Laugh at!

With a backhand sword, Feng Ren mercilessly cut a demon powerhouse in half, and the red flame that he slapped with his left hand hit the head of another alien beast, and instantly devoured it, and after the fire swept over, only half of the scorched black skeleton remained.

"It's really the same as what Dad said, no matter how many such miscellaneous fish come, it's not enough to see!"

With a sneer, he flapped his wings and rose higher into the air, almost directly touching the largest spatial rift above.

At this moment, except for the huge gap in the giant beast fortress before it was lowered, most of the other spatial cracks have shrunk or have been completely closed, and the number of demon powerhouses who have crossed the plane and come here has obviously decreased drastically.

In other words, as long as one more batch of people in the air is eliminated, there will only be a small number of lone enemies left in the Inner Demons, and the winner will soon be decided.

"Here, all fall!"

A strange deep pitch black emerged in his eyes, and the shadow bone wings that unfolded behind Feng Ren suddenly trembled and magnified, and the chill surging on the dark edge continued to merge into the pair of pitch-black giant wings, and the hideous bone spurs spread into the Soul Snatcher Blade, and as his body turned, countless deadly swords slashed wantonly under this heavenly firmament.

Snort!

A large area of scarlet blood splattered in the sky, countless remnants of the body fell one after another, and the evil life fell here, the power of vertical and horizontal does not represent justice, but under the correct use, it can also stifle the evil spirit.

Below, shaking his body to avoid the spilled handfuls of filth, Jiang Yuan shook his head and smiled: "This kid is still so capable, obviously the consumption was not small before, and he still works so hard." Besides, it's not our job to protect this place. ”

As far as the eye could see, the disciples of the Jianhua tribe regrouped under the command of Feng Tiantao, constantly cutting back and repelling the invaders, and the numerical advantage was finally reversed, and they could even free up two or three people at a time to besiege a demon powerhouse, seize the gap in defense and kill it directly.

Among them, the only ones who were still indistinguishable were the two figures that kept colliding in the void, and the fierce battle between the four elders and the Nineteen Kings Hall was inseparable.

For them, Jiang Yuan was naturally too lazy to do anything, if it weren't for the tenacity of the wind, he wouldn't want to set foot in the Northern Continent at this time, let alone help the Dragon Soul to protect the Valley of the Divine Descent. The Purple Sonic Sword hung down at his side, and he walked leisurely between the fierce crowd and the demons, looking like a bystander, and he had no intention of making another move.

"Won't you fight? But for you, Dad, it's already the limit in your heart to do this, right?"

Above, Feng Ren pursed his lips helplessly, naturally knowing Jiang Yuan's reluctance in his heart, the Heavenly Curse Relic Clan and the Nine Ancient Clans have always been at odds, not to mention that he and Feng Xinzi forcibly broke up the dragon soul lineage of him and Feng Xinzi back then, and even sent people to chase and kill them all the way, so that the later wives were separated.

Where can such an old feud be easily stopped?

"But then again, Dad, if you and your mother had successfully lived in seclusion in the mountains and didn't ask about the world, there would not be as powerful as you and me now. Everything may be predestined, behind the glory and glory that countless people yearn for, the baptism of blood and tears has long been lost count. ”

Talking to himself, he suddenly turned around and slashed down with his sword, the pitch-black blade instantly set up a spear that stabbed at the sneak attack, and the sneering gaze was also on the eyes of the person who emerged from the shadows.

"There are still demon generals left, and you dare to take the initiative to find me to make a move, your courage is commendable. But that's about it. ”

Ping!

The Dark Blade took advantage of the situation, and the sharp frost blade slashed off the tip of the blade in the Demon General's hand in response, Feng Ren kicked his left foot, and the rotating Deep Cold Spear tip turned upside down and stabbed, heading straight for the Demon General's own throat.

The demon general was not slow to react, and hurriedly tilted the long handle in his hand, which had no gun tip, and the slender metal long rod hit the tip of the flying gun, buzzing and shocking, and the deadly sharp bounce flew to the side.

But at this moment, the pitch-black sword light flickered again, and the dark blade slashed horizontally, and the reflected cold reflected the cruel smile on Feng Ren's face, which was extremely gloomy.

Ping!

The gun snapped, the unabated tip of the sword kissed the throat of the demon general, a drop of blood fluttered and fell in the air, and the scarlet that gradually became black also symbolized the withering and passing of life.

A sword seals the throat, deadly.

At the moment when the sword dance was over, Feng Ren's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, the dark bone wings behind him shattered into powder and dispersed, and the deep color in his eyes immediately returned to normal. Above the blade, the scorching red color surged again, rolling and spreading, symbolizing the fading of the darkness of death, and the edge of the burning nirvana reappeared.

When the night finally ends, it's almost the limit.

"It seems that he still hasn't been able to fully control this power, the extreme darkness is mysterious and unpredictable, and even the reverse Dao level can't be completely controlled?" laughing at himself, he glanced at Jiang Yuan not far away again, and already had the answer in his heart.

The heavens have given him the power of light and darkness, and if he wants to control them all, the effort will naturally be more than twice as hard. There is still a long way to go.

Feeling Feng Ren's gaze, Jiang Yuan, who was still walking slowly in the Heavenly Dome Battlefield and never made another move, pursed his mouth and said with a smile: "It seems that your ancestral friend is in some trouble, if he is no longer able to fight, as long as he speaks out, I will go." ”

Suddenly turned his head to look down, Feng Ren's slightly tired eyes suddenly glared again, his sword eyebrows curled, and he exclaimed: "Brother Wudao is actually ...... Lost?"

Below, the barren earth was also shattered, wisps of black smoke rose from the cracks, the ragged robe hunting and fluttering no longer had the chic demeanor it used to be, and Feng Wudao, whose face was stained with a trace of blood, shook his head helplessly, and hummed: "I thought I finally had a chance to be handsome once, who would have thought that I would actually bump into this thing...... I actually lost a move that once led to a defeated general, and if I spread it, it would ruin my reputation!"

Opposite him, the Lion King Hall was also out of breath, but when he looked down and saw the mark of the bewitching red light flashing on his chest, a trace of fanatical awe flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he grinned: "I see, not only are you left with this broken soul, but even the inheritance of the past is gone." In front of the mark given to me by this demon god, I was not vulnerable at all. ”

"Are you overestimating the power of the Seven Pillars Demon God, or are you underestimating me too much? Just now it was just a moment of carelessness, if you get serious, it's just a mark, and you want to get me?"

Feng Wudao gritted his teeth, his broken sleeves shook, and the scorched scars on his arms were still flowing bright red like magma, and it was a little difficult to even move freely.

"You always say that I am capable, you are different?"

A sigh fell from the sky, and the figure of Feng Ren fell in front of him and shook his head.

"Get out of the way, you're not his opponent now!" Feng Wudao snorted coldly, and the battered five fingers flipped his grip, and the golden flame leaped and roared again.

"Is that all you need?"

Feng Ren looked back and sighed, and soon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Let's shoot together, is it possible that Brother Wudao, who has recovered his remnant soul, thinks that with my identity, he is no longer worthy of joining forces with you?"

Taking a step forward and standing beside him, Feng Wudao smiled and said, "I just think, isn't that too much to give face to the guy opposite?"

"To die is to lose face and to suffer sin. ”

Feng Ren snorted helplessly, and without waiting for Feng Wudao to reply, his body swept away, and the slashing Burning Silence Nirvana slashed in the air, and the overlapping instant roared downward, and the hot sword of the cross suddenly roared.

"Even if you two come together, you can't help me!"

The Lion King Hall disdained it, and raised the Ugin broadsword with one hand to pick it up, and the fierce strength instantly tore and burned the sword.

However, after the cracking sword roar, the golden flames that swirled in the sky roared down, and there was a faint majestic dragon roar, and the surging violent power was fused and absorbed together with the broken sword gang, and the power instantly became even stronger.

Even if he was unwilling to talk about it before, he was not ambiguous when it was time to make a move. Moreover, in terms of the current situation, joining forces with Wind Toughness can indeed solve the strong enemy in front of you most quickly.

Yes, just faster, he didn't think he could do it alone.

Thundered!

The flames raged across the earth, and in the midst of the scorching fire, there was a sturdy body still standing, and the black smoke on his body was full of scorched black wounds.

Roar!

At the same time, Feng Ren, who had already landed, turned around and threw his hand, and the Burning Silence Nirvana flew and stabbed, and the blazing sword qi roared easily through the agitation of the sound waves, and the tip of the sword suddenly drooped and slammed into the ground, and half of the blade was submerged into the earth. At the end of the hilt, more than a dozen chains burning with red flames appeared in the void, and they were already wrapped around the big sword raised by the Lion King Palace, as well as his own arms, chest, and thighs, tightly bound.

At the other end, it is naturally held in the hands of the wind and toughness.

"Brother Wudao, deal with him!"

"No need for your nonsense!"

Feng Wudao drank, shook his body and shifted to the back of the sturdy body, the five fingers of his left hand grabbed and closed, repeated several times, the movement became faster and faster, and finally it was so fast that it was even impossible to see clearly, the condensed golden sharp energy grabbed the other party's spine fiercely, and the five fingers became claws and held it again.

One hit, one kill.

"It's useless. ”

Who knows, the Lion King Hall grinned, the mark on his chest surged again, and the strength fluctuated through the flaming chains and trembled, and in an instant, all the chains wrapped around his body shattered together, and the free male body suddenly turned, and the Ugin broadsword slashed, regardless of the wind and the unreasonable claw attack, directly slashed the whole person under the fierce attack.

"Die!"

"What a joke!"

At the same moment, two rebukes sounded together, and Feng Ren, who had given up the flame chains, jumped up, side by side with Feng Wudao, and flipped a stack of palms and printed it at the same time, not avoiding the fierce sword.

Clang!

A loud buzzing sound echoed through the sky, and the entire broadsword spun and fell, plunging heavily into the barren land in the distance, and a gap appeared in the blade.

At the same time, Feng Wudao's claws passed through the unimpeded path that Feng Ren had opened his way for, and the deadly attack gripped at the furry chest of the Lion King Palace.

However, the previous anomaly is reborn at this moment.

Buzz –

The red light of the Demon God Mark flickered endlessly, and the strength of the grasp was shattered and dispersed in an instant, and the power of the counterattack shook violently, roaring into a circle of dark red weird red flames, which directly bombarded Feng Wudao's body.

Rumble!

Black smoke fluttered, Feng Wudao raised his head and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his body retreated violently. But on his face, there was a sly smile.

This is the time, let's go!

"The real killer move, here!"

A reprimand resounded through the sky, and Feng Ren swept a palm to unfold the red flame fluctuations, and the scurrying figure swept away, facing the remnants of the Demon God Mark's attack, and the bloody five fingers of the right hand suddenly clenched, and the heavy fist burst down.

In his eyes, a strange scarlet color loomed, and the forbidden power quietly awakened.

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