The demon lieutenant general exclaimed, and before he could parry, he was split in half by Lingzhen's sword, and the crimson demon blood was sprinkled all over the sky.

Lingzhen's body was full of killing intent, and he spread the golden wings behind him, turning around and rushing towards the other demon lieutenant general who was fighting against Lingjing.

This demon lieutenant general has completely gained the upper hand at this time, seeing that Lingzhen slashed to kill the deputy general who was equivalent to his own cultivation just now, and rushed towards him again, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and quickly shook a shot, gave up the Lingzhen, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the spear in his hand instantly turned into a blood-colored streamer dozens of zhang long, and stabbed towards Lingzhen.

One inch long and one inch strong, the magic spear in his hand is one zhang and three feet long, and after infusing the demon qi, the strongest can shoot out a spear nearly a hundred zhang long, seeing that the double knives in Ling Zhen's hand are only more than two feet long, although his cultivation is obviously higher than himself, he is not afraid.

Lingzhen snorted coldly, and the wind knife in his left hand swung out, and a gust of wind immediately blew in the void, and a sword light dozens of zhang long burst out, and with a loud click, it slashed heavily on the blood-colored streamer that the spear turned into.

A huge force struck, and the demon deputy general of the three-star Martial Emperor cultivation couldn't hold it, and the spear immediately flew out of his hand.

He was shocked in his heart, and at this time he realized that his cultivation was too different from Lingzhen, so he turned around and fled.

Lingzhen had already prepared, flew to catch up, raised the thunder knife in his right hand, and the knife fell in his hand, slashing at his back.

"Ahh

The demon lieutenant screamed miserably, and immediately died, falling from mid-air.

Ling Zhen was already red-eyed at this time, and flew towards the demon lieutenant general who was fighting with Ling Thunder.

Shout!

A strong murderous aura rushed up from the front of the demon army, and the demon lord Tan Yue held a jet-black big knife in his hand, turned into a jet-black streamer, and rushed towards Lingzhen.

His lieutenant Qi Long had already been killed by Ling Lei just now, and it was his other lieutenant who was fighting with Ling Ting, how could he watch that lieutenant be killed by Ling Zhen again?

It seems that there is no one among the lieutenants who is the opponent of Lingzhen, and he can only fight in person.

He is the cultivation of the five-star Martial Emperor, although his cultivation is the lowest among the five demon clan masters stationed in Lingbai City, but in the face of Lingbai Da 6, these strong people of the spirit clan, he is still quite conceited.

In the blink of an eye, Tan Yue flew in front of the two armies and stopped in front of Lingzhen, and the big sword in his hand swept towards him with a violent murderous aura.

Lingzhen could only turn around and face the demon lord first.

Lingli and Lingyun saw that the eldest brother Lingzhen was blocked, so they came over together to help Lingting.

The three of them joined forces and surrounded the demon lieutenant general in the middle, and immediately gained the upper hand.

At this time, Ling Lei and the demon deputy general who had cultivated as a four-star Martial Emperor were still tied, and it was difficult to separate.

Lingzhen and the demon clan master Tan Yue have also fought together.

The strong men of the Spirit Clan saw that they had the advantage at this time, and there was no strong one to fly forward to help in the battle.

On the demon side, many strong people have lost their breath.

Although the Spirit Clan's side died a Feather Spirit Clan's patriarch Ling Feng, the loss on the Demon Clan's side was obviously greater.

has already lost two generals of two-star Martial Emperor cultivation and three deputy generals of three-star Martial Emperor cultivation, and none of the three people on the field have the advantage, looking at the current situation, it won't be long before the demon clan is afraid that they will suffer losses again.

The other three main generals of the demon clan, Tong Yan, Liu Cang, and Fei Yuan, turned their heads to look at the main general Wu Duo standing in the center, an old man with a gray beard.

Although the five demon clan lords each led an army of 200,000 and had the same level, because Wu Duo had the deepest qualifications and the highest cultivation, he had reached the level of the Seven-Star Martial Emperor, so the other four people had always respected him.

Among the four, although Fei Yuan's cultivation is slightly higher than Tan Yue's, it is also the cultivation of the five-star Martial Emperor, and Tong Yan and Liucang are the cultivation of the six-star Martial Emperor.

After learning that the Spirit Clan's coalition army was coming to attack Lingbai City, the five demon clan's main generals and ten deputy generals got together to discuss it, and decided to rely on the strength of their own top powerhouses to gain advantage and try to fight one-on-one with the strong people of the Spirit Clan.

They believed that as long as they killed several of the top powerhouses of the Spirit Clan who led the rebellion this time, they would definitely deter this rabble and make them collapse without a fight.

The number of demon troops stationed in Lingbai Da 6 is not much, and a month ago, they lost nearly 600,000 in a row, so they don't want to fight hard with the 800,000 allied forces of the Spirit Clan, once they fight hard, no matter what, the demon army will lose hundreds of thousands.

But now the situation is somewhat unexpected, it seems that overnight, the cultivation of the Feather Spirit Clan Patriarch Ling Feng and his five sons have been greatly improved.

Fei Yuan's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Old general, those three little cubs of the Feather Spirit Clan are besieging a deputy general of my Demon Clan, and they are very rampant, I plan to go up to help in the battle!"

Wu Duo shook his head and said coldly: "I'm afraid that the deputy general won't be able to support it for long, and when he dies in the hands of those three boys, you can make another move and kill those three boys together!"

Fei Yuan was a little puzzled: "Why do you need to lose another lieutenant general in vain, wouldn't it be better for me to go up and kill them now?"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Wu Duo's eyes, and he lowered his voice and said: "There are still two strong people in the Spirit Clan Formation whose cultivation is not under you, if you go out to fight now, they will definitely come out to stop you and fight against you, and when the deputy general is killed, the three of you will fight together, and then their top powerhouses will no longer have the upper hand in the battle against us, and you can drag all their top powerhouses and kill them one by one in front of the two armies." ”

Fei Yuan, Tong Yan, and Liu Cang glanced at each other and nodded.

The effort was not great, and a miserable scream sounded in front of the two armies, and the three brothers Lingting, Lingli and Lingyun joined forces to kill the demon deputy general who had been cultivated by the three-star Martial Emperor.

Fei Yuan immediately flew up from his chariot and rushed over in a black streamer.

Lingting, Lingyun and Lingyun had even more murderous intent in their hearts at this time, and when they saw Fei Yuan rushing towards him, Lingyun was not afraid, and flew up to meet him.

Lingzhen fought against Tanyue, and at this time he had the upper hand.

Although Tan Yue's cultivation is slightly lower than him, he is a sophisticated person, and the jet-black broadsword in his hand is a demon soldier that has been refined in blood for more than 100,000 years, and the degree of sharpness is even better than that of Lingzhen's wind and thunder double blades.

Therefore, for a while, Lingzhen could not kill him.

As soon as Fei Yuan flew up from the chariot, Ling Zhen felt the fierce murderous aura emanating from his body, and when he saw Ling Yun actually flying up to meet him, he couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately shouted loudly: "Fifth brother, don't be reckless!"

But it was too late, the jet-black three-foot long sword in Fei Yuan's hand swung out, slashing through the void like lightning and piercing Lingyun's chest.

(End of chapter)

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