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Hiss, all the sounds are endless.

Voices from the Infernal Demons.

With a "boom", the Night Knife Lord let out a wild roar again, and before anyone arrived, the ghost knife mixed with the flames of the Three Yin had broken through the air.

The Night Knife Master directly spread the blade wings and flew over!

At this moment, six demons, including Huangquan, Curse Noise, Frozen Wave, Lou Luo, Bahu, and Calamity, also came with the momentum of thunder!

Just as this killing shook the sky, Yang Tingfeng suddenly got up, and in his pupilless eyes, the azure Gang flame was even stronger, and the green Gang wind was bubbling all over his body, and a puff of green smoke came out of his mouth.

He indifferently turned his wrist, and the snake whip sword drew a graceful arc in the air, growing several times, and at that moment, seven green winds instantly burst into the air, and where the strong wind passed, the ground was cut into deep cracks.

"Whew!" With a bang, the blood flashed, and a blue-faced and fanged head flew straight into the sky, and the Night Knife Master who rushed to the front was directly beheaded.

However, in the face of the death of their companions, the other six demons still continued to impetus, and even the Shura karma on their bodies burned even more.

It seems that in the face of death, these infernal monsters have nothing to fear.

Yang Tingfeng scolded secretly, hurriedly launched the remnant heart, and re-set the posture, and at this moment, Huang Quan and the curse came, and the claws and steel fists were both sacrificed, and they even had stronger toughness and hardness than mortal blades.

Yang Tingfeng can kill one, but he can't kill two, he can destroy one demon, but he can't deal with two at the same time.

Once you get close to them, you will end up with the same fate as those monks.

Die!

However, these demons did not expect that today, they would meet a different opponent

For thousands of years, almost all of the people who guarded the temple were monks.

War is also a learning phase.

These demons have been fighting the monks thousands of times.

"I destroy you, it has nothing to do with you." Although in this battle between humans and demons, the monks have won for a hundred years, even if the martial arts are becoming more and more perfect, and there are more and more guardian spirits, they cannot escape the fate of being eliminated due to the decline in overall strength, this is the real gap between humans and demons.

In other words, demons can lose 10,000 times by relying on strong demon bodies, and through battles with monks, they continue to learn and study tactics and tactics, all of which draw nourishment from battles, gain insight into the universal laws of victory, and then use them in practice. Keep up with the pace of the battle and ultimately win the battle.

But on the other hand, the monks still maintain their traditions, rest on their laurels, and use the secret martial arts of the temple and various guardian spirits to deal with the demons, and in a short period of time, they do have the upper hand, but in the long run, when the gap between them narrows to a critical point, the human race will be defeated.

After all, they don't have the powerful body of a demon and their amazing resilience.

In other words, monks, you can't even lose once.

Once you lose, it means death and being taken away.

However, Yang Tingfeng is not a monk.

He was a soldier, a soldier who was constantly learning and practicing in war!

He is not like the monks, even if he can't fight, he will never take a step back, and he will not retreat in order to protect the permanent gap in the temple.

War is about being flexible and changeable, and he is an officer who commands a war, and once he discovers his own disadvantage, he will immediately adjust his tactics, redeploy, and always follow the 16-character formula -- the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs us, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and we pursue

But seeing Yang Tingfeng slowly exhaling a puff of green smoke, his body was slightly heavy, and he turned around and ran.

But his right hand held the hilt of the knife all the time, like a fierce tiger ready to attack, revealing a desire to attack.

Seeing this, Huang Quan and the curse were even more fierce in their eyes, and they screamed and pounced, saying that it was too late, it was too fast, Yang Tingfeng suddenly stopped, and his body and whip sword began to spin together, like a green hurricane.

In the air, the sound of the wind suddenly rose, as if a wind tiger opened its bloody mouth and sucked everything in heaven and earth over. Under this vigorous sucking, the yellow spring and the curse noise were directly "sucked" over, "Snort! At the center of the storm, a green light flashed, and the whip sword slashed through his forehead, revealing diagonally, and in an instant, green blood splattered everywhere, and blue pulp flowed sideways.

In the next second, the skulls of the two demon heads were directly lifted by this force.

The devil's body is at the first level.

This has also led to the fact that since the beginning of his birth, the demon has been practicing the hardness of the head and neck.

Among them, the skull is the hardest, and the idle temple monks can't pierce it even with a spear.

Even if you are a master, you may not be able to directly cut off the skull with a single sword, let alone a double kill.

In most cases, the monks slash at the skull of the demon, and there is a high probability that the blade will be jammed.

Even, when you encounter a high-ranking demon with a strong demon body, you will be broken off the blade and spearhead.

However, Yang Tingfeng can kill with one sword, in addition to relying on the Qingluan Guardian Spirit, the green Gangfeng adsorbed on the whip sword;

What's more, it is his characteristics of being indomitable as a soldier, fighting with one blow, killing with one blow, and never leaving his hands behind.

Double killing two demons, Yang Tingfeng did not stop, launched the remnants of the heart, and re-put on the posture.

Because, there is another demon that has also been killed, and it slid over with a cold breath.

- Frozen Wave, a demon from Ice Purgatory, who spews ice flames that freeze the earth.

Yang Tingfeng breathed heavily, and on his pupilless eyes,

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The cyan flames began to compress and eventually coalesce into a single point; He felt the cold air of the frozen waves, and suddenly, he closed the snake whip sword, turned into a long sword posture again, and spit out a puff of green smoke from the corner of his mouth, like a chirp, that is, the hiss from Qingluan.

He turned around suddenly, shook his hands, and swung his sword like a scorpion.

But see, a green glow flashed in the air, and the heavens and the earth returned to tranquility again, the victory or defeat had been decided, all the sounds were silent, the wind covered it, and the cold air was bleak.

And from the neck to the waist of the frozen wave, a thin green line suddenly appeared, and suddenly, with a "snort", a green blood arrow rushed into the sky, stirring up three feet high, just like a burst of blood rain, and the burly body was also divided into two, and then lost balance on the frozen floor, slipped down, and fell!

With the fall of the frozen wave, in Yang Tingfeng's eyes, the cyan flame began to dissipate, his face gradually returned to blood, and the originally cloudy and aimless black pupils returned to normal. Looking at the demon corpses all over the ground, Yang Tingfeng did not relax his vigilance, still dragging his sword upside down, and continued to run back and forth in the Heavenly King Palace, back and forth.

As long as those monsters are chasing, he will deliberately slow down, and then suddenly accelerate, rushing in another direction to accelerate, making full use of the tactics of sports warfare, looking for the weaknesses of the monsters in the movement, and then concentrating on breaking them individually.

For a moment, he ran like a cheetah, and suddenly he killed Lou Luo with the help of a pause;

Suddenly, his feet stepped on the golden body of the Duowen Heavenly King for a few steps, and suddenly he spun around again, spinning in the air like a bird, slashing and killing;

On the surface, a whip is waved, but in fact, with the help of the distant Buddha lamp ceiling, the whole person relies on inertia to eject over, and then uses a sword to cut off the neck of the calamity.

The old monk couldn't have imagined that the collective siege battle of the Seven Demons was actually broken by Yang Tingfeng in the sports battle?

You must know that with the power of one person to fight against the Seven Demons, even at the beginning, the strongest warrior monk in the temple will definitely lose.

But when Yang Tingfeng faced a strong enemy, the old monk saw the tactics he played on the spot, nodded silently, and looked at him again, and in an instant, a bold idea appeared in his mind.....

Now, only the solitary duel between Yang Tingfeng and the Karma Flame Demon was left on the scene.

Yang Tingfeng stopped, breathed a sigh of relief, held the snake whip sword tightly with both hands, and was engrossed, looking at the karmic flame demon from head to toe, and made a combat deduction in his heart.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a hissing sound, the sound of which came from the long-dead snake demon and the night knife master.

Yang Tingfeng was slightly stunned, and in the middle of such a distraction, with a "whoosh", a nine-foot-long sawtooth centipede suddenly appeared in the abdomen of the Night Knife Lord, and at the same time, the centipede crawled onto the Demon Body of the Night Knife Lord, opened its hideous mouthparts, and began to absorb flesh and blood, and the scarlet insect body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, there was a sound of "Xi", and I saw that in the body of the snake demon, a giant colorful python came out, spitting snake letters, and the pair of eyes were bigger than copper bells, shining with green and faint light.

At this time, if you are any other person and are surrounded like this, you must despair and stop resisting.

Because fear has always been man's worst enemy. In the face of fear, most people will choose to become deserters.

But at this moment, Yang Tingfeng's situation is the opposite.

Ten years of years in the rivers and lakes, eight years of military career, and the bloody battlefield of Xifenghuo, he has already seen through fear, seen fear, and has already overcome fear.

At this time, the danger was close at hand, which stimulated the bloody bravery in his body.

The old monk looked at Yang Tingfeng in the distance, and said with his palms: "Looking at the world, dreams are like water." Let life be for a while, and then perish. All things are turned to ashes, and the red lotus spits flames! ”

At this time, Yang Tingfeng noticed that among the old monk's string of prayer beads, the red one seemed to flash suddenly.

At that moment, Yang Tingfeng suddenly had a sense of trance: it seemed that there was a flame in that bead, which was slowly spreading over, engulfing his soul entirely.

However, at that moment, the flame suddenly fluctuated, and on Yang Tingfeng's body, the fire cloud began to move!

Before he could react, he heard a loud "whoosh" sound, and in an instant, the glory was magnificent. Yang Tingfeng's body ignited a flame, and the power of the steaming sun flame was moving, as if gushing out.

In the flames, a Suzaku flew out of his body, as if to set the sky on fire.

"Suzaku!" Yang Tingfeng couldn't help blurting out exclaimed.

He finally saw the legendary Four Spirits of Heaven, the Suzaku Guardian Spirit of the God of the South.

At this moment, the Vermilion Bird roared in the sky, flapped its wings, and a circle of flowing fire fell, accompanied by the sparks, rolling up in the sky, burning the entire Heavenly King Palace, and also illuminating this bleak temple as if it were day.

At that moment, the red light in Yang Tingfeng's pupils burst out, and a raging flame appeared from the corner of his mouth, and the residual fire slowly covered the sword body of the snake whip sword.

Suddenly, Yang Tingfeng heard a slight crawling sound and hissing sound, and he almost didn't have to think about it to know that these hissing sounds came from the small centipedes spit out by those sawtooth centipedes.

He raised his eyes and looked, and sure enough, against the backdrop of the Vermilion Bird Fire, the sawtooth centipede was spitting out clumps of wriggling centipedes with its hideous mouthparts, each of which was accompanied by the birth of a hundred lives, exuding a fishy smell and disgusting.

Moreover, as time went on, the hissing sound became louder and louder, and at the same time, the number of sound sources around Yang Tingfeng was also increasing rapidly.

"Meow!"

At this moment, on the back of the Wide-eyed Heavenly King, a looming civet suddenly jumped out, spontaneously jumped up to the eaves of the Heavenly King's Palace, curled up to the side, and called out in fear, this inopportune call

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calling, like a signal.

Signal to attack!

I saw that the centipede swarm rushed towards Yang Tingfeng like a tide, and it squirmed densely.

At the last moment, Yang Tingfeng swung out a sword, and the snake whip sword rose several feet, reflecting the tornado-shaped flames that instantly enveloped the centipede group, and then rotated and burned.

The surging centipede swarm, in the face of the fire of the Vermilion Bird, could only retreat one after another and flee in all directions.

Seeing that the flames were effective against centipedes, Yang Tingfeng couldn't help but be overjoyed, only to see that he took three steps forward, and the whip sword swung like a gale! In just an instant, he completed a hundred swings of the knife, and the flame storm released by the blade enveloped the centipedes like a huge net of heaven and earth, and the Vermilion Bird Karma filled the entire heaven and earth.

The centipedes, under the attack of the flames, shrank into balls one after another, and no longer moved.

Yang Tingfeng did not stop, withdrew the whip sword in the air, re-transformed into a long sword posture, and slashed out with a sword, "poof", the sawtooth centipede was cut in two by the waist, and all kinds of fishy liquid gushed out.

"Hiss!"

Unexpectedly, the centipede, which was cut into two parts, died, but left and right, opened its mouth, sacrificed its fangs, and a fishy smell came to its face.

At this time, Yang Tingfeng was full of flames, shouted, swept a few steps, grabbed the body of one of the centipedes with his bare hands, and the whip sword in his hand was horizontally sealed and stabbed, but when he saw the flash of fire, half of the body of the sawtooth centipede was nailed to the ground by him.

Yang Tingfeng held his sword and pulled it down, from beginning to end, instantly cutting the centipede in half.

At the same time, he spat out the red lotus flame in his mouth, launched the remnant heart, returned to the willow, and swung out a sword.

At the moment when the fire and the sword collided, in an instant, the entire Heavenly King Hall was once again glorious, and the sparks were splashing everywhere.

In mid-air, the other half of the centipede's body, under the invasion of flames, exploded in an instant, and the fragments of the bursting insect corpse shot into Yang Tingfeng's feet, and were reflected by the flames, like a spark striking iron.

At this time, the only enemies on the field were the colorful serpent and the karmic flame demon.

Yang Tingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and slanted his gaze - at this time, on the Heavenly King's Palace, the karmic flame demon began to burn all over his body. From the side, it looks like a real fire demon

It's just that it didn't move, not even the intention of doing it, it just stood there quietly, looking at the burning hall......

It didn't do anything, but it was cheaper than Yang Tingfeng, and it could go all out to deal with that big snake first.

I saw that the fire on his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the whole person was like a piece of red-hot coal.

Then he turned around and turned his back to the colorful snake, and at this moment, he suddenly moved, and with a "bang", the whip sword in his hand flew out of his hand, like a fire snake covered in fire, directly attacking the seven inches of the big snake.

In an instant, the wings of the Vermilion Bird soared instantly, accompanied by the meteor of the fire, which aroused the heat of the spark and burned the plain, and the flame of the lotus fire burned the entire hall!

The colorful snake didn't have time to run, it didn't have time to hide, and it didn't have time to dodge. When the fiery serpent swept over its body, it was instantly turned into charcoal under the flames of the Vermilion Bird.......

"Wind! Wind! Wind! The wind of Great Qin rises, and the old Qin will go to the national disaster together, and the old Qin will be restored. Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce! There is Daqin in the west, such as the sun rising, a hundred years of national hatred, and the vicissitudes of life! The world is in turmoil, how can Corning! Qin has a sharp soldier, who competes with it! ”

At the moment when the big snake was burned out by the Vermilion Bird flame, Yang Tingfeng heard a strange voice in his heart......

He stared at it, turned his head and looked back, but saw that in the ordinary world where the big snake dissipated, a transparent and whitish little person slowly flew out, slipped around, and came straight behind Yang Tingfeng, taking a big gulp, and absorbing the blue particles that were activated around his body, but they quickly became larger.

"Imperial Soul? Could it be that the donor is also the one who produces the soul......" Seeing this, the old monk was also shocked in his heart, and glanced at the villain, his eyes were shrewd and sharp, and he recognized this thing at a glance.

"Imperial Soul? What is it? Yang Tingfeng was surprised and blurted out: "Why did you appear here?" ”

The old monk looked at Yang Tingfeng, his cold eyes narrowed, he looked at the little man who was gradually starting to grow up, and slowly spit out a sentence: "Because of you, the donor!" ”

Yang Tingfeng was puzzled.

"These imperial souls are the ancestral heroic spirits, who survived in the underworld in the form of remnant souls, but accidentally were devoured by the monsters of the Infernal World." The old monk shook his head slightly, but his eyes were looking at the people behind Yang Tingfeng, "But once they resonate with the people of the present world, they can be re-released, and once they are released, they will support the demon slayer with all their strength and participate in the battle." ”

"I see!" Yang Tingfeng blurted out a low voice, and his eyes changed imperceptibly.

After a pause, the old monk added: "Of course, it can resonate, and it is also related to the practice of the soul-producing person, you are a soldier, and the soldier is fierce, and you are born to attract the gods of war, fierce generals, warriors and other generations of heroic spirits." ”

Yang Tingfeng was silent, and his eyes were cloudy and uncertain as the old monk narrated.

At this time, the villain has completely recovered his pre-life appearance, and Yang Tingfeng took a closer look: this heroic spirit, about seventy years old, wears a crane crown, has a wide forehead and a broad face, white sideburns and spots, and a scar between his eyebrows, which is very eye-catching and majestic. He was dressed in a big Qin fish scale cloak, and he was holding a three-foot-seven-inch Qin-made bronze sword, floating like snow, with delicate grinding lines, and he was invincible.

There is a poem that says: The war is full of achievements, the city is like a mountain, the killing is like water, as for Changping, the remnants are still Mobi, 400,000 people, the pit is exhausted overnight, the Hou is known, Wu'an is frustrated, and the defeat is invited, the soldiers are unable to sleep, the soldiers move first, Du You is dead, although the monarch is widowed, the truth is reciprocated.

With Wu'an Junwei Lingzhen, the technique is slightly overtimed, sowing a thousand years of heroic style, and being the enemy of the six heroes!

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