with him.

Without saying a word, without the slightest drag on the mud and water, the moment Yang Yi's feet landed, Demon Yuan shouted violently, turned into red lightning, and smashed Yang Yi fiercely.

"So fast!" Yang Yi frowned, the powerful opponent aroused the arrogance in his heart, only to see him grasp it with one hand, the Ancient Sword Saint Emperor fell into his hand, and the white sword light shone at the same time, and he fought back at a faster speed.

"Bell ......"

In the loud noise, the earth shattered, the heavens and the earth were shocked, the crimson spear and the ancient sword saint emperor collided fiercely, sparks flew everywhere, but Yang Yi and Demon Yuan were as stable as Mount Tai.

"Okay, you can take my shot quietly, even among the demon clan, there are not many, you mentioned my interest!" Demon Yuan was unusual, his eyes showed a crazy light, and the evil smile made people shudder.

"I've heard a lot of big words, if you just have such strength, you can die!" Unlike the madness of Demon Yuan, Yang Yi was indifferent.

"Hahaha......" With the wild laughter of the demon yuan, the crimson spear in his hand fell like raindrops, and each shot carried the power of shaking the heavens and the earth.

And Yang Yi's expression remained unchanged, with fast control, strong and strong, the ancient sword saint emperor was like flowing water, forming a curtain of light, no matter how fast and furious the demon abyss spear was, it could never break through the sword circle.

The true yuan power of the two gradually emanated, and the hard ground in front of Zhu Yancheng began to shatter continuously, and the soil was completely shattered by the overflowing power of the two as soon as it splashed out.

The martial artists above Zhu Yancheng's head all looked at the two people who were fighting frantically in amazement, and at this moment they knew what a battle between martial artists was, compared to these two people, they were still too weak and weak.

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