was robbed by this Ji Baihao, Qiluo was also very ashamed, humiliated in front of so many people, even if she had a good temper, she was almost about to go berserk.

Wu Zihao didn't have too much murderous intent towards this Ji Baihao, after all, Ji Baihao had received enough lessons back then, but he was very annoyed with his old son Ji Bai Aotian, and he was going to let this kid go, but he never thought that this guy's mouth was vicious, but it touched his killing intent.

"After so many years, I didn't expect your strength to grow, and your mouth is a lot more vicious, I was going to let you go, but it seems that your Jibai family is really going to be wiped out!"

Wu Zihao spoke quietly, his cold tone was already full of murderous intent, this Ji Baihao was no different from a dead man in his eyes.

Ji Baihao was slightly stunned, staring at Wu Zihao in some surprise, and he was not sure of his identity, but from Wu Zihao's tone, it was obvious that he also knew what happened back then, and it was a general affirmation that he had seen it with his own eyes.

Wu Zihao continued: "If it weren't for the fact that it was not easy for you to practice back then, not only would you have abolished your physical body, but if you knew that it was a waste today, you should have destroyed your soul, so that I would not be upset to see it today!"

In this way, how could Ji Baihao still not understand Wu Zihao's identity, and immediately glared angrily, and almost roared: "You, that bastard? No wonder I can't find you, it turns out that you have been transformed, but your luck has also come to an end, today, I will crush you with my own hands, tear you apart little by little, slowly refine your divine soul, and let you endure a hundred years of torture!"

Ji Baihao's anger was awe-inspiring, he only had one arm to carry out beast dissolution, but at this moment, it was constantly spreading, and his entire body was quickly covered with thick scale armor, and his eyes were even more blood-red and terrifying.

The other members of the demon clan retreated one after another, and among their bunch of people, Ji Baihao was the strongest, breaking through to the realm of the intermediate demon emperor, and there were only two junior demon emperors left, and the rest were all high-level demon kings and middle-level demon kings.

With the strength of the intermediate demon emperor, once he makes an all-out move, although he can't talk about moving mountains and seas, it is also a shock, if he accidentally gets involved, even if he is not injured, he will make a fuss, and at least the demon kings who follow him will be willing to make such a wolf bèi.

Ji Baihao, who was almost completely beastly dissolved, was fierce, and the stone wall under his feet continued to shatter under this powerful pressure, and the mountain that was already about to collapse was destroyed again.

Wu Zihao grabbed Qiluo's palm with one hand, felt her angry and trembling body, and said softly: "It's just a clown jumping off the beam, let Fukes solve it, this time out, we will go to Jibai's house, it's time for them to pay!"

Qiluo's eyes were hazy with tears, after all, she was a woman, how could she bear being humiliated like this, but her strength was really inferior to Ji Baihao, and the two of them were really not Ji Baihao's opponents.

Feeling Wu Zihao's appeasement, Qiluo also retreated to the side with Wu Zihao, looked at Fukes and shook his head and said: "Although Fukes is strong, he may not be his opponent, I'm afraid I will still let you make a move in a while!"

Wu Zihao nodded slightly, he also knew the strength of Fukes in his heart, although he was a mortal after all, he also had the cultivation of fire refining techniques, and the strengthening potion was also preferentially used, as well as the protection of the paladin's armor, even in the face of high-level imperial beasts, he had the power to fight, you must know that the physical strength of high-level imperial beasts was still above that of the demon clan, and the strength of ordinary demon beasts would never be stronger than that of middle-level imperial beasts, and the only advantage was that he could use spiritual power spells, and only this made people a little scruples.

"Don't worry, although Fukes can't kill this kid, he may not lose!" Wu Zihao snorted coldly: "I just want him to understand that he is not qualified to challenge me now!"

Ji Baihao also understood what Wu Zihao meant, his gloomy eyes were full of vicious curses, but his body was covered with scale armor, and he couldn't see his joy and anger.

However, since Wu Zihao pushed Fukes out, of course this Ji Baihao will not be polite, he also needs to be released, killing Fukes with the power of thunder can deter Wu Zihao, he is very happy to see Wu Zihao's shocked and panicked expression.

Roar, roar, roar!

In the roar, Ji Baihao rushed out without hesitation, and his hideous claws turned into dozens of fierce winds, although it was not to tear the space, but it was also an invincible might, and if he wanted to resist with his body, it was estimated that he would really be torn into pieces.

There was a faint look of excitement on Fukes's face, he knew that the Eastern Demon Cultivator was powerful, and he never had the opportunity to fight with these people, if the ordinary monk let him get close, he would only be killed in an instant, but this Demon Cultivator made him very satisfied, and he had the intention of confirming his strength.

Ding Ding Ding!

The long knife in his hand also turned into thousands of knife lights, and he cut directly into Ji Baihao's claw shadow, and in the dense crisp sound, he forcibly tore a gap, and came into contact with Ji Baihao's claws.

Spike!

The body retreated slightly, and Fukes launched an attack in an instant, although this thrust was not a strong attack, but it was better than speed, if the ordinary monk reacted half a beat slower, I am afraid that even if the body is not dead, it will be not lightly traumatized.

Fukes's fighting style has become closer and closer to the Demon Martial Arts Shuangxiu, which is also the combat method practiced by the members of Wu Zihao's command, which is quite a bit swift in the death realm and the spirit realm, and if people in the cultivation world encounter it, once they are approached, it is also quite dangerous.

At the tip of the long knife, the holy light condensed, and in an instant, it condensed into a knife light, piercing Ji Baihao more than ten meters away, the speed was so fast, the connection was smooth, and it didn't give people any time to prepare.

Sure enough, Ji Baihao was indeed slow and stabbed straight into the abdomen by this knife light, but the result was not surprising, Ji Baihao's scale armor was not damaged at all.

However, Fukes still clearly peeked that at the moment when the knife light hit Ji Baihao, the latter still had a glimmer of stagnation, but it was not without any gain.

Ji Baihao was fierce and hideous, and snorted disdainfully, and then the majestic body that was already six or seven zhang shook again, his claws continued to tear, and the sound was endless, and the range of dozens of zhang was full of violent wind, intertwined into a huge net, and even the stones that were knocked away turned into sand particles in this strong wind.

Fukes's body continued to shake, taking advantage of the speed, avoiding Ji Baihao's deadly attacks again and again, but the cheeks and legs that were exposed were also left with blood grooves, although there was no danger to life, but it was also quite wolf.

Wu Zihao, who was not far away, quietly watched the battle of Fukes, although he didn't say anything, he still shook his head secretly, after all, this demon clan has a tough body, far from being comparable to the human race, and no matter how many heavy blows have only left small scars, he is a little disappointed.

Qi Luo seemed to see Wu Zihao's helplessness, and said softly: "The demon race and the human race are not at the same level, and it is not easy for Fukes to fight with him without losing for the time being, if he is replaced by an ordinary demon king, I am afraid that he has been killed under the sword!"

Wu Zihao shook his head and said: "Although self-oriented is the core of cultivation, you can protect yourself with a weapon, but you can kill several times the strong person who is your own, that knife is what I brought back from the Ten Directions Realm, after refining it into a knife, it is extremely sharp, far from being comparable to the utensils here, which causes a small amount of damage to Ji Baihao, if it is replaced by a weapon in this realm, I am afraid that this battle will be decided without fighting, it seems that this time I will spend some energy to collect materials and refine some artifacts to improve the lethality of those boys!"